The Basic RP

((I said i would let Av have the first post, but he is not around and had not made a character yet, so. Im going))

Levi pumped his legs as he ran to the top of the final pillar of sand. He was breathing heavy from his sprint. It seemed he was not yet used to the heat in the dersert. He looked at his empty keg. He really wanted something to drink. When he looked in front of him he nearly fell over in surprize. Somehow or another, he had stumbled across the city of Agriba, City of the Sands.
He stood there for a few minutes, absorbing all the sites and sounds. Then feeling the sun directly over head. He started his easy trot down the dune. As he made his way down his eyes strayed and he noticed far off in the distance mountains. Mountains with green on them. Finally. I can get out of this desert.
He entered the city.

((i got allot to say so go to the ooc thread))

Levi walked on the losely crowded street, keeping to the shadows. It was not that he did not want to be seen, but rather wanted to stay out of the sun as much as possible. His nose twiched as he smelt the smell of a forge. He stopped in mid-stride, leg up in the air, not yet put down. First he looked at his beaten up katana then at his purse. He put his foot down ans sharply turned right fluiently on the ball of his foot. Headed for the rear of the smithy. He really didn't like going through front doors and if he got lucky he could see the smith at work.

He paused in the doorway. Sorry for intruding... He didn't finish. A weird scene stood still infront of him. Two guys stood in front of him looking as if they had just come back from an errand. But that wouldn't be strange if not for two other startled men in the room looking every part of a theif. Then one of the errand guys had a pistal out pointed at the thief like men. Finally he noticed the smith, knocked out in the cornor. Just what had he stumbled into?

Levi stood up. He had no reason to be kneeling anymore. He took the katana from he waist and held it out infront of him. I was coming to see the smithies skills. Then depending on wheather i liked them or not I was going to replace my beaten up katana for a new one. He said honestly. He then even offered a small smile.

Levi sighed and jumped the counter that seperated the front a back of the store. He had wanted a newly made sword, but now he knew that it was not going to be happening any time soon. And that would break his time scheldual. He scanned over all the swords on display. There were swords that rich people would buy. Decerated elaberatly, but were only truly good for display. What he was looking for was something else. A sword that had a heart. Just when he was about to give up a black katana caught his eye. He walked over to the barrel that was placed in the cornor and withdrew the sword. As soon as he held it in his hands. This sword was worth more then all of the other swords put together.
Feeling the anticipation he took it out of the sheath. It was a work of art. The blade was black but where it would cut white snaked back and forth. To get this kind of color from a sword was not normal. He really wanted to test this sword out. He reached into his overcoat and brought out a sheet of paper. He held it up to his mouth and blew softly. Causing the paper to rise and then start its fall to the floor. He grasped the sword with both hands and slashed down. he sheath the sword as the paper hit the ground. He picked up the paper. It was unmarked, except for a small nick at the end. You don't want to submit that easily huh? He held the black katana that was all black exept for a small white string coming out from the end and called to the two other men. I want to buy this sword. It was in the bargin bin. How much for it? He had found a sword with a heart.

Just when Levi was about to say he din't know how, someone ran into the smithy from the front door. He turned his head as the door closed, revealing a blond girl who was breathing slightly hard. The first thought that came into his head was that she was one of the most pretty girls he had ever seen. She spoke quickly, Sorry I'm late. She quickly moved to the smiths side obvisouly familar with the store. She quickly examined him. It seems like its nothing serious.

ooc: green is now Alices color. And feel free to control her as well as himself (not my character Im say i will control her too)

Hi Al. So how exactly did the Smith get knocked out. Oh... The Jonin looked over at the youth. We'll be with you momentarily. Journeyman, assist him please.
The Journeyman went to the counter to assist. Mumbling, he said, Check the sheath with your 'pad and beam me the price. He then held out the shop datapad.I am warning you, you may not want to buy that. He then looked over his shoulder, Don't you guys be talking about anything when I'm not there. And keep distance between you both.
Two voices called synchronously, Shut up!
ooc: im tired

Oh... thats right, my 'pad. He took an 'pad out of his overcoat, from which everything seemed to come out of. He was glad he had picked it up from that theif that had tried and failed to pickpocket him. He quickly scanned the sheath and beamed the journyman the price. 1000 silvers? Thats not too much. He prepaired to get the money but something on the Journymans face made him stop. He looked at the sword. By anychance is this sword cursed?

ooc: If the price is too cheap change it. (its 100 gold) and please say the swords cursed.

He lifted his eyebrow and said, Then lets see this curse. He unsheathed the sword, revieling its pitch black blade. He looked at the blade, it would surly cut on touch. Wonder whats stronger. This curse or my luck? He threw the sword up into the air. It spirlaed up then began its spin down. He held out his arm fist clenched, right in the path of the blade.
Move or you'll lose your arm!
He smiled, the sword came down. Poised to slice his arm off. But then the katana spun around his arm and cut deep into the floor. I'll take it.

Levi pointed at himself. Stupidity. He echoed. His head dropped, getting totally depressed. Sensie' its happening again. I'm such an idoit. And even after i tried to change so much by reading all those books. He rambled off a few titles that only schoolers dared to read. But... but, but... a small fire began to burn in his eyes. So what!? Its not easy changing the brain cells you were born with! At this point he was shouting, completly absorbed in himself. The the loudest growl came from his stomac. He gripped his stomic and looked them pleadingly. Know of anyplace to eat? nearly in tears from the hunger.

His hunger made him relize something. He had just made a total fool out of himself! He took the money out of his purse that hanged just off his waist and put it on the table. He picked up the sword. It had burned the Journyman but he felt nothing. It seemed he was the only one this sword wanted to be touched by. With a new look of determination and in an effert to make everyone forget what he had just done, Levi said. So he is ok now? Which means I can go right? He made for the door, this time the front one. Tell him thanks for the sword when he wakes up. As he left the building, Levi thought for some reason he might have just gotten himself into trouble.

ooc: changed it
ooc: changed it again

He walked down the street, new sword in his belt. It was nearly around five it seemed and the sun was starting its slow decline to the east. He spotted a travrin at the end of the street and started to make his way there. As he walked a heavy wind blew there causing sand to stur up from its resting place and ping the walkers of the street without care. To all it was a sudden annoying wind that would eventually pass but to Levi he felt nothing but a gentle kindness that just wanted to play. He reached out his hand and felt the wind. There was no sand around him. There never was. Ever since he had crossed this waistland four days ago he had never had a grain of sand hit him because of the wind.
He never noticed and no one else would either since it would disturb there everyday lives. That slowly, Levi was becoming a wind-walker.

He enter the tavrin as the wind left.

ooc: I think we are at different points in time. So You should be like maybe a day behind or something. But whatever you want to do is fine. were just not at the same time is all im saying so this is either before this day or after.

Levi sat in the tavrin that he had choosen, back to the wall. It was a habbit of his. One that he planned to keep. He scanned the crowd while he ate. No one in pitticular caught his eye. Catent he continued to eat.
By the time he had finished his meal and was about to leave some of his fellow diners had decided that he should pay for there meal. A big man stood on the other side of the table, towering over him. Little boy, if you don't want to die today I say you pay for my meal, and for beer all around. He spoke meanicingly clearly trying to intimitate him. His cronnies snikkered.
You know... Levi said completely unfaised. Alcihoal is bad for old men like you, it gives you a big gut to go with that height of yours. His face twisted he grinned a broad evil grin, enticing the big fellow into a fight.
A vein boldiged at the top of his bold head.Why you brat... he said through gritted teeth. Spying Levi's swords to his right leaning agaist the table he managed to put the idea together of finishing this brat with his own weapons. I'm going to finish you kid. Regret it in the after life! He swiftly moved and grabbed the black sword intent on drawing it andd cutting him down. But as soon as he touched the handle he screamed and stumbled back. He grasped his wrist his face glued to his hand. So was everyone else in the room. Da** you! That sword is cursed!!! Something feel from the mans hand to the floor. It was a piece of melted skin. The hand was melting. I'm going to kill you!!! Enraged he charged Levi.
Kicking the table up he gave it another kick and sent in on a collision course with the berserk man. He took it full force in the stomach. Releasing his dinner as he flew out the door.
All was quiet as he sheathed his swords into his belt. He felt no heat what so ever from his new black one. It had burned that man but he felt nothing. He placed some extra coins on his chair. Sorry for the trouble old man. He said quietly to the bartender behind the bar. He the strold out of the tavrin, stepping over the uncoinsisse corpse in his way. Slowly sound returned to the tavrin. And Levi continued on his way. I need to find an inn to stay at tonight. He looked at the darkening sky then his new sword. And I need to find out about you too.

After about a day and a half Rayne had finally reached the mountains. He gazed a the height of them and thought himself crazy for trying to pass through them. "I have to" He said to himself "I can't go back. No where to go but forward." He said goodbye to his horse and put two heavy sacks weighing about twenty-five to thirty pounds each full of precious jewels and gold onto his back. Then he journeyed onto the great mountains.

ooc; Yay! I finally started! but don't expect me to get by you guys anytime soon.

Levi stepped out of the doorway where he had just spent the night and ate his morning meal. He scanned the street and then looked up at the blazing sun. Its heat falling down and beating apon his head. When his foot first touched the dusty ground was when he became aware of the gunning of engines coming closer to him by the second. As if in a silent agreement all of the passerbyers just seemed evaperate into the air. Something was going on, and he had the feeling that he was going to be part of it, weather he liked it or not.
He moved into the street and turned to his right. He started his solitary walk down the road when the first of the motercycles pulled into the street. The squeel of tires was what wornd him that they were not simple passing bye. Three behind. Three infront. And the nearest alleis were behind both groups. Nice weather we're having today. No one responded to his small talk. Meaning... The growl of an engine from the roofs of the buildings to his right cought his attention. He turned and just managed to duck in time to advoid the flying velicle that was aimed for his head.
It skidded to a halt next to the group of riders that were in front of him. So the boss arives

The biker removed his helment to reveil a mohawk that glisened with sweat in the hot sun. He stepped of the bike as Levi whistled. It was a great looking bike. Completly silver and the excusts were outlined gold. He had to say it took his breath away and he really wanted to drive it. Take it said a voice in his head. His hand moved to his swords on his belt ready to use them. He took a step forward as the mohawked haired man also took a step forward, lightly tossing his black helment onto the bike.
He lit a sigerate and took a puff. Then he dropped the rest to the floor.Terible habit. Hard to break and destroyes your lungs. Making fighting harder. He smiled and spread his hands wide. It seems we have a misunderstanding.
Mis-understanding? Levi said sizing the man up. He looked to be alittle taller then himself, most likely six feet tall and in his early thirties. He was built bigger then himself but looked rather agile. He had a scar from his left ear to his chin, caused by either a sword or knife. He wore a black vest trimmed in tan. Showing off his muscles. He wore some plane brown pants nothing specail. He saw a sword peiring over his right shoulder.
Yep it seems yesterday you beat up one of my men. And normally I could let that go, but it seems you melted his hand too. Making him useless. And I hate that. His arua turned fierce.
Sorry about that. But he was trying to force someone to pay for his meal. I just dealt with it the way I always do. Didnt count on his hand getting melted. Sorry about that. He added as an after thought.
No problem. We still have to fight though. Drawing his katana
If I win can I have your bike?
The man was taken back at that, but then laughed. Sure. But If I win you have to join me.
Fair enough.

They both stood still for a minute. Then with some unknown signal the both ran in. The man took his sword in both hands and Levi drawed the black katana. The both swang. And stood still for a minute. Then Levi walked to the bike a put on the helmet. The riders moved to stop him. Let him go. Its his win. His voice was pained. Whats your name?
Levi. He gunned the engine and took off. Leaving the city and moving towards the mountain.
The man caughed and he noticed the blood now infront of him on the ground. He smirked. Levi huh? he said as he fell forward. Hiding the burn that ate away at his muscle struckture. Not bleeding.

ooc: well that was a long post. Here is what the motercycle looks like

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