Introductions pt1

Prologue
Shit, shit!

This was the young man thought as he ran through the streets of Vale. He had woken late from a combination of his habit of being a deep sleeper and his younger sister not waking him at the scheduled time. Clad in red duster and light brown shirt and pants, as well as dark skin accompanied by a dark gray hat that sat on top of his head made him stand out.

 I gave Ayola one simple job, easy work yet she still screws me over!

The young man continue to curse at his younger sister as he race toward the one of the airship landing pad. He had already miss the first two by two hours and about to miss the third. He continue his sprint. Pushing past crowds and traffic until he made it to the landing pad. He watch in horror as the airship lifted into the air.

“Shit!” he yelled loud enough that crowd of people turned and stare.

“The hell ya’ll looking at?” he asked annoyed.

The crowd quickly return to whatever they were doing hitherto to the young man’s outburst. The young man sighed and took out his scroll from his pocket. He open the tablet-like device to search for another landing pad. After a few seconds of searching he found it, two blocks away. But this one was also departing in thirty minutes. The young man was fast but not that fast. He once again cursed at his luck. From the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of a bus departing from a nearby stop. The number thirty-four was spray painted on it side. The same bus stop route as the landing pad.

Maybe my luck isn’t so bad after all.

The bus started to move. The young man would not be able to make it on time to flag it down. But young man had another trick up his sleeves. He stretched out his arm and focus on the tires. seconds later, four circle shaped glyphs appeared under the tires, and stop the bus dead in the streets. The glyphs would only last five or seconds but that all the boy needed. He raced towards the door and tap on the glass. The door swung open and bus driver look at him with some bewilderment. The young man tip his hat and paid his fair. The bus began to move before the young man could take a seat. He instead opted to stand.

“Next stop,” the bus driver announced,” Vermilion landing pad.”

The bus can to stop and young man casually walked off. Outside, he saw crowd people his age standing in a straight line. The airship itself just began to load on passengers. The young blended into the line as a guard holding a rather large scroll was registering each person that was boarding the airship.

“Next!” the guard yelled and the young man step forward.

“Scroll, greenhorn.”  The guard said.

The young man reached into his pocket, grab the scroll, and handed over to the guard. The guard place the scroll against his. A few seconds later the guard handed the scroll back.

“Ade Ijakumo?” the guard asked.

“You're looking at him.” the young man, Ade, answered.

“You sure you want this bird son?”

“ If this bird going to Beacon then yes.”

“Aye that it is,” the guard said with a grin,”welcome aboard greenhorn.”

Ade tipped his hat and stepped into the airship. After a few minutes of searching, he found an empty bench and sat down. Ade shifted his hat once again to cover his face. It was long ride to Beacon, he might as well take a nap.

“Excuse me,” a female voice asked,” is this seat taken?”

Ade lifted his hat. Before him stood a olive skin teen dress like a nomadic monk carrying a staff. Her eyes were a deep green and hair almost as brown as light chocolate. Her voice lacked the Vale accent he had heard over the years but it had odd sound to it. Almost as if she comes from far off land. Ade put on light smile.

“No,” he said,” plus I wouldn’t mind some company.”

The girl smiled back and sat beside Ade. He moved over a bit so that there was enough space to accompany her staff. As the monk sat down and closed her eyes, Ade took a quick look the examine the monk further. One thing he quickly notice was lack of perfume. She did not wear any makeup or nailpolish. The monk merely allow her natural beauty speak for itself. And, in Ade’s mind, it did. He once again shifted his hat  and laid back.