Out in the Rain

[Akita Shinsaku]

A pair of violet eyes gazed though the glass window in his office, not a place he found himself to often, he couldn’t stand desk-work. Thought the couldn’t argue with the fact he liked his own personal space. The rain was nice, he didn’t have anything against it, if nothing else it silenced that dog that had been barking nearly for a hour before it stated raining. He sucked in a deep breath and turned back towards his desk he restacked a few loose papers and set them down in a pile not one out of place. He however couldn’t stand it anymore. Being cooped up in one place so long, the day felt so long and drawn out, ‘boring’ might be a work for it, though the guards were always on patrol, the most of them were just taking this time to relax.

He brought a hand over his forehead and brushed his hair backwards though it was quick to fall back into place halfway in his face. He pulled his black cloak off the coat rack. He couldn’t think of spending his time leisurely, surely he could be doing something that would be proactive. He buckled it in front his blade snugly on his hip, but now mostly hidden from view from people whom didn’t care to take the time to look.

Pulling his boots on and pulling them up almost to his knees he seemed to have everything in order, some would ask him not to go out, while one of the house keepers may try and keep him in warning him that he would catch a cold. But he didn’t listen to well to them, and had only gotten a cold a few times in his life.

Though his cloak could have used a hood, stepping outside and closing the door firmly the chill swept over him but it wasn’t to bad once gotten used to the rain poured and then honestly…….he began to change his mind, and turned to go back inside with a faint sigh, not realizing it was raining so bad. But he was wet now, his dark hair plastered to his face he straightened some and decided this was the best time to go on patrol. He started walking the city he would walk every street if he had to his mind was wondering perhaps it had something to do with the weather, but he felt slightly annoyed about something, perhaps something past bothered him or not. He always found his hand gripping the sheath of his blade tightly, why? He relaxed his posture and sighed a few fellow guards almost thinking he was after someone. He needed to calm down and pull himself together. He turned his eyes to the sky and closed them for a moment as the wait washed over him.

Walking over to a few guards he corrected them in saying that they shouldn’t be anymore lenient today then any other, before twisting to walk down another street, he knew this city by now perhaps maybe even with his eyes closed. He pulled at his cloak some the rain seemed to rest then beat down harder, most people were in their houses, perhaps he should head in too..