Wander

[FallenAngel]

Why a port? This really didn't make any sense to him. He hated water, for one thing. And, he didn't have any intention of getting on a ship bound for any place, at that matter. He could just... fly, to said destination.

Hashim gripped his cloak tighter around himself. He hated wearing the thing. It was very uncomfortable, having his wings pressed this close and tight against his body. And it was very strenuous to do so for hours on end. Why did he wear the thing? Oh yeah. Never knew when there were angel hunters around. That would not be good. Not at all.

His eyes stared straight through anyone and anything. He was just looking for the other side of town, where there would be less people, where he would be able to lose to ridiculous cloak and fly.

His left hand vaguely traced his sword hilt. The black, jagged handle felt cold to his touch. Haven't had to use it in a while. Probably a good thing... He thought wryly to himself. He wondered when he would get into some trouble... he nearly always did.

[enderfire]

The cloaked figure sat on the docks, swinging his feet slightly and looking down at the water at his reflection. No matter how much he looked, he could still see something familiar about the eyes looking back at him. Yet, he just couldn't find where he had seen it. It was a bit sad, really... but maybe more travelling would get him somewhere.

Standing him, he turned around... and immediately noticed someone else in a cloak, far away from him and looking like he had something to hide. For some odd reason, Hitori dashed forward at a quick pace. Suddenly, he heard someone yell out, "Hey! You in the cloak!"

Stopping, he turned around to face a burly man taller than he was. The man looked like he wanted to pick a fight for no reason at all. In his politest voice, he asked, "Can I help you, sir?"

"Yes, you can. You can be my new... punching bag. My old one ran away this morning... and now I'm really angry." He gave a crooked smile, then let fly a punch at the boy. Or tried to, really. Slowing down time slightly, Hitori dashed behind and pulled out his staff, swinging it hard and slamming the man towards (who would've thought it?) the cloaked figure...

[FallenAngel]

Hashim heard an crash, a bang, and he turned to see a man flying towards him. Without a change in his expression, he merely took a step to the side and let the poor individual crash into a pile of empty crates and barrels. The crowd around him paused to stare at Hashim, the man, and the kid who had given the man a free flight towards unconciousness before going back about their business.

Hashim stared at the kid... probably couldn't be more than around seventeen or sixteen. "You know, you could have taunted the guy a bit more before knocking him out. It's much more fun that way." His face was still impassive and no expression could be pried out of his dark eyes.

[enderfire]

Surprisingly enough, the cloaked figure seemed to be used to this, as he kept a straight face and stepped out of the way to let the man fly past ungracefully. This, unfortunately, attracted a little attention on the three people. As the cloaked one said something about a little more taunting, Hitori smiled.

"Yes? Well, I don't think I needed to. I only taunt people... that are worthy to be taunted." He put his staff back on his back, and continued, "What about you? You seem used to have people flying at you in an untimely manner." Even as he said this, the man had gotten up and run off, yelling about how some strong kid had gone at the speed of light and knocked him into a bunch of crates...

[FallenAngel]

Hashim snorted. He still kept his right hand on his cloak clasp, and one tracing his sword. He shrugged slightly, "Let's just say that I have advanced reflexes and leave it at that."

He really wanted to let it at that. Leading more onto this topic might have him bringing back memories that he really didn't want to remember. It irked him on how bad his past was that it was painful to think about. He didn't like pain. Then again, who did?

[enderfire]

Apparently, this guy did not want to continue any part of this conversation... which was okay. The only thing Hitori now wanted to find out was what the bundled mass on the boy's back was. Not wanting to startle the figure, the boy just changed the subject. He would ask about the bundle later...

"Well, in any case... I'm glad no one got hurt. It would be a shame to cause any more commotion than need be... and I'm not particularly big about crowds." Turning away and not saying any more, Hitori walked away slowly. Hopefully, this mysterious boy would run after him and talk some more...

[FallenAngel]

Hashim knew when someone wanted to continue on with a conversation, even when they didn't say out loud. This was one of those in particular. The kid was walking abnormally slow, too slow for his liking.

But, he wasn't the one to 'run after.' Instead, he yawned casually and called out, "What's your name?" Casual.

[enderfire]

Hitori slowed to a halt, turning around to face the figure in front of him. It looked as if the boy knew that he wanted to continue talking, but wasn't willing to run after him. Fine. Everyone was different... this was one of those people who didn't want to look like a fool.

Heading to where the figure was standing, he said quietly, "Y'know, its common courtesy to give your name before asking someone else the same question. I'll let it pass, though..." Sweeping into a bow, he said, "Hitori, at your service. Perhaps you've heard rumors about me?"