Post by RYAN MILLER on Mar 4, 2012 16:12:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background: url(http://i441.photobucket.com/albums/qq134/joann1068/black-background.jpg); padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; box-shadow: #000000 0px 0px 10px;] [style=border: 5px solid #303030; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/I6QfC.png); height: 260px; width: 430px; border-radius: 10px; margin-top: -10px; box-shadow: #000000 0px 0px 10px;] [/style] [style=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 28px; line-height: 8px; text-align: center; text-shadow: -1px 0 #000000, 0 1px #000000, 1px 0 #000000, 0 -1px #000000; ] NEVER WASTE YOUR WORDS[/style][style=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 24px; line-height: 8px; text-align: center; text-shadow: -1px 0 #000000, 0 1px #000000, 1px 0 #000000, 0 -1px #000000; ] ON A FOOL WHO WON'T LISTEN[/style] [style= width: 420px; background-color: #363636; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.6; line-height: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #959595; box-shadow: #000000 0px 0px 10px;]▌ So this was Slateport City, hm? Not quite as big as he was expecting it to be for a port town. Ryan smirked as he glanced across the city from a small hill on the outskirts, doing his best to hide his sword. he was supposed to meet Rath here to go after some leader of a division of the rangers; they were supposed to get rid of him. Normally, Ryan would insist on working alone, but Rath insisted on coming with him. The boy was getting sort of irritating, but that seemed to be the norm for the people that surrounded him nowadays. he was an assassin after all, I guess normal people are too much to ask for. The boy sighed as he made his way down into the city. Walking down this road, he wasn't too hard to spot; he was the only wearing old timey japanese clothing and that was the way he liked it. Just the view of him alone in these clothing tended to keep people at bay just to the sheer strangeness of it and that was just fine with Ryan. he liked his privacy and was perfectly happy with being alone, everyone else was just safer that way. Yes, he cared about the well being of any potential friends that tried as best as they could to weasel into his life. It was because of that that he completely shut everyone out and did his best to fight back, but even he wasn't strong enough to keep them all out. Rath, Keavy and now Zephyr were the only three that he cared about as of now and if anyone asked him, it was three too many. he enjoyed the company sure, but an assassin wasn't always the kind of person you want around. Ryan really wasn't sure where he was supposed to meet up with Rath, he was just so ready to get all of this over with he didn't even think of telling him where to meet. Ryan made his way through the city, avoiding eye contact with everyone yet searching for the boy all around. The ports would probably be the best bet in finding him seeing on how he'd probably be coming on one of the ships. Where the hell was that boy? [/style] [style= width: 420px; background-color: #363636; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.6; line-height: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000000; box-shadow: #000000 0px 0px 10px;]words: 400 tag: rath comments: IWERKOUT [/style] [style= background-color: #404040; font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 8px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: #400010; margin-top: -10px;]NEVER SELL YOUR SOUL CAUSE YOU'LL NEVER BUY IT BACK[/style] [style=width: 400px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; opacity: 0.5; color: #000000; font-family: georgia;]table by KEIKEI @ BTN and OTE[/style] |