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Kanix typically wasn’t one to simply walk away from the guild and enter back into Earthland territory without, at least, a bodyguard. However, this day, she had woken up and took a step outside of the guild and left without a single word to any of her guild members. She entrusted her guild to them the moment her feet clambered onto Ancalagon’s saddle and he took off at a moment’s notice. Fairy Tail had enough strong magi inside that if they were threatened by something, those magi could easily handle the issue. Besides, of all things to happen, she needed a single day in her life where she didn’t have to stress and worry about someone or something. Many days and weeks had passed by where Kanix had locked herself up in Heero’s office and sat at his desk, staring into space, trying not to cry. No longer was she able to handle those days and at long last, she had thought to herself a day in Hosenka Town wouldn’t hurt a bit.
Settled comfortably on Ancalagon’s back, the woman held tightly onto the horn of the saddle as the bird swooped and dove through the clouds. She closed her eye and lifted her face to the sky, enjoying the cool breeze that washed over her face in an exhilarating and refreshing way. Breathing in deeply, the blind shamaness opened her eye again and lowered her head back to its natural position, then reached forward and petted Ancalagon’s neck feathers. A lot of the times, she simply needed a ride on his back to get her old self again, and just like always, his rides were nothing but exciting. Finding a bit of her old self the woman stood up in her saddle and leaned forward, pushing her weight downward on Ancalagon in order to force him to go faster. As a bird of thunder, he was expected to reach speeds as close as lightning itself; what else were these majestic birds capable of doing? Before long, however, the duo would reach the city limits of Hosenka Town and Ancalagon would draw himself downward to land.
Hosenka Town was a small village just west of Magnolia Town, but it was exceptionally well-known for the spas all over its territory. With an oriental-styled architecture to the buildings, this place wasn’t anything but beautiful if only she was able to see it. She would have if not for having thrown out the single gift from Mashyuu that had blessed her with the ability to see. Yet, she didn’t want anything that reminded her of him, not even that tiny gift of sight that she held near and dear to her heart. With him having left her at the altar, only for him to disappear to knows where, she had complete and utter resentment not only to him, but to Sabertooth as well. The day she found that scoundrel, well, she would make sure the beast of a man wouldn’t ever see the light of day again. Her fingers curled into fists, but she breathed harshly in through her nose to calm herself down before entering into Hosenka.
Her first stop would be at a tiny inn located just at the border of the village itself, opening the door and walking into the small building. The blind woman felt around for something to hold onto, something to guide her through the place that she wasn’t familiar with. Because of the unfamiliar place, the woman’s senses had gone haywire trying to pick up everything all at once and overwhelming her. A hand would grab hold of hers and place it on a railing quietly, as if not wanting to say anything to her, not even a hello. She turned her head slightly anyway and gave the person a thankful nod, then moved inward of the building and toward the bar. Silently, the woman sat down on one of the stools facing the bar and clasped her hands together on the countertop without saying anything to the barkeeper. As much as she wanted to relax, getting trashed at a place like this wasn’t the best of ideas, especially since Ancalagon wasn’t around to take her home.
Settled comfortably on Ancalagon’s back, the woman held tightly onto the horn of the saddle as the bird swooped and dove through the clouds. She closed her eye and lifted her face to the sky, enjoying the cool breeze that washed over her face in an exhilarating and refreshing way. Breathing in deeply, the blind shamaness opened her eye again and lowered her head back to its natural position, then reached forward and petted Ancalagon’s neck feathers. A lot of the times, she simply needed a ride on his back to get her old self again, and just like always, his rides were nothing but exciting. Finding a bit of her old self the woman stood up in her saddle and leaned forward, pushing her weight downward on Ancalagon in order to force him to go faster. As a bird of thunder, he was expected to reach speeds as close as lightning itself; what else were these majestic birds capable of doing? Before long, however, the duo would reach the city limits of Hosenka Town and Ancalagon would draw himself downward to land.
Hosenka Town was a small village just west of Magnolia Town, but it was exceptionally well-known for the spas all over its territory. With an oriental-styled architecture to the buildings, this place wasn’t anything but beautiful if only she was able to see it. She would have if not for having thrown out the single gift from Mashyuu that had blessed her with the ability to see. Yet, she didn’t want anything that reminded her of him, not even that tiny gift of sight that she held near and dear to her heart. With him having left her at the altar, only for him to disappear to knows where, she had complete and utter resentment not only to him, but to Sabertooth as well. The day she found that scoundrel, well, she would make sure the beast of a man wouldn’t ever see the light of day again. Her fingers curled into fists, but she breathed harshly in through her nose to calm herself down before entering into Hosenka.
Her first stop would be at a tiny inn located just at the border of the village itself, opening the door and walking into the small building. The blind woman felt around for something to hold onto, something to guide her through the place that she wasn’t familiar with. Because of the unfamiliar place, the woman’s senses had gone haywire trying to pick up everything all at once and overwhelming her. A hand would grab hold of hers and place it on a railing quietly, as if not wanting to say anything to her, not even a hello. She turned her head slightly anyway and gave the person a thankful nod, then moved inward of the building and toward the bar. Silently, the woman sat down on one of the stools facing the bar and clasped her hands together on the countertop without saying anything to the barkeeper. As much as she wanted to relax, getting trashed at a place like this wasn’t the best of ideas, especially since Ancalagon wasn’t around to take her home.
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