[COMPLETE] This burning feeling adds to my grief-
Characters: Kristoph Gavin & Kawakami Bansai [thedevilsmile & frissonictone]
Content: One target to slay. One assassin to do the job. One incident that sets fate into motion.
Setting: Around the makeshift town, but eventually...
Time: Evening, running concurrently with this log.
Warnings: Blood, some gore and overall, violence.
On that fateful night, Kristoph Gavin had decided to take a walk outside of the vessel.
It wasn't exceptionally rare or anything of that sort for him-in fact, it was a bit of a habit for the quartermaster. Walks like these helped a lot when he had to plot think about the many things that were floating in his head-from the recent incidents to the ones of the past, from friends to enemies and those he loathed so much (a certain individual came to mind at that quickly) and his plans for the near future. The races were still getting prepared after all, and it didn't seem like they were going to start anytime soon.
Heading out of the docks, the evening bustle of the town was quite something else-one could say it was something like a night market, what with all the noise that was still happening. Children and adults all swarming around (why children were even here, Kristoph decided not to ask himself that) and the hustle and bustle of the area was more than evident. As much as he needed some peace and quiet to think, Kristoph started to go along with the stalls first-walking down the lane as he glanced around and took note of each and every stall.
Even if this was just a leisure stroll, the blond still kept a mind and an eye out for details. Who knows, they could possibly be useful for some situation or another-he really wouldn't put it past anything or anyone.
Content: One target to slay. One assassin to do the job. One incident that sets fate into motion.
Setting: Around the makeshift town, but eventually...
Time: Evening, running concurrently with this log.
Warnings: Blood, some gore and overall, violence.
On that fateful night, Kristoph Gavin had decided to take a walk outside of the vessel.
It wasn't exceptionally rare or anything of that sort for him-in fact, it was a bit of a habit for the quartermaster. Walks like these helped a lot when he had to plot think about the many things that were floating in his head-from the recent incidents to the ones of the past, from friends to enemies and those he loathed so much (a certain individual came to mind at that quickly) and his plans for the near future. The races were still getting prepared after all, and it didn't seem like they were going to start anytime soon.
Heading out of the docks, the evening bustle of the town was quite something else-one could say it was something like a night market, what with all the noise that was still happening. Children and adults all swarming around (why children were even here, Kristoph decided not to ask himself that) and the hustle and bustle of the area was more than evident. As much as he needed some peace and quiet to think, Kristoph started to go along with the stalls first-walking down the lane as he glanced around and took note of each and every stall.
Even if this was just a leisure stroll, the blond still kept a mind and an eye out for details. Who knows, they could possibly be useful for some situation or another-he really wouldn't put it past anything or anyone.