Shura found himself at the docks for the same reason he was yesterday, a job. Something that would put bread on the table and jewels in his pocket. Being a supervillain took time and work after all. Everyone had to start somewhere, even if it was remedial tasks. Shura saw it as a journey to the end game, what fate had in store for him? Well only fate could have known that. Shura stood in his usual attire at the docks waiting for the client who had several jobs he was looking to get done. A fisherman requested some help, but first they had too meet up.
The water crashed against the dark brown wood. Shura peered over into the water for a moment before a boat pulled up. A lad dropped anchor so his vessel would not sway away. He did the usual things to lock a boat down on the docks before disembarking onto land once more. A blue haired lad with a sort of freshness about him. That meaning he was still rather young and inexperienced. Someone trying to reach their dreams that are so far away. Shura could relate very easily to this boy on so many levels. The boat wasn’t large, but it was a decent sized one powered by a lightning lacrima. ‘Technology has come quite a way.’ he thought to himself.
The boat was just tall enough the lad could walk directly off onto the docks. His eyes met that of the masked man. He raised a eyebrow and a silence fell between them as their eye’s locked. What could be a romantic moment between the two ended up being a silent ‘what the fuck.’
Shura finally broke the silence with a calm, “Hello.” Jacob broke out of his confused daze and began to speak. “I apologize for staring, just don’t get too many folks around here like you.”
“No offense taken. I am used to it by now. I am here for the job.” Shura explained.
Jacob nodded calmly before hopping back onto the boat. “I have this new bait I want too try out. This bait is ‘magical’ at least that’s what I was told.”
Jacob could not see Shura’s expression but it was one of worry. A raised eyebrow was followed by a mental thought. ‘Hopefully you didn’t get bamboozled.’
Of course it did not matter, why? Shura was gonna get paid for going with this guy regardless.
“Sounds like a plan, let's get going shall we?”
Jacob nodded in agreement before beginning the disembarking process. Shura was not a seafaring man so he was not too familiar with the sailor stuff. He was just along for the ride at the current moment. The two sat off into the horizon with Jacob at the helm. Shura stood at the front of the ship with his arms crossed. His purple coat tails fluttered in the wind as he stared off into the horizon. Lost in thought for a moment as the boat moved.
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