Day of the River

[thekohakuriver]

Haku's river was like a white snake, curling through the city with a comfortable laziness. It was deep in some places, slow-flowing and calm, except where the veiny surface of Stacy jutted up beneath the soil and forced stones and cobbles to bring rapids to life. There was at least one otherwise undamaged road that was no permanently ruined by the

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[galacticfairy]

"Neat trick."

[thekohakuriver]

Haku blinked. A girl? No, a woman. For a moment the dragon-boy just watched her, and tilted his head slightly, as if to find a better angle, before approaching. The water did not ripple under his feet, instead rising to meet each step as if expecting it.

"It isn't a trick," he told her, still deciding, "Who are you?"

[galacticfairy]

"Sheryl," she said primly. "Sheryl Nome."

[thekohakuriver]

Haku inclined his head in recognition, but made no further movement. Shaking hands was a foreign concept, to him, and he'd become increasingly wary of giving out his full name, lately.

"I am called Haku."

[galacticfairy]

"How long are you going to stand out there? Making a lady shout a conversation is the worst."

[thekohakuriver]

He narrowed his eyes, and for a moment thought about walking away. If he'd been free to go where he pleased, he would have- but there was no gaurantee of never seeing this girl again.

She didn't act much like a lady.

Still, Haku paced closer, until he was standing, barefoot, beside her, "What is it?"