Inazuma Dorobo
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inazuma burst through the door only to be greeted by a burning fist. "YOURE LATE!! LOOK AT AALL THE WORK THAT MUST BE DONE!!" she pointed at a stack of papers. Inazuma grabbed one and read it aloud. " Dear Kasai, They are coming one in Konjou and another towards you. Ge-"Kasai snatched the paper out of Inazuma's hands "NOT THAT YOU MORON THIS?!" she handed him a paper. Once again he began reading. "Lost cat.......AGAIN?! This is the fifth time this week she lost that stupid cat. I'm not doing it. We all know that stupid cat is at suki's place. I'm telling Sai, Suki cooks cats." Kasai swiftly punched Inazuma in the head. "No she doesn't moron. Besides if you know where the cat is why don't you go get it." Kasai said while folding her arms. "Because.... I hate cats." Inazuma said as an excuse. "Yeah right, it's probably because that cat puts up a fight." Kasai said laughing at Inazuma.
~30 Minutes Later~
Inazuma came limping in with scratches on his face. Kasai began laughing "Oh man. I love that cat." Kasai said. Inazuma just looked at her and sat down. "Never again. Next time that cat gets lost it's staying lost." He said laying back. "So whats next? Give Old man Jenkins a sponge bath?" "No not yet. You can relax for now. Go take a nap or something." She said tossing Inazuma a pillow. He grabbed a pillow and walked to the back and began to sleep.
Fozzil and Tom were now casually walking the streets of Ryotokai. The crowds and places selling things seemed to act as the lifeblood of the city.
Fozzil was taking a look at the sales they had going on, while Tom was right beside him, his long sleeves wered down, hands in his pocket and hood covering his skin from the sun. It made him look suspicious, but no one seemed to give it a second thought.
"So, find any good buys...?" Tom asked Fozzil. A small black vase caught Tom's eye. He picked it up, his hands emitting little smoke. With red and gold imprints deocrating the facade, it had a sinister look to it, but when he looked inside it was empty. An ordinary vase. He placed it back down on table, his hand slipping back into his pocket. "So... Anything?" He asked again, turning to Fozzil.
"Huh...? Oh, yes!" Fozzil responded, his focus turning to Tom. He held up a small minature dinosaur figure carved from a clay-like substance. He smiled and said "I found this little guy here! This guy turns earth into minature animals and containers!" Fozzil finished, pointing to the man behind the table.
"I believe he's called a sculptor." Tom told Fozzil, doling out a bit of knowledge from his travels. The scupltor, who was rather young. His eyes showed age and hands that showed skill. He nodded in agreement to Tom's claim.
"Indeed, I have refined my works here and am now selling them to those who apreciate art. Although, I have been lacking in sales as of late..." The sculptor flatly.
"OH! I'll support you, sir!" Fozzil said, pulling out a small bag, that held varying peices of rare rocks and small gem fragments.
Tom's eyes widened. "I didn't think Fozzil had this much on him...!" He thought to himself. Other bystanders joined in their amazement.
"I'll give you these two sliver pieces and a gem fragment for this, sir." He said, holding up the dinosaur figure.
"Well, it's not worth that much..." The scupltor said, his face not wavering at the sight of such valuables.
"I believe it's worth it!" Fozzil reinsated. The man saw the vigorin his eyes. He couldn't say not to such determination.
"Okay, boy! I'll sell." The man laughed, taking the two silver and gem piece and hiding them away in a another pouch. Fozzil couldn't be happier. Tom saw his happiness and smiled.
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Fozzil clasped the figure joyously as he walked further through the streets. Tom followed behind him. They still neded to fins Inazum and give him a letter.
You know, you could have paid less and still gotten it, right?" Tom asked him curiously.
"Yes, I know, but I know qulaity when I see it!" He grinned. He then placed the figure in his pocket, tapping it to make sure it slid in.
The suddenly, a scent crawled into Fozzil nose. It was... familiar. It wasn';t food, but a person.
Didn't we have to deliver something to... Inazuma?" He asked, keeping track of the scent.
"Yes, why do you ask?" Tom responded.
"I think I found him. He's in there!."
Fozzil point to a small building. They both looked up at it. It had people going in and out, some carrying letters and packages. It seemed rather busy today.
"Okay then. Let's head in and give them this. Then we can meet up with Jenna." Tom said, starting inside.
"Sure thing, Crispy." Fozzil said, repsonding to a small bit of smoke coming from Tom when they both looked up at the building.
The moved through the crowd and walked in. Fozzil and Tom walked around for a bit. Fozzil's sense of smell. led him to the back of the room.
"Hey, Ina!" Fozzil yelled noticing Inazuma's snowy hair on a pillow. Both him and Tom walked up to him.
"Whatcha' doin'?" Fozzil asked.
Meanwhile Tomw hipped out a letter from his pocket. "By the way, this is from Tetsu. Seemed important, so we stopped by." He smiled, handing him the letter.
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