Post by Aina on Sept 18, 2017 0:46:04 GMT
A brand new dogi hung from within the bags upon Aina’s side. For once she was going to try and do things without the support system of the military. In order to achieve this goal she went to the one place that it seemed to was the place that her half sister went to and earned her own stripes. Inhaling and exhaling she had memorized the directions that she had been given. Her form fitted military uniform allowing her to glide through the air with relative ease.
Her destination was a place far off within the Southern Islands. A place that the person who she had gotten the dogi from had told her was were the master of the order was now residing. This was but a cryptic clue as it seemed that they were not ones to be direct with things. So there she was flying through the salty air over the southern seas in the desperate hope that she would find this place. After a few hours of flight time she arrived on a small uninhabited island. Grabbing the small drink from her canteen she would pull up the map within the visor she wore. The events from off world chiming in as things seemed to be hitting a fever pitch. This pitch she knew could not last forever and she would have to find a place to crash soon as it seemed that the sun was starting its downward trend for the night.
Taking another deep breath of the salty air she would notice that there was another island about an hours flight from there. This was going to be the last of the searching before she called a night. With another burst of energy she would take off and head toward this island. As the time went on she wondered if it was the idea was any good. Though that idea would slip away as she finally noticed a house on the far horizon.
It would seem that she may of found the place that she was looking for. Flying out at the clearing in front of the house she would land upon the grass and would reach down to the gi. Pulling it out of the bag as she awaited someone to appear and hoped she was in the right place. If someone approached she would speak up. "I am looking for the House of the Turtle Hermit. Is this the right place?"
Her destination was a place far off within the Southern Islands. A place that the person who she had gotten the dogi from had told her was were the master of the order was now residing. This was but a cryptic clue as it seemed that they were not ones to be direct with things. So there she was flying through the salty air over the southern seas in the desperate hope that she would find this place. After a few hours of flight time she arrived on a small uninhabited island. Grabbing the small drink from her canteen she would pull up the map within the visor she wore. The events from off world chiming in as things seemed to be hitting a fever pitch. This pitch she knew could not last forever and she would have to find a place to crash soon as it seemed that the sun was starting its downward trend for the night.
Taking another deep breath of the salty air she would notice that there was another island about an hours flight from there. This was going to be the last of the searching before she called a night. With another burst of energy she would take off and head toward this island. As the time went on she wondered if it was the idea was any good. Though that idea would slip away as she finally noticed a house on the far horizon.
It would seem that she may of found the place that she was looking for. Flying out at the clearing in front of the house she would land upon the grass and would reach down to the gi. Pulling it out of the bag as she awaited someone to appear and hoped she was in the right place. If someone approached she would speak up. "I am looking for the House of the Turtle Hermit. Is this the right place?"