A/N To anyone who's interested, I have a new fic, FFX-3. It's supposed to
be a sequel to FFX-2. If you're not interested, oh well. Anyway, hope you
enjoy this chapter. P.S. It's another Kashamie flashback chapter.
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Heifon was busy as ever, and as noisy as ever. The Assassin Guild said this was where Maki Zouw was, but Kashamie had no clue in hell how she was supposed to find someone in this crowd. She thought about going to the spaceport and waiting by Maki's ship, but that probably wasn't the best idea.
All she knew about this Maki was that she had short blonde hair, and she wore a lot of black. So far, no one matched that description. Several people were blonde, and several wore a lot of black, but none had both characteristics. She gave up very quickly.
She went and sat down on a bench. A smell caught her nose. French fries. Kashamie's mouth watered and her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten much in the past two days. Although, she didn't have any money to buy food. MRE's were her diet now, and those things tasted like crap. What she would give for a hamburger, or even a salad.
She was depressing herself even more. She had to find this Maki, or she wouldn't be eating any good food for awhile. She placed her hands down on the bench and pushed herself up. Then, she continued to search.
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The sun had already gone down when she returned to the spaceport, to her ship. Then, luck went to her side. A woman was crossing the landing field. She had short blonde hair, and was dressed all in black. This was her! This was Maki Zouw, the woman she had been searching for.
Kashamie knew she had to move fast. She made sure she had her pistols and her whip, then she quietly approached the woman.
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A/N Sorry this one is so short. I'll make up for it in other chapters.
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Heifon was busy as ever, and as noisy as ever. The Assassin Guild said this was where Maki Zouw was, but Kashamie had no clue in hell how she was supposed to find someone in this crowd. She thought about going to the spaceport and waiting by Maki's ship, but that probably wasn't the best idea.
All she knew about this Maki was that she had short blonde hair, and she wore a lot of black. So far, no one matched that description. Several people were blonde, and several wore a lot of black, but none had both characteristics. She gave up very quickly.
She went and sat down on a bench. A smell caught her nose. French fries. Kashamie's mouth watered and her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten much in the past two days. Although, she didn't have any money to buy food. MRE's were her diet now, and those things tasted like crap. What she would give for a hamburger, or even a salad.
She was depressing herself even more. She had to find this Maki, or she wouldn't be eating any good food for awhile. She placed her hands down on the bench and pushed herself up. Then, she continued to search.
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The sun had already gone down when she returned to the spaceport, to her ship. Then, luck went to her side. A woman was crossing the landing field. She had short blonde hair, and was dressed all in black. This was her! This was Maki Zouw, the woman she had been searching for.
Kashamie knew she had to move fast. She made sure she had her pistols and her whip, then she quietly approached the woman.
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A/N Sorry this one is so short. I'll make up for it in other chapters.