Landfall (open)

Nazuk had taken a two-day ferry from the Fire Nation to get back to Earth territory. He woke to the sound of the whistle of the ship signaling that they were about to dock in a little bit. Nazuk had had a rather miserable few nights, as he hated being on boats for long periods of time. He pretty much just stayed in his cabin he rented and kept to him self while Reku his fox-ferret slept in one of the corners of the room.

Nazuk brought himself to get up and look out the window, he shuddered at the site of still being mostly surrounded by water. It wasn't all bad visual news, because he could see the outlinings of land in the distance. He covered the window again and went back to the bed to try and sleep out the rest of the trip. "Hopefully it'll be over soon." he mumbled to himself.

The docks at the earth kingdom where always bursting with life, no matter the hour. Annoyingly bursting.

There was too much noise, too much trampling and shouting and disorganized movement as each one carried on its business. At times likes this he missed his old military base, where everyone had a purpose and somewhere to be. He had somewhere to be.

Life wasn't easy for a freed slave. He had tried to put himself for sale, but there wasn't much demand for an expert slave soldier, even if it was a young and study one, but life as a free man was getting harder by the minute.

He didn't know what to do with himself. The more he stayed outside, the more it downed on him that he had absolutely no life skills. Even if he was a powerful killing machine, someone had always taken care of him. He didn't know how to start a fire, he couldn't hunt, he could fish or farm, didn't know which plants were edible or what water was safe to drink.

Right now, be sat alone at the port, tired, starved, and unsure if he should beg for food or simply rob someone. There were so many choices to make, it was overwhelming!

Unable to decide, he just sat at the dock for what seemed like months, but it couldn't be, there was a boat approaching the shore, and it had barely moved in ask the time he'd been there.

Surely, there must be something for him on that boat. He wasn't asking for much, he just wanted... Something.