91 Surprise senior citizens! (1/2)
Terrick groaned as he put a hand over his nose. He had been suddenly assaulted by a terrifying scent and could not help but retch slightly. That coupled with his airy outfit that he had donned at the behest of his colleague left him sufficiently jittery.
He wore a simple brown vest, opened at the centre making it look more like a pullover than an actual shirt, and a similarly brown striated skirt that was lined with what looked to be tiny thin bone, giving it a much needed weight and an aspect of control that was unexpected in a pair of apparel .
Both had been made of leather and were once clothes that Bruma wore, now no longer fitting the tall and broad chested man.
Breta, who stood next to him was not in a better situation. A dull grimace adorned her thin face as she looked at the path they had to follow with thinly veiled disgust.
Bruma looked at them a hint of amusement in his eyes. His expression quickly fell back to the drab locale of seriousness however, as he looked over at his charge wistfully.
”Honestly a part of me wants you to have nothing to do with this mess girl. But I know, if not now then next time. You will definitely try to escape… ” He said as he looked at her, his eyes stalling slightly on hers before he nodded in finality. ”I hope this plan of your shall succeed…” This he said to Terrick.
However much he had accepted the situation, he could not help but feel the sting of anger towards this young man that had encouraged his ward into such a reckless endeavor.
Terrick nodded at him, a trace of gratitude in his eyes.” For me, my crew and Breta I hope so too old man.” He said before walking into the green sewer filled alleyway.
Bruma nodded before he turned around and briskly began to walk back towards his home.
He had done all that he could,' anymore and I may not have the resolve to follow through.' He thought to himself morosely as he walked away, the fog quickly covering his retreating form.
Terrick crouched down, giving his satchel a once over as he rummaged through its contents, ensuring that it had all the things that were of necessity.
Quickly from its inside he pulled out a simple thread band that he immediately tied to his waist.
He used the band to tie the satchel in a plait in his skirt, giving it a layer of invisibility, that along with the fact that accessing it was easier than it normally was, left Terrick feeling a certain level of joy in his otherwise ridiculously undefended clothing.
”let's go” He said looking over at Breta seriously.
She nodded in agreement before walking casually into the ankle deep algae rich water. ”What is this anyway? I mean I thought that the island was devided into circles, now I am told that there are a few paths that lead straight into the center of the inner circle, what's going on?” He asked.
The material here looks to be the leftover calcified remains of a long ago occurred shedding! Bruma used to tell me that when the Yuda shed in the open sea, their skin would make its way here, and if left for long enough could become as hard as most rocks!” She hypothesized, clearly unaware of the entire dynamic of the unpredictable pathways.