Author's note: Hello again! Ok, third chapter and now there's more then one
new person! Woo! But hey...The little one just ran off without looking
twice at Nite. Hmmm, maybe he won't be as important to the story as you
thought. Guess you'll just have to read and see! MWUHAHAHAHA! *Coughs*
Ha ha!! Newnessness!!! Read if you want a deeper description of my Black Mage, Ked. **************************************************************************** *********
Nite was in Bemic for no more then a couple moments before a young kid came barreling right into his gut. Before he could react both of them were on the ground.
Nite looked up at him. He was so small, had to be no older then seven or eight. He clothes were torn and dirty, mus be something he wore on a daily basis. He face was also pretty dirty but it wasn't bad. Looked like any other boy's face who would play outside. His black hair seemed to go out every which way and his eyes were a golden brown. They were filled with worry and maybe even fear. Nite felt started to feel sorry for him, anuone who had to live here must not have that great of a life style.
"Oh I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean that! Honest! I'm just in a rush that's all!" The young boy screamed, quickly jumping off of Nite and running down an alley behind him.
When Nite got up he was bombarded by a horde of people. "Which way did that destructive little Mage go to this time?! He's going to pay for all of my windows he broke!"
They were all crowding Nite, trying to get an answer out of him. These people must be the reason the kid was so scared. He pointed the opposite way that the child ran and the mob followed his directions. Nite shook his head in disgust. He hated this town more and more.
As he started to walk he stepped on something lumpy. He picked it up and looked at it. It was a pouch of some kind and not a very good one at that. He decided to open it to see what was inside. To his surprise it was full of gil! That little boy must have dropped it when they smashed into each other. Nite told himself that he would give the little kid's money back if he ever 'ran' into him again, but until then it would stay safely with him.
*** When the young boy entered the ally he expected his chasers to be right behind him but they were no where in sight. He stopped to catch his breath. He was never great at running for any period of time and now was no exception. He started walking through the ally to his grandfather's house, he knew that he would be safe, no one ever seemed to look for him there.
It took the little child quite a while to weave through the maze of allies that lead to his grandfather's house, but he finally made it. "Hiya Gramps!" The child shouted, busting into the house. "Ked! It's about time you came home! I was getting worried!" His grandfather shouted back. Ked ran over and hugged him as hard as he could. "Hey kiddo! Easy now! Don't want to hurt an old man, do ya?" He choked out.
Ked let go and instantly started to tell his grandfather about his day. He told him about how he accidentally broke all of Ms. Michodie's windows with a thunder spell that was a bit stronger then he had hoped for. He told him about how they chased him out of the store and down the street where he bumped into a strange man dressed in black. He ended the story by telling him how he ran into the ally and lost his chasers.
"Well you had some day there, Ked!" His grandfather pointed out. Ked stood up tall, and beamed with pride, completely forgetting why he went out in the first place. He slapped his hand on his forehead. "Oh man! I completely forgot to go the market!" Ked told his grandfather. Before he was able to say anything in response he was already out the door.
Ked was running down the street as fast as he could when he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. "Where's my gil?" He said aloud, putting his hand into the pocket that he thought it was in. There was a large hole in the bottom of it. Ked frantically searched the ground around him but found nothing. He let out a long sigh and looked down the street. His search for the proverbial needle in a haystack was about to begin.
Ha ha!! Newnessness!!! Read if you want a deeper description of my Black Mage, Ked. **************************************************************************** *********
Nite was in Bemic for no more then a couple moments before a young kid came barreling right into his gut. Before he could react both of them were on the ground.
Nite looked up at him. He was so small, had to be no older then seven or eight. He clothes were torn and dirty, mus be something he wore on a daily basis. He face was also pretty dirty but it wasn't bad. Looked like any other boy's face who would play outside. His black hair seemed to go out every which way and his eyes were a golden brown. They were filled with worry and maybe even fear. Nite felt started to feel sorry for him, anuone who had to live here must not have that great of a life style.
"Oh I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean that! Honest! I'm just in a rush that's all!" The young boy screamed, quickly jumping off of Nite and running down an alley behind him.
When Nite got up he was bombarded by a horde of people. "Which way did that destructive little Mage go to this time?! He's going to pay for all of my windows he broke!"
They were all crowding Nite, trying to get an answer out of him. These people must be the reason the kid was so scared. He pointed the opposite way that the child ran and the mob followed his directions. Nite shook his head in disgust. He hated this town more and more.
As he started to walk he stepped on something lumpy. He picked it up and looked at it. It was a pouch of some kind and not a very good one at that. He decided to open it to see what was inside. To his surprise it was full of gil! That little boy must have dropped it when they smashed into each other. Nite told himself that he would give the little kid's money back if he ever 'ran' into him again, but until then it would stay safely with him.
*** When the young boy entered the ally he expected his chasers to be right behind him but they were no where in sight. He stopped to catch his breath. He was never great at running for any period of time and now was no exception. He started walking through the ally to his grandfather's house, he knew that he would be safe, no one ever seemed to look for him there.
It took the little child quite a while to weave through the maze of allies that lead to his grandfather's house, but he finally made it. "Hiya Gramps!" The child shouted, busting into the house. "Ked! It's about time you came home! I was getting worried!" His grandfather shouted back. Ked ran over and hugged him as hard as he could. "Hey kiddo! Easy now! Don't want to hurt an old man, do ya?" He choked out.
Ked let go and instantly started to tell his grandfather about his day. He told him about how he accidentally broke all of Ms. Michodie's windows with a thunder spell that was a bit stronger then he had hoped for. He told him about how they chased him out of the store and down the street where he bumped into a strange man dressed in black. He ended the story by telling him how he ran into the ally and lost his chasers.
"Well you had some day there, Ked!" His grandfather pointed out. Ked stood up tall, and beamed with pride, completely forgetting why he went out in the first place. He slapped his hand on his forehead. "Oh man! I completely forgot to go the market!" Ked told his grandfather. Before he was able to say anything in response he was already out the door.
Ked was running down the street as fast as he could when he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. "Where's my gil?" He said aloud, putting his hand into the pocket that he thought it was in. There was a large hole in the bottom of it. Ked frantically searched the ground around him but found nothing. He let out a long sigh and looked down the street. His search for the proverbial needle in a haystack was about to begin.