Time to Just Get Away.

[Shin]

Shin had never liked ships, at least not the ones that traveled long distances. He didn’t mind the small ferries inland that would take you across the wide spot on a river, or across a lake. But the large three mast merchant ship he was now on, while easily the largest ship he had ever been on, was tiny and insignificant when he compared it to the might of the sea. At times during the trip Shin was sure the large waves were going to send them all to their deaths at the bottom of the ocean. But it hadn’t and that was no doubt due to the skill of the crew which Shin was ultimately thankful for.

Kakita, a very Cizokian like name Shin noted, was slowly coming into better view. The closer they got the more Shin was able to piece out what the city looked like, at the moment all he saw was the larger buildings on the coastline, the people were mere ants moving about the backdrop of the city. Based on the stories he had heard from others on the merchant ship he was lead to believe that the culture was somewhat similar to his own, which Shin hoped would aid him in fitting in.

Shin still wore his large black with blue trimmed overcoat and matching boots. At first, after previous events, he hadn’t been sure if he was still going to where it but given it’s ability to hide him from Shades, which had still lingered on the other continent, he thought it wise. Second, it helped to hide his blue hair. At his hip he wore katana, which one hand rested comfortably on out of habit while the thumb on his other hand was hooked around the belt of his coat. He also wore a second katana, this one across his back with the hilt protruding out from coat over his right shoulder.

He stood near the front of the ship, staring out from under the cowl of his hood. He wondered if he would be able to find a new life here, surely he could become a sell-sword again, but that no longer appealed to him. He could also be a bandit…but again that was not something he wanted for himself. It struck Shin then that he had very little skills besides his skill with the blade, perhaps he would remedy that here he mused.

[Iskander]

Juichi

All around Shin the crew of the ship shouted to each other in a language that was tantalizingly similar to Cizokian, but still absolutely foreign in the end. Words caught when not paying attention sounded understandable, but the moment Shin focused on them they'd vanish into gibberish. It had been like that for most of the voyage, as only the ship's captain spoke any of the common tongue of the Cizokian continent. Even that was broken and heavily accented.

The captain swaggered up to stand beside Shin, holding a hand above his eyes to shade them from the sun. "Shin-man here now. This Kikita. We stop here. Go no more. Shin-man go other. Find undead maybe. Undead find Shin-man maybe." The captain laughed and lowered his hand. His laugh was throaty and his voice was deep for one from the Twin Countries. He was armed with cutlass and pistol, both worn openly and casually. He had a habit of touching his weapons when he didn't like what someone said to him. He'd even executed a crew member during the voyage, with only a muttered word, "thief", and a shrug as explanation to Shin.

The ship slid smoothly into an open space at the docks and the crew swarmed across the deck. Ramps were lowered and the sails and lines of the ship were secured in their places. The captain had wandered away from Shin to shout orders in the language that was so similar to Cizok's, but he returned soon enough. "Shin-man go now." The captain held out a hand, gesturing impatiently. "Pay now. Go now. Or feed undead. Pay now!" He was grinning at Shin, with one hand on his pistol and the other gesturing. He was missing a great number of teeth, and the few he had left were brown and foul.

Shin had reached the Twin Countries of the Kirin.

[Shin]

Among things Shin did not like, like this boat, the boats captain was also on that list. The man was efficient and skilled at what he did but Shin thought of him as a bit of a heartless bastard, and cowardly. Anyone that used a gun was cowardly to Shin, it was a clumsy loud weapon that took no skill to use.

He had ignored the Captain as much as possible during the trip, thankful that the man gave him a ride, but that was where the line ended. When they pulled into the harbor and the man wanted his pay Shin briefly toyed with the idea of cutting his arm off, but only briefly.

Reluctant to give up what coin he had, which was a rather decent amount but all of which he knew he would need, he reached inside one of the pockets at the front of his coat and pulled out a rather hefty bag bulging with coins and gems, from that bag he pulled out a second smaller with the amount owed and tossed it over to the captain.

“Thank you.”

It was all the Captain was going to get from the young warrior, with nothing but what he had on his person Shin would make his way off the ship, and start to walk down the dock. He wasn’t really sure where to begin looking for a job, so he merely picked a direction along the coast and began to walk.

[Shin]

<Sorry to do this, I gotta pull Shin out the plot before it gets to far. I'd still like to be in it, but I just have to use a different character.>

[Iskander]

OOC: Lol. S'cool. Better to do it now, as opposed to when things get far in. XD

[Shin]

Agreed. But I would still like to be in the plot, and have another character to use if thats ok?

[Iskander]

Yeah. Just send me a PM and we'll figure things out.