((ooc: Soul, replied to your message. Read it S.T.A.T. Thank you.))
As Danyael reaches the bar on the scooter, he notices a a teenager trying to fix her scooter. Stopping a few feet away from her, he dismounts from it an approaches her. "Hey. You need any help?", he asks her as she stands up, whiping the sweat from her forehead. "Yeah. This damn thing just went cold on me.", she says in frustration.
Danyael, noticing that he is only a few miles away from the bar, shrugs and poitns over to his scooter with his thumb. "You can have mine. I don't really need it, anyway.", he offers to her. The girl is obviously dumbfounded with confusion as she eyes Danyael.
"You're just going to give it to me? What's your scheme?", she says, slightly skeptical. Danyael, whom takes a bit of offense to her comment shrugs again nonchalantly. "Ok. Be that way.", he says as he grips the keys in his hand and prepares to toss them into the moat amongst the moving boats. But the girl quickly stops him by grabbing hold of his arm with both hands.
"No no! It's ok! I'll take it! I was just joking with you!", she exclaims in a quick panic out of the purpose of stopping Danyael from throwing the keys away. Danyael looks down at the teen and smirks. "Okay, then.", he says as he offers the keys to her, placing them in her hands. As he walks off into another section of the bazaar, he looks back at the girl, who is still confsued and eyeing him.
"You know, you could ride it, miss....", he says to her as he walks off. The girl regains her senses, bows in respect and rides off on her new scooter.
Danyael cna still see the bar from his position, but he notices a weapons shop. The arsenal in the shop are elaborately designed. Being tempted by his new discovery, he decides to enter and do soem shopping.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ten minutes later~~~~~~~~~~~
Danyael notices a pair of silver guns. They appeared to be 9 mm models, but they were much longer and larger. On one of the guns, the name "Ebony" was inscribed onto it. On the other gun was the inscribed name, "Ivory". The shop keeper saw Danyael's interest in the guns and patted him on the back to get his attention.
"You like that pair, there sir?" he says as he takes them down, placing them in Danyael's hands. "Yes. I do.", he replies. The shop keeper smiles at Danyael and walks over to his desk. "Those two are the best and only of their kind. And by the looks of you. You look like one of those assassin types. Tall, dark, handsome, soft spoken... These two will suit you just fine.", he says as he crosses his arms and folds one leg over another.
"Assassin? Not really.", Danyael looks at the guns, examining them in all angles. "How much, sir?", he adds, showing up the guns to the keeper. "I'll sell them for 10,000 credits. How's that do for ya?"
Danyael looks at the man, walks up to his desk and sets down the guns. "WIll this do?", he says as he flicks his hand, opening his palm, showing an orb of solid gold. The keepers eyes widen instantly at the site of the orb and nearly falls out of his chair from its shine.
"Oh yes yes yes yes!!! That will do just fine!!!", he scrambles to his feet and snatches the orb out of Danyael's hand. "Enjoy those, good sir.", he says to Danyael, referring to Ebony and Ivory. Danyael nods in respect and places the guns inside his jacket. Before he exits the shop, he looks back at the man from the corner of his eye. "Enjoy your gold, Keeper.", he says with a final bow and exits the shop.
As he is within distance of the bar, he feels a jolt of power rise and then vanish away as if it was never there. "What was that?", he says as he stands still in confusion.
With no more time to waste, he dashes towards the bar in a flash of speed. But by the time he arrives, He can hear Soul speak out in his ever so oppressive voice.
"He is gone... Kawanua... and Sera... I cannot sense them anymore..."Danyael lets out a small sigh and walks towards the group, speaking under his breath. "He'll be back."
As he is within speaking distance, he calls out to the group in impatience.
"When are we leaving?"
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