Earlier in the day he had caught the two large fish on the shore, one put up a good fight having lasted a few hours of tugging and pulling along the shore, the other was an easier catch after Kenny entered the water and caught it by hand when his line jammed. Kenny’s stride was that of a man who was confident in himself, his head up high, a light skip in his step as his raven locks were combed back. He had cut his hair since leaving Alyssa, he wanted to surprise her by cleaning himself up mostly. Sadly for him, he did not have his armor or quite a few of his clothes since he had left some of his wardrobe with his love. As of now he wore a beige fatigue, black worn down cargo pants and a pair of black boots, he was by no means stylish, bu he was certainly dressed for the weather.
It seemed he would have the day to himself, thus he would take advantage of it by doing some shopping at the market, with his fish hooked and drying he would soon need to head back to shore and get some spices to cook them up with. Another thing he had taken to with Alyssa gone was camping, with his other half he had found himself reverting back into a few of his old mannerisms one of which now sleeping under the stars instead of his hotel room.
Kenny would arrive at the open market, it appeared to be a bit more crowded than he would have liked, he began walking down a few of the stands, kiosk, and parked wagons. As he walked he was pitched various items from many different sellers, a man offered him fruit that would allegedly aid Kenny’s muscle growth, an old man sprayed him with a bottle of overpriced, disgusting perfume telling him it would help him attract a lover, this trend of pitches went on until he finally found the spices though now he was tired, smelled like cheap perfumes and had a noticeable veil of sweat on his person from constantly slithering away from salespeople.
Now that he was at his destination, a spice cart riddled with various jars and baskets full of powders and plants Kenny looked them over. “Hmm, I wonder which one I should get…” he stood up to his full height and examined the fish he had caught, “What’re you two anyway? Tuna maybe?” he examined his haul, “Hey buddy what do these look like to you.” he gripped the shoulder of a stranger passing by and help his haul into their eyeline.