Takura waited in the line for stamps, wishing he was able to bring his mace with him. He felt naked without it, but for some reason they didn't appreciate him bringing a six foot long stick inside. Oh well, at least he had gotten the heck from his mother today. He had a special address for those that his sister wasn't able to access. He had gotten ( Read more... )

Takura headed back down to the music supply store. He had gotten permission from the owners to practice his routines in clear area in front of the store. Better, they didn't mind him putting out his hat for tips, as long as he was able to keep to routines that didn't require the marching space of a parade or football field. But there were plenty ( Read more... )

Nwabudaki was having touble sleeping all night long. He wasnt comfortable in his new school environment. People were already picking on him and it was starting to annoy him severely. He decided to get up, dress himself, and go outside for an early morning spin. This morning, it was the black mace with green and yellow cords ( Read more... )

Takura had decided not to eat that night, he was far too nervous around all these new people, and his nerves were getting to him. He sat under a tree in the meadow, accompanied by his mace, the woodlook shafted one, with black and gold cords wrapped around it. After a while of just sitting, he became bored nd decided, what the hell, why not ( Read more... )

Takura had just finished speaking with his new friend Amanda, when he decided to board the bus. He passed by Kenshin who he had met a little earlier, and saw that he was sitting with another girl...as he passed, he nodded his head at Kenshin in a manner of hello ( Read more... )