001 ~ ୧☉□☉୨ ~ Exploring

[thegreatninja]

Who; Yuffie Kisaragi and her victims~! aka you!!!
What; Exploring the City & getting into trouble.
Where; Market, Arena & Docks.
When; 07/06 - 07/09
Warnings; None


The sun dropped below the horizon and the soft orange glow of dusk was soon to fade into the darkening sky of night. The stars had yet to wink into existence as the young ninja princess made her way from the red building to the nearby roofs of the grand ballroom, heading towards the noble district that laid on its opposite side. She had gotten a rough idea of the city's layout over the last few days but planned to gather information on locations of interest.

Her top clung to her skin as the humidity of the day ebbed and chilled. It wasn't cool but the heat wasn't so unbearable that Yuffie couldn't pull a hood over her short dark hair. Accompanying the splashes of black was a pair of tan khaki shorts and knee-high travel boots that somehow kept their grip on the smooth tile she stood on. Dark eyes scanned the horizon and streets before making a running leap from the roof of the grand ballroom to the district that lead her towards the area.

She's heard a bit about the Arena from eavesdropping on the general populace but it didn't tell her what she wanted to know. Was it a cruel sport or was it the entertainment that it appeared to be? Did they have Phenix Downs or potions for those who took damage? If they did, they probably had some to spare. After all, this was a dangerous new town and she needed some insurance so that she could heal herself if she got into trouble.

After the attempted theft at the Arena, Yuffie circled back towards the market. It appeared as if there were primarily stalls set up during the day but some of the shops looked to be open late into the evening. It appeared as if many of those shops were located closer to the taverns and other establishments where people got wasted.

Over the next few days, Yuffie split her time between the market and exploring the shadier side of the docks. She asked to work part-time at a few places but quickly thought better of it when she noticed the prevalence of the city guard. They appeared to take their job very seriously and probably didn't put up with her type of misconduct. Even so, Yuffie found it difficult not to pocket items that looked interesting. She didn't think it was bad, after all, they gave them money, so things here were already weird and didn't make sense. Maybe nothing was really worth anything or why else would they gift them money for free. So this was probably fine.

Her adventures at the dock were a bit more exciting. Not only did she kick some guy's asses who had thought to corner and steal from her but she stole from them in return. It was a shame they didn't have anything more interesting on them, if they had she might not have also stolen their paints. Any useless items that Yuffie stole would be dumped into the water but the valuables were kept in the various bags and pockets on her. The key was to have too many pockets for a pick-pocketer to think of you as an easy target. Naturally, Yuffie was anything but an easy target.

After some time of exploring she found a dock that didn't look like it was falling apart and sat at its end. Her eyes stared down at the wildlife that filled the water and she wondered if a lot of the food here was like the food from Wutai. It was also fairly close to the coast and the river that ran through the country brought enough fish inland to supply the small country. The thought made her miss home as a sudden pang of distress ached in her chest.

It was stupid but it was quiet moments that reminded Yuffie of everything that she'd left behind... everything that she was fighting for.

It annoyed the shit out of her.

[ooc: feel free to find her anywhere that's listed in the prompt, doing things illegally or otherwise. I am honestly open to anything and playing it out. Of course, if she gets caught she'll give the items back and I am totally open to community service or some form of punishment. Hit me up :D]

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The Docks

[skyward_eyes]

It wasn't often Nida came out here in the evenings. But sometimes work demanded, and there had been rumors. Rumors of a new thief working over parts of the town, one the other guards were having a bit more trouble with than normal. And Nida? Well, he was known to be a bit better at handling those out of the common cases than other people were. It came, mostly, from the fact that he'd once worked as a spy (among other things) back home.

Still, it took him a few days to follow all the rumors and whispers to find that the target had moved toward the docks it seemed. And here, one evening, he found a young woman sitting along at the dock. One who, from how she looked and dressed, probably wasn't a native.

And Nida, well, for now he was happy he hadn't shown up in his guard gear. If this really was a newer arrival, he owed it to them to talk first, before acting in his duties.

"It's a good view from here, right?" he asked as he strode slowly down the dock toward the sitting figure.

[monochromatically]

Yuffie had a small, very good stalker that day. Someone had taken note of the new face in the city (he always did, after all) and slipped back into his habit of following the newcomer till he could get a decent read on what kind of person they may be. After all, one of these times, the boy was sure this world was going to bring in someone who was worthy of being wary of. More than just the general, unfounded anxiety he got around the excessively tall people that were here (who were all great people, even with his discomfort).

And when your survival banked on not being noticed by adults with the sharp senses of a predator? It meant you were really good at being a quiet little shadow, only noted sometimes off the corner of one’s vision once in a while when he got a little too eager or close (it had been a while since the boy was in his world, after all).

This new face, though? She was kinda weird, in Mono’s opinion. She seemed to just be taking stuff from people at random, and pocketing it without the person having any knowledge that something had been taken from their person! Why was she doing that? Didn’t she know she could get her own stuff at the market? Or was it stuff she couldn’t afford to get that she needed? Mono could understand that if it was food… But it wasn’t food she was taking, now was it?

Given there was safety in being up high, and he was getting very good at moving around ledges of buildings and rooftops thanks to Nida’s training, Mono had largely been following that way. He was sure certain people would be vaguely concerned by the sight… But Mono was comfortable by this point, and he was too caught up in his curiosity. So as the woman stopped after… who knew what number of encounters? To check her pockets, he figured, Mono sat down on the ledge and tilted his head slightly at her. She didn’t seem dangerous, aside from her very sticky fingers. “Why’re you taking so much stuff from people?” He finally asked, brim of his newsboy cap pulled low over his dark eyes. His question was out of the blue, quick, and to the point.

And pretty obviously non-threatening, despite the slight eeriness of his sudden reveal in general.

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[thegreatninja]

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Yeah! Lets do that!

[Yuffie is a live in the now kind of person.]

Cloud! Is he grumping all over this city too? Cool. I'll have to pop in and say hi. [In the most obnoxious way possible.]

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[thegreatninja]

Continue from here.

"Of course I know them." She looked back at Leon like he was crazy. "And Tifa and Vincent and all the others. How do you know them?" This was making less and less sense.

It was starting to give her a headache.

"Whatever. Looks like there is nothing here. probably a ghost or something." Because ghosts were totally normal.

Yuffie straightened and walked away from the roof edge to take a look at this weird stranger who knew her. She stopped in front of him and then walked around him like a hawk. "I think I'd remember someone as cute as you."

docks

[neurotoxicity]

Vampires, like more Inderland races, were mostly nocturnal. A living vampire like Ivy didn't have the problems with the sun that an undead did, but somehow they'd still developed a distinct preference for when the sun began to go down. Despite her time here that preference hadn't faded away. It just came more naturally to her, especially when she was in the mood to hunt.

That mood was what had her out wandering the docks just as the sun was setting. She'd headed to the seedier side of things, a place where people might be too drunk to think twice about letting someone bite into them. Back home if she'd wanted something like this she might have chosen a club, but here? There weren't such easy options and she struggled more than she wanted to admit to people. It wasn't a good system but she hadn't killed anyone. That was something, right? At least that was what she told herself. There were a lot of things she had to tell herself to make herself feel less pathetic and messed up over the entire thing.

At least she fit the part, dressed in black leather pants, a black shirt with long mesh sleeves, and boots that looked like they were made for kicking doors in. Her long black hair hid part of her face as she let out a sigh. It was all set to be a great night of brooding, until it was rudely interrupted by an attempted theft. She'd caught the scent of someone before she actually felt them reaching. Ivy reached a quick hand out to try to grab the would be thief by the wrist, pupils dilating to make her eyes appear almost completely black.

"Can I help you?"