Raptor's POV
The loud blaring of the fog horn made me open my eyes quickly and look around to see I was still in the container. I looked at my TACPAD to see a whopping week had passed by, making my eyes widen in alarm. My body must have shut down due to the lack of sleep I've experienced for the last few weeks.
goddammit.
Sleeping this long meant I was slacking. And slacking meant punishment in my mother's eyes. Before I could take off and get to training, I did an assessment of my situation. In a container, check. Tattered cloak and bag, check. On another planet, check. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding was released from my mouth and I stretched a bit before going to open the door of the container I'm in.
There were workers unloading the crates and I decided that now was the perfect opportunity to leave and head in a different direction. I peeked over the railing to see if anyone was looking in my direction and used it to spring off and land on the concrete with no noise due to me flying down softly.
I just crept through the shipping containers until I found an opening and went through it. Pretty soon, I was in the streets brushing past people without a care in the world of what they thought of me. Some looked and stared at my figure while others just went about their day.
I walked for a long time, until the sun was dipping over the horizon. I spotted a rather large gate and a store next to it, it was a supermarket I saw back in Atlas, or the snow continent. My supplies was getting low and I had deduced that I had enough funds to pay for a few items then head out once again.
The supermarket had more canned goods and some water to fill my canteen up with along with some medical supplies.
Normally, I could have signal for a orbital drop package. But that'll draw to much attention. Plus, where it'll land won't exactly be right. Learned that when one landed on one soldier.
I was busy browsing some of the selections and looking at the nutritional value on some of the items. When I was done looking at the things I wanted to purchase, I loaded a stack of them onto the counter and watched as the clerk scanned the items with boredom. Wait a fucking whole minute. The man in front of me. He had horns?
3rd POV
"That'll be forty lien." The man said. He was met with silence and looked up to see Raptor staring at him from underneath his hood. It was silent and the air began to get heavy with tension.
"S-sir?" The man asked.
"You have horns." Raptor stated while tilting his head a bit.
"Yeah? What of it?!" The man snapped.
"Nothing. Never seen someone with horns on their head before." Raptor stated/lied before throwing a few lien cards onto the counter then leaving without another word. He didn't seem to notice the odd look of the clerk's face as he walked towards the gate, where more people with animal parts were blocking. They had signs up and seemed to be protesting. Despite the fact that people from both inside the city and outside were trying to make their way through. It brought a small frown to his face. People were trying to go about their day but this group was too busy protesting in the middle.
As much as he wanted to intervene, this wasn't his fight. Getting in the middle of this meant creating an unnecessary conflict and it was something he wasn't fond of. So in favor of just staying out of it, he merely did something that stopped a few of them. He walked straight into the middle of the crowd and brushed through them.
A lot of them merely went silent as they witnessed a clothed man go through them without a care in the world. Some managed to get a peek underneath his hood and backed off immediately. A single sentence from his cold voice made them all go stiff.
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