Tattooist, or Ninja? [Open]

Amatsu would not waste any time; down the street he would run, still tugging on Josie's arm and laughing as he did so. It would appear to everyone else that he was just a normal child. Provided Josie was still following, they would make thier way down to the station, and board a ship bound for the port below.

From there, it would be easy; they would keep up the charade, playing like children until they reached the village gates. It would be quite the trek to Hinowa, but he was sure Josie would have no problems keeping up if they paced themseles.

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Josie would keep up pace with Amatsu, laughing and grinning as well. This was dangerous – exceptionally so – but it was also loads of fun. Who could honestly be the wiser? There was no way to truly tell that either one of them was doing anything wrong – two young children playing and running and laughing.

Once to the station they would board a ship that would take them to the port below. It was here that her heart-rate would truly increase: they were almost there! They were almost out of the village! Josie would be safe, and she would no longer have to worry about Haun or any of his people being able to find and hurt her. Once off of the ship they would keep up this little game, this child-acting so to speak, until they were at the village gates and truly bound of Hinowa.

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