8:05am
STREETS OF PHLADELPHIA
The figure-in-black watched silently as he saw the boy leave his house. "So..off to school? Going to the premature battlefield once again. But it does not start for an hour and you'll surely arrive there in fifteen minutes.. why would you go so early? Hmm..I admit this boy is somewhat interesting..he *saw* me, yet no one else can--well, except for that *priest*. Why?"
He followed the boy, noticing how he walks. "He seems so sure of himself, so determined that he cannot fail. So certain that he will suceed in whatever task he undertakes in that school. And certain that when he leaves, he will make it home alive, let alone in one piece. Hah! He does not expect the unexpected! And if and when an attack comes..he WILL fail."
The man looked at what the child was carrying, as he walked (unseen) behind him into the two-story building. "And what is with the satchel bag you're carrying? What's in there, books and papers? Don't you have a backpack, like all the other students? Hmmph. One would think you carry herbs to care for the sick..why don't you go all the way and wear sandals, a brim-hat, and dye your hair grey?! What are you trying to *look* like, a Shaolin priest like CAINE?!!"
He cursed the name of his sworn enemy. "What am I doing in another state? How did my soul travel so very far from my place of death, from outside of Chinatown? How could I have been pulled *here*? Chao ni ma bi, gan diao ren! I will make you PAY, Kwai Chang Caine!!!"
STREETS OF PHLADELPHIA
The figure-in-black watched silently as he saw the boy leave his house. "So..off to school? Going to the premature battlefield once again. But it does not start for an hour and you'll surely arrive there in fifteen minutes.. why would you go so early? Hmm..I admit this boy is somewhat interesting..he *saw* me, yet no one else can--well, except for that *priest*. Why?"
He followed the boy, noticing how he walks. "He seems so sure of himself, so determined that he cannot fail. So certain that he will suceed in whatever task he undertakes in that school. And certain that when he leaves, he will make it home alive, let alone in one piece. Hah! He does not expect the unexpected! And if and when an attack comes..he WILL fail."
The man looked at what the child was carrying, as he walked (unseen) behind him into the two-story building. "And what is with the satchel bag you're carrying? What's in there, books and papers? Don't you have a backpack, like all the other students? Hmmph. One would think you carry herbs to care for the sick..why don't you go all the way and wear sandals, a brim-hat, and dye your hair grey?! What are you trying to *look* like, a Shaolin priest like CAINE?!!"
He cursed the name of his sworn enemy. "What am I doing in another state? How did my soul travel so very far from my place of death, from outside of Chinatown? How could I have been pulled *here*? Chao ni ma bi, gan diao ren! I will make you PAY, Kwai Chang Caine!!!"