Post by Kikuriku Gouken on Dec 13, 2016 15:04:17 GMT -7
7th of the Winter Storm, 5152
District III: Arett
District III: Arett
He had a story.
Kikuriku felt the strong pain of responsibility rushing through him, and he knew that he had to tell someone about the monster he had encountered in the Esper Wood, though he wasn’t exactly sure how to go about it. He knew about a news source nearby that would be the perfect place to tell his story, though he did not know the way.
Artavia’s third district, Arett, reminded Kiku of home. Not because it was anything like the slum in Muerte where he was born – it wasn’t, by the way – but because it was in Arett where Kiku learned the ins and outs of advanced thievery. There were many underground schools dedicated to teaching the basics of lockpicking, pickpocketing and sleight of hand theft, all in an effort to recreate the legend of the Master Thief – the only thief to ever steal from the nearby training facility. No one in any of the schools ever tried to actually steal from it anymore; just meticulous planning and simulating and more planning and more simulating. It seemed like the high likelihood of losing one’s head was an excellent deterrent from thievery.
Though Kiku was a thief, he never had illusions of grandeur like becoming the next Thief of Legend. No, his thieving was only a method to keep him – and for a time, his mother – fed. He did have aspirations of using his criminal background to bag himself a posh wife and some snobby children of his own, but that was years off. For now, it was about making as much money as possible to better finance his revenge against Elias Hare.
But for now, he needed to find out more about Ichabod. Kiku was hoping to head to the Tablet, Fortuna’s number one source for information, and learn something about the man – if there was anything to learn. Ichabod had struck him as the mysterious type, but if there was anywhere for a mystery to be solved, it would be in Artavia. The Land of Stars was a beautiful place steeped in mystery and illusion
This should be the place to get things going. I’ve wasted a lot of time doing other things, when I should’ve been trying to find out more about that man. Can he be trusted? Or will be an enemy of mine? And when will my inner monologue become less dramatic? All this and more and the next episode of Kikuriku: Captain Insano!
Kiku smiled to himself on the streets, and quickly wiped it away for fear of actually being perceived as insane. He looked around at the city; it’s stars in the sky despite the setting sun. He’d hoped that someone was still at the Tablet; at the very least, hoped that someone would come by who could keep him company while he waited for them to open again. Kiku so loved adventure!