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It was rare for Indra to risk returning to Midi-- partly due to the bounty on his head. But that kid sure new how to pick his missions. The annoying little turd, Imai, who happened to be one of the guild's ace members, had pitched Indra a mission to help promote him further in the guild. It was probably unintentional as the kid was just hyper active, but he had the bad habit of rubbing Indra the wrong way. He just couldn't handle the kid's overly eager personality and blind lack of tact.
His mission sent him to one of the small fishing villages of Midi-- not too far from the mountains where Koryu lived. His mission was to help rid the town of a haunting Onryō, a malevolent spirit that had haunted much of Midi, but Imai told him to just deal with the one in this town. At least that was something of ease.
Normally, the monks of Midi would be ones to handle such things. However, the fact they had reached out to the guilds of Fiore, it probably was a bit more than monks could handle alone. Still, he hoped he wouldn't run into them. He still was a wanted man in Midi and just hope no one would hit a gift horse in the mouth to try and deal with their problems. Journeying with them, as they reached the small village nestled between two rivers that ran through the valley, was Tailong and Kage. The Exceed and miniature dragon were focused as they made their way into the village. Indra was clad in his new Armor of the Ten storms-- though wore his old tattered cloak, to conceal his idenity in Midi all the same.
"Why bother with that old raggedy thing? " Tailong said as he sniffed the musty cloak. "You're face is more intimidating than the cloak anyway."
"A little thing called stealth, you jackass dragon," Kage growled, defending his sensei. "Raijin sensei knows what he is doing. "
"Behave you two. Now is not the time to bicker here of all time." Indra said, his voice an unusual calm.
As they entered the village, things were quiet, by either people having left or hidden in their homes. Few were out on the streets except a few people around. From what he gathered he could find some priests around that could help exorsize the ghoul but not few could be found.
""Jeez.... this may take some time, " Indra said to Kage and Tailong.
"Perhaps I can be of help," a voice said calmly-- but to Indra, he felt a sickness hit his stomach. How the HELL could he not smell that bastard coming.
Alarmed he turned around and soon found him walking down the street. On the path towards him was the same dark cloaked figure that he saw back at the Ace of Spades, marked by his short black hair and red eyes. The same monk who had persued Indra before.
"Gah! Itachi!" Kage meowed in mild fright, but despite it jumped in front of Indra to his defense.
Despite the air of hostility, Indra glared at him without a flinch as Tailong hid behind Indra from the fear of the last fight. The man stopped and gave Indra a neutral nod. "Indra. Fate certainly has a sense of irony. So you were ordered to come to the aid of the homeland you left behind. YOu must be feeling nostalgic. "
"Yeah... karma is a bitch," he snapped back grumpily and drew an arm from his cloak. "What the hell are YOU doing here, Itachi."
WC: 640
It was rare for Indra to risk returning to Midi-- partly due to the bounty on his head. But that kid sure new how to pick his missions. The annoying little turd, Imai, who happened to be one of the guild's ace members, had pitched Indra a mission to help promote him further in the guild. It was probably unintentional as the kid was just hyper active, but he had the bad habit of rubbing Indra the wrong way. He just couldn't handle the kid's overly eager personality and blind lack of tact.
His mission sent him to one of the small fishing villages of Midi-- not too far from the mountains where Koryu lived. His mission was to help rid the town of a haunting Onryō, a malevolent spirit that had haunted much of Midi, but Imai told him to just deal with the one in this town. At least that was something of ease.
Normally, the monks of Midi would be ones to handle such things. However, the fact they had reached out to the guilds of Fiore, it probably was a bit more than monks could handle alone. Still, he hoped he wouldn't run into them. He still was a wanted man in Midi and just hope no one would hit a gift horse in the mouth to try and deal with their problems. Journeying with them, as they reached the small village nestled between two rivers that ran through the valley, was Tailong and Kage. The Exceed and miniature dragon were focused as they made their way into the village. Indra was clad in his new Armor of the Ten storms-- though wore his old tattered cloak, to conceal his idenity in Midi all the same.
"Why bother with that old raggedy thing? " Tailong said as he sniffed the musty cloak. "You're face is more intimidating than the cloak anyway."
"A little thing called stealth, you jackass dragon," Kage growled, defending his sensei. "Raijin sensei knows what he is doing. "
"Behave you two. Now is not the time to bicker here of all time." Indra said, his voice an unusual calm.
As they entered the village, things were quiet, by either people having left or hidden in their homes. Few were out on the streets except a few people around. From what he gathered he could find some priests around that could help exorsize the ghoul but not few could be found.
""Jeez.... this may take some time, " Indra said to Kage and Tailong.
"Perhaps I can be of help," a voice said calmly-- but to Indra, he felt a sickness hit his stomach. How the HELL could he not smell that bastard coming.
Alarmed he turned around and soon found him walking down the street. On the path towards him was the same dark cloaked figure that he saw back at the Ace of Spades, marked by his short black hair and red eyes. The same monk who had persued Indra before.
"Gah! Itachi!" Kage meowed in mild fright, but despite it jumped in front of Indra to his defense.
Despite the air of hostility, Indra glared at him without a flinch as Tailong hid behind Indra from the fear of the last fight. The man stopped and gave Indra a neutral nod. "Indra. Fate certainly has a sense of irony. So you were ordered to come to the aid of the homeland you left behind. YOu must be feeling nostalgic. "
"Yeah... karma is a bitch," he snapped back grumpily and drew an arm from his cloak. "What the hell are YOU doing here, Itachi."
WC: 640