Life took a strange meaning when you started it afresh with no memories of what you had previously been. Navi Vis was finally discharged from the Hargeon Hospital after spending what he considered to be the first four months of his life recovering from death, his body being a half drowned broken mess when it was fished from the Hargeon docks. One of the nurses told him it was a member from the guild Blue Pegasus that brought him in, however they never came to see him after the fact… they could have forgotten about their act of kindness or been too busy on one of their quests.
That was no matter to the man, once he had a job and a place to live, he would pop by the guild to give his thanks to the stranger. For now, he had a mission of his own; get a job and find a place to live. The clothes he had been found in were blood soaked and torn to shreds, luckily the hospital staff had found something he could use. A pair of flip flop sandals, some dark below the knee shorts and a brightly coloured floral shirt he chose to wear open. It was surprisingly fitting to the man; it helped that as part of his rehabilitation he had taken to extensive exercising.
The one issue had had now as he hobbled down the streets of Hargeon… his right leg had not healed to what it should have been. It had been so badly damaged that he was always going to have a pronounced limp now. Though the use of a cane helped him there.
The man had spent most the morning already going to businesses of nearly every type to enquire about work, for one reason or another he had been turned away at every opportunity.
“Sorry mate-” Navi left understanding that the barber shop was not looking for an older apprentice.
“We got no openings friend-” The construction worker told Navi as he moved to start dragging a wheelbarrow of bricks away.
He expected this to be hard, but there was no giving up. There were still more options for him to try. One of which being a store that specialised in selling sweets and candy. One that many of the nurses had used to get the man special treats as a help to motivate his recovery. He was not in the shop long as he talked to the old shop keeper. “Hello, I was wondering if you had any job opportunities… I am in need of work.” He said politely, slightly embarrassed that its taken so much effort.
The elderly shop owner looked the tall, muscular scarred man up and down and a shiver ran down his back. With a gulp he shifted to place down the batch of hard candy he was making and turned his attention to Navi. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can take you on.” He said with a loud sigh. “You’re too scary and you’ll scare off too many customers.”
The tall man understood this and nodded with respect to the owner. “Thanks for your time.” He said with a quick bow of his head before turning and leaving and walking into a whole new scene. One of three boys in their late teenage years, two of them seeming to bear down on another that was smaller than them in many ways.
“And you’ll always be a loser!” One of the bigger and more well-built teens spoke. Pushing the smallest and nerdy looking of the bunch from the shoulder with enough force to make them stumble back and fall on to their rear.
“It’s what you get for being such a smart ass! Take this!” The other one said while he was not as tall as his friend, he certainly had enough girth. He was making a kick that was aimed to the nerd’s head, one that if it impacted would lead to some pretty severe damage.
Navi felt a deep urge, a mixture of anger and annoyance combined with a sense to protect those who couldn’t or refused to protect themselves. It drove him to move, putting his cane in the path of the bully’s foot, making him lose balance and fall backwards himself. It was a slow fall, one that everyone could tell was going to happen but the more rotund of the bullies did everything in his natural power to stop. The floor shook as Navi righted himself and looked down at the lads.
“Now lads, why are you being so pathetic to this young man?” He asked, his gravelly voice deep and soothing as he stood between the two and their victim. “To feel good about inadequacies you have yourself?” He asked, shifting his position and offering his hand back to the victim who shakily took it and looked surprised when Navi easily hoisted him up.
“That twerp showed us up in class!” The athletic lad said as he helped his friend up and looked at Navi with a venom in his eyes. “Yeah! He made us look stupid, like we don’t know anything!” The other added, now he was finally up.
“I-I only answered the question Miss Leons asked… I was trying to help.” He victim said making Navi nod slowly, the situation coming out… this was jealousy.
“Well, that doesn’t mean that you should be attacked for helping.” He said letting go of the weedier lad’s hand and looking back to the bullies with his full attention, his muscular form more exposed as a burst of wind ruffled his open shirt, his scars clearly flashing in the light of day.
“Real men know when they are wrong and can admit it, they show respect to everyone and only use violence when they have to. What you two just did is not manly at all. In fact, it was pretty cowardly.” Navi explained, this speech coming from the depths of his soul. “How would you two like it if I used this cane to whoop your asses to the other side of Fiore?” he asked, not in a menacing way but genuinely curious to see their responses.
The bullies looked between each other and then to the man. “We’d feel pretty bad sir.” The athletic one said, thoughtful as he looked past Navi to the nerd he was just bullying. “I’m sorry Kyle.”
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Rotund Bully: cc6666
Kyle: 3399cc
Shop Keepers: 66ffff
Last edited by Navi on Fri Jan 26, 2024 12:25 pm; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : spelling mistakes)