《Other Worldly - Magi Fanfiction》Chapter 7 - Susan
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-Sixteen Years of Age-
"Why are we here again?" I asked Yunan. I contiued to pull my hood lower and lower over my face. I had seen Sinbad in the street. It had been three years now. I doubt he has forgotten about me. I know he hasn't forgotten about me, he literally named his company a combination of our two names, or that could just be a coincidence. It was Sindria in the fate I didn't exist.
"You can go to the inn," Yunan told me, "Or look around. I can handle this on my own. I just didn't want to leave you alone in the rift." We had traveled to Susan together. He had some business he hadn't told me about. I knew it wasn't anything to malintented, probably looking for some fancy tea. It just so happened we came when Sin was there.
"I'll go to the inn," I told him, even though he could easily find me, "I'm getting a bit tired." Unlike other magis who get hungry after using too much magoi, I get tired. Probably since I was using magoi front outsise and not inside. I turned away from my mentor and went to the inn.
I was given a room and immediately fell asleep once I hit the bed. When I woke up it was already getting dark. Yunan wasn't around, so I went downstairs to check to see if he was there. He was not, so I assumed he was our doing his mysterious grandpa thing. "Would you like something to eat?" the woman asked me. I grasped the small bag of coins I had in the pocket of my hooded robe.
"Yes please," I told her with a sweet smile. She nodded and rushed back to the kitchen. I took a seat, with my back to the door. She quickly returned with a plate of chicken, potatoes, and something green. "Thank you." She returned my smile and went to greet whoever just came in.
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I stared down at the ring on my left index finger. It was the ring Esra gave me. I felt guilty having it, but I couldn't bare leaving it when I left. I just twisted it on my finger, as I decided what to eat first. I was about to pick up my fork, before I got inturupted by a voice. "Ady!?" I looked up to see Sin staring at me, wide eyed.
"Fuck," I mummbled under my breath. The one thing I didn't want to do, get noticed by Sin. The one thing I do do, get noticed by Sin. That's what I get for having my hood down. "Hey Sinbad!" I greeted, trying not to sound completely pissed.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, sitting down across from me. His two companions seemed to be confused, and freaked out by what is going on. I recognized them, the Immuchak warrior, Hinahoho, and the ex-assassin Ja'far.
"Sin," Ja'far got his attention and pulled him away a bit. If I wanted to I could still hear them, but I didn't. I just pilled the food into my mouth. "You can't just go up a flirt with every girl you see!" They raised there voice, now they got my attention. I noticed the large mass of rukh around Sin. They were pink, as he glanced back at me.
"They're still pink," I couldn't help but say. I'm used to being able to say what was always on my mind, like I could around Yunan. Me speaking earned the attention of all three males.
"Oh don't worry about Sin bother in me," I assure Ja'far, "I'm his chilshood friend, Ady as he likes to call me. But if you call me that I will fight you." I honestly hated that nickname.
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"Is she alright?" Ja'far asked Sin. He was just watched me with a smile on his face.
"I was a clumbsy child, and hit my head a lot, if that is what you were wondering?" I answered his question.
"Bold and Blunt," Hinahoho commented, "Both add up to honesty, I can respect that." He nodded his head at me in acknowledgement. I wink and gave him a finger gun, causing them to question my sanity, again.
"Ady," Sin abruptly put his arm around my shoulder, "These are me associates, Hinahoho and Ja'far." I smiled in a greeting.
"And for your question Sin," I turned my attention to him. I froze. He was taller than me. It felt like no time had passed for a second, but that just reminded me that time had passed. I quickly shrugged it off and continued. "I came to Susan with my mentor, he has business here. He should be back by now. Eh, he'll be fine." Okay, I think I shouldnstart questioning my sanity. Spendong your days on the bottom of a dark rift with one man, with questionable sanity himself, can't be the best for your mental health.
Sin just started rambling on about why he was in Susan and what he was planning. I just started thinking about how much more time I had until Mystras showed up. I looked outside, it was already dark, I wouldn't say I had too much longer. My mind started wandering, as usual. I was think about the confrontation he would have with the Knight King in the days to come. I couldn't stifle a little laugh. The Knight King was sorta right about getting the powers from God.
Everyone looked at me strangely. "My mind started wandering," I told them. I glanced outside again, "Pardon me, I fell lile I should go search for my mentor. Its to late for him to be out. He'll probably get too conftorable in a dark ally..." I had a little flash back to our trip to Reim.
"It's dangerous," Sin declared. I guess he got more protective, "I'll go with you." I scoffed, sitting up from the table.
"I can take care of myself Sin," I informed him, standinf up from the table. I'm sure he saw it with the surprised look on his face. As I stood up I needed to reposition my robes, there around my waists was a slew of weapons. Multiple swords, darbers, throwing stars, something share that would hurt of you got hit with it. I also new magic.
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