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| Subject: The return[Travel] Fri 02 May 2014, 12:30 am | |
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With given permission from Adam, I am allowed to travel even with the topic with Heida in Konoha.
“Someone be heerreeeeeeeeeeeee.” He dragged his feet while he walked into the house near the docks. The sign above the building read “transportation” and it was blankly stated for everyone to see when they passed by. Mokuzai needed to get to the island as quickly as possible; he had a contract to do after all.
It didn’t take much for him to like someone, or to get annoyed fairly easily with the presence of someone that he disliked. Clenching his jaw slightly, he approached the desk and looking over the decoration of the place. It was sort of impressive considering how small the place was, and how close it was to the water. Small model boats laid rest on shelves near the windows. Oil paintings of the house were covered in frames and hung just behind the front desk. It was interesting to say the least. Really had a home feel to it. Shaking his head ever so lightly, he tapped on the bell rapidly while his digits brushed against the desk. He was slightly getting annoyed with how slow people moved to get to a customer. Didn’t they come first or was this a different sort of service? It was an annoying tactic and honestly, Mokuzai was tempted to just swim over to the island. How bad could the current in the water be anyway? Just as he was turning his back to exit the small house; a teenage girl came to the desk and spoke softly while putting her hands on her cheeks.
“Welcome to Matsumaru boat rentals! How may I help you?” The girl smiled brightly while Mokuzai turned his torso to face her. His brows fluttered slightly once he saw her face. She was pretty cute in his terms. Long black hair, pale skin, blue eyes; her features really started to catch more of his attention once he started to get near her. Sliding against the desk, he smiled brightly and pointed towards the map of the nation in view; placing his finger on the lightening country. “I need to get there, sweetheart. Anyway you can get me over there quickly, I’d appreciate it.” He nodded, licking his lower lip slightly. There was nothing that could better his day more than seeing this little ole’ beauty in front of him. It practically made his stomach bunch up from how innocent she looked. He wanted to corrupt her, do things that he shouldn’t really say out loud if he wanted to get that boat ride over to the island.
Taking out a large book, the girl went through the pages quickly. She pressed her finger tip against the book while she went through a list of names. Smiling softly, she pulled out a piece of paper and wrote the name of the boat and the owner by the number of the dock it rested on. “He’ll be able to take you over there. It’ll only take a few days or so to reach the dock town. So just relax once you get on the boat, ok?” Moku wrapped his fingers around the paper and winked at the girl, sticking out his tongue and nodding while he walked out. “Man. She was a looker. I should have asked for her name at least. Gah. Such a wasted effort on my part.” Just not getting her name was enough to frustrate the nukenin. How can he, of all people, forget to ask for a woman’s name that he found attractive?
Shaking his head, he walked around the docks to the man right beside the numbered sign. A small old man smiled softly with a cigar in his mouth, tilting his glasses down so he could see Mokuzai approaching slowly. “Well well!” The old man spoke, getting on his boat. “Lightening country?? Shouldn’t take long at all, mate! Just hop on in and then we can get on the move. I don’t want to keep waiting; it bores me that much so, please let’s get going, huh?” He quickly pushed off the dock before Mokuzai could even get on. Moku took off running, jumping on the boat and shaking his head slightly. “At least you’ll get me there on time though. I appreciate this.” Mokuzai nodded, putting on his hood loosely on the back of his head while he turned to look at the quickly approaching dock town.
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