Sojourn of Sixes and Sevens{Private Topic}

Plastered with a plethora of pastels, the sun began to rise from beyond the mountain ranges in the distance. An aura of pink and orange hues disintegrated through the sky as the morning approached and the sun gradually enveloped the firmament with a brilliant cyan that brightened the earth beneath it.

It was morning.

Navigating from Maenceria's sabulous city, Kuja docked his sand sailor at the tip of the Si Wong Desert to commence his weekly expedition to Ba Sing Se, the marvelous capital of the Earth Kingdom. The sand sailor was left in the hands of several of his own personal troops, and his city was temporarily administered by his War Chief during his absence. Kuja's intentions were to reconcile with himself as to how the massive social structure of Ba Sing Se seemed to manage itself. However, at the moment, Kuja was at the river which divided the holy Desert from the mainland. Removing the boat which had been strapped to the sand sailor prior to the departure of Maenceria, Kuja carried the petite boat to the surface of the river, raised the sail, boarded the boat and bended the wind which blew near the boat to flow North. Almost instantly, the vessel was swiftly carried by the gusts up the river, proving the natural stream from North to South to be almost completely futile through the overpowering of Kuja's consistent air bending of the wind surrounding his ship.

Within a mere hour and a half, the boat had docked just outside the proximity of Ba Sing Se's boundaries. Kuja removed himself from the boat, dug his left arm into the topsoil of the earth, and swung his right arm directly to the right of himself. Doing so forced a strip of earth to block the boat from being carried downstream through its connection from one side of the river to the other. It was a rather disposable ship therefore its disappearance wouldn't trouble his mind excessively, however he preferred the vessel to remain where he had docked. Kuja unwrapped his plain white T-shirt from his impedimenta and threw the pack back upon the ship. Placing the shirt upon his torso, Kuja's goosebumps from the cold air blowing directly at him began to fade away. He took down the sail and placed that too on the ship then started for the direction of the city of Ba Sing Se.

Approximately twenty minutes passed and Kuja finally had reached the outer gates of the city. Upon his confrontation with the troops guarding the defense of the city, he presented his credentials, which was a certification of proof of his residence in the Earth Kingdom. Following his clearance, the friction from the giant walls being opened emitted an echoing wail that would captivate the ears of all residents of the lower ring. Proceeding forward, Kuja's ingress of the city, followed by the shutting of the gate-like walls, marked the beginning of his tarriance in the capital. As he toured unaccompanied, Kuja found the architectural structure of the lower ring to be quite the chagrin that he had met several times before, however he persisted in his visiting to the capital. The buildings were shabby, walls torn and the people impoverished. He continued to make his way throughout the city, following wherever his decision of path carried him.
Straight
Left
Right
Left
Left
Straight
Right
Left

"How cliche for the Lower Ring..." Kuja cogitated. He yawned and was predominately bored with the conformity and subordination of the inhabitants of lower Ba Sing Se. Each and every time he visited, he seemed to meet the same reoccurring disorganized state of the organized wretched. Standing in the middle of a decently sized market, glancing at the citizens that lingered and mingled in the area,"I think it's time to depart", he disappointingly sighed out just loud enough for a passerby to eavesdrop in on.

Kuja looked to his left and then to his right, followed by a repeated gander to the left. Pausing for a moment to nullify the commotion of the occurrences of his surroundings, he took a moment to ensure himself that his location in accordance to the city appeared to be unknown.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

In a state of confusion and commotion, Kuja found himself bumping into many civilians, without acknowledging his error or offering an apology. There seemed to be so much going on at one time that he was incapable of focusing on the subject at hand. The sun began to bare directly overhead of the city, causing a rather bright flash of light directly into the eyes of Kuja. It served as a warning, that he had already been in the city of Ba Sing Se for several hours and that he would be required to leave rather soon. Whilst squinting his eyes and cupping his right hand above his forehead to shield his eyes from the piercing sun beam, Kuja continued to attempt to backtrack his footsteps and find his way out of the city. His arrogance refused himself to seek aid through any other being, feeling as if he would be able to discover his desired path of travel simply by instinct, the analysis of his actions in the city, and his past experiences in Ba Sing Se.

Taking several paths forward, followed by a right then a left, Kuja encountered a coffee shop that appeared to be fresh in his mind. "Herbal Essence" the sign read, which merely reminded Kuja that he hadn't been intoxicated or medicated all day. He proceeded past it in order to forget his thoughts of sobriety and executed a right followed by another. The city appeared to function like clockwork now, as all of the happenings before Kuja's eyes were rather familiar to the man. Internally grateful of his good fortune, his face portrayed a look of disapproval as he took strides throughout the blocks of the Lower Ring. As the sun continued to beam, it no longer situated itself into the eyes of Kuja, but now on his head. Kuja was content with the heat however, for in the Si Wong Desert, temperatures reached staggering levels to which the average human wouldn't be able to withstand a day in.

He paused in his tracks and searched the area with his eyes. He had come to a stalemate. Unable to decide which direction seemed correct in his motives to retreat from the city, he knew that he had only one choice. He exhaled a sizable puff of air, and slumped his shoulders. With his head hanging, he walked towards a shop that appeared to be in less than a stimulated financial standing. As he proceeded towards it, he caught sight of a joyous female darting from the shop. He caught up to her and let out a, "Hey, slow down for a second." This girl resembled an appearance foreign to the earth kingdom, she was not stocky, but slim. Not a brunette, however a blonde. Expecting her eyes to be a green or a dark brown which was the stereotypical characteristic of a native citizen to Ba Sing Se, he approached her and as he did, her eyes gave off a majestic cyan gleam.

"This woman cannot be a citizen of Ba Sing Se....she doesn't even play the role well." he lightly said to himself before finally reaching the proximity of the girl.