Chapter Three: Green hair! Blue eyes! It's all Natural!His name is Sacheverell Pikkeru. He was the son of a famous knight, but one day that all changed. Now people fear him for no reason, all but his clients and friends that is. He is one of the most respected masseur at the young age of sixteen. Now it's time to meet him..."Sachie!" Dmitrii yells and flies to greet him. The green haired boy looks up to reveal dark skin and bright blue eyes. He's wearing grayish blue shirt with green trim around the neck. He also has knee high, with dark denim jeans. He also has two unusual red marks on his face. Sacheverell grins, "'Mitrii! Bii! It took you long enough!" He smiles and stands up from the steps to greet his flying friend. Well a girl with red hair also greets him. She attempts to tackle him but, Sachie dodges completely and Oomlaut hits the stairs. "Oomph! Owie!" Oomlaut cries as he slams into the steps with a loud thwack. "Who are you!? What's the big idea!" Sachie jumps off the steps to where Bumblebii and Dmitrii are now standing. "That red haired Kitsune is Oomlaut," Bumblebii explained. "She's a hyperactive ball of fluff. She pounce me too so don't feel bad." 'Mitrii nudges him in the ribs with his elbow. "Knock it off," Sachie nudges back. "Owie! That wasn't nice Mister Sacheverell!" Oomlaut rubs her red nose in pain. "It wasn't very nice for you to attack me like that! Kitsune are all insane!" He sakes his head and sighs. This trip was going to be a hard one. Oomlaut's eyes well up with tears and she sniffs, "You-you-hate me?" "Please don't cry..." "But-but you-you hate me!" She burst into tears with head in hands. Sachie sighs, "I didn't say I hate you. I...just said you're a bit insane. Please don't cry!" Oomlaut of course continues to cry. "I don't hate you! Happy?" She suddenly perks up and screams, "Yes!" before catapulting herself at poor Sachie. She manages to knock him to the ground, and is lying on top of him. "Save me...'Mitrii!" "I'd love to but once she latches on she won't let go. Sorry Sachie." 'Mitrii sighs and shrugs. "What's going one out here?" a woman in a pink apron and green dress walks out of the pure white house. "Hello, Mom," Sachie struggles to throw the Kitsune off an fails miserably. "Having problem's dear?" the black haired woman tilts her head to one side. "Yes...I want this Kitsune off of me...help..." "Miss Kitsune? Would you like some tea?" Oomlaut looks up sharply at the word 'tea', "Tea? You'd really give me some?" The woman nods. Oomlaut jumps off of Sachie in a few steps and is sitting on the porch in another few steps. "Now where's the tea?" Sachie, Bii, and 'Mitrii all blink at the sudden change in position. What was with this girl? Bii is the first to speak, "We really should get going. We're late already. Um...wait where are we going?" Sachie claps his hands together, "Ah! No one told you? We're going to the Orbita seaport! A gate should be there." "The Who?" Bii raises an eyebrow. 'Mitrii shakes his head, "Did you ever pay attention when we were learning about maps. I mean the ports not that far away. We could reach it in a few days. One if we tried hard enough." "Oh that's right!" "And people say I act blonde." "Shut up 'Mitrii" "Can't make me." "I won't play your little games." "Yes you will." "No I won't" "Will too." "No. I won't" "Yes, yes you will!" "No--ARGH! I can't believe you!" 'Mitrii snickers, "I won!" Sachie rolls his eyes as Bii pouts and Oomlaut laughs herself silly. "You two so immature," Sachie scolds. "You can be too sometimes!" 'Mitrii counters and stick out his tongue. "Prove it." "Then again you can be as cold as ice...." "I think I might stick with immature. Well, we should get going," He turns to his mother, "Farewell!" "Did you remember all your stuff?" She once again tilts her head to one side. "Yes Mother." "Extra P--" "Yes! yes! Bye!" "Bye sweet heart!" she grins and hands him a small brown paper bag. "It's you're favorite!" Sachie blushes. Why did she have to embarrass him like this? "Thanks so much. We're off..." He spins on his heal and heads two the road. After all, he doesn't want to cry. Oomlaut, Bumblebii and 'Mitrii follow him trying not to lose him. For a shapeshifter he moved fast. They had been walking for five hours now. They thankfully they have just come in view of a tavern. The all walked in side and took a seat at stool. Nothing big really. They all had simple drinks, like tea, and where sitting peacefully. Then a drunken woman decides to sit next to Sachie. Did I mention she was almost forty years old and totally wasted for that matter. Of course it didn't help that Sachie looked a bit over sixteen. She grins at him, "Hello handsome." the smell of beer and vodka is on her breath. Sacheverell looks over, "Hello." He turns back to his conversation with 'Mitrii. Pity, the woman didn't give up so easily. "You seem a bit out of place around here. I could so you around the town if you're going my way," She flitters her eyelashes. "That's okay Miss. I have my friend over here," he pats Dmitrii's back. Tears start to fill the woman's blood shot eyes, "I see. You're that type of man!" "Hey! I'm offended!" Dmitrii crosses his arms as Bii and Oomlaut snicker in the background. Sachie sighs. Being hit on by a forty year was not his sort of thing. He could take on a twenty-year-old but not a freaking forty-year-old! Why him? He clears his throat, "Miss. I am not that 'type of a man' as you put it. Frankly, I don't think you'd like me anyway. I am a cold heartless Shapeshifter. I do what I want when I want. If you have a problem with that take a ticket. By the way I'm sixteen." He smiles at that last remark and makes his way to his reserved room as the woman gasps. He could have done worse. At least she didn't make a scene. He noticed the rest of the group getting up to follow. He could deal with them later. Right now he wanted some peace and quiet. The group had gathered in Sacheverell's room. He himself was sitting at the vanity with his head in his hands. Bumblebii is sitting on the bed combing her hair. Oomlaut was sitting on the floor drinking tea. Dmitrii was staring out the window shuffling his tarot cards out of anxiety. Like always in a time of crisis he was the first to speak, "Sachie--" "I know what you're going to say! 'You're not a freak or cold-hearted Sachie! Cheer up!'" "No I was going to say stop acting like an idiot and cheer up. But that works too!" "You were seriously going to say that?" "Yes. I was. Just to be blunt. We all have problems. Do you want me to give you my life story? You know the hell I went through. It was far worse the what you had to endure!" "Some people are stronger then other." Bii sighs. It was her turn to be the blanket, "Guys you need to stop living in the past. You know the world is counting on us." Time for the Kitsune to join in, "That's right! Evil will fear the names Dmitrii, Sachie, Bumblebii and Oomlaut!" Sachie and Dmitrii can't help but laugh. "What? What's so funny?" Sachie manages to get out, "You're the odd one out!" "Huh? Oh...wait." Oomlaut went through the names a few times in her head. She was the odd one out but it wasn't that funny! The crazy Kitsune sat pondering as Sachie, Dmitrii and now Bii laughed. Until there was a knock on the door. Sachie stops laughing, "Who is it?" It was already nighttime someone shouldn't be at the door. Whoever it was had a lot of nerve. "Hello. I'm you're tour guide. We're supposed to go out tonight. At least that's what the message says," A very confident woman's voice comes from behind the door. He totally forgot. "Oh! Let me open the door for you!" Sachie runs to the door an flings it open. It reveals a dark skinned woman over six feet tall. She has dark back hair except for a streak of blonde down part the front along with hazel swirled eyes to top the look off. This woman wore a long flowing copper robe along with black platform like shoes, a black t-shirt, and blue jeans. She was a mage merchant no less, and the very best. "Hello, My name is Zelda Vera Rayfields, and I'm your tour guide tonight." "Whoa! You're a Rayfields?" Bii looks at her with a wide-open mouth. Zelda blinks, "That's what I said." "Oh my God...." "Is she all right?" Zelda cocks her head to one side looking at Sachie. "Yes, your family was pretty much her model for living." "Really?" She shakes her head. Family motto: Stick to business and get the praise later. She wasn't going to break it now. "Yes shall we go to the port? I have someone to show you who's very special!" 'Mitrii raises an eyebrow, "Someone?" "Yes. A very special dragon who doesn't come from around here. My we take off?" The four look at each other. What was this lady up to? 'Mitrii broke the silence, "Let's get going. You're friend doesn't like to wait." "Very Well gifted ones," Zelda Vera turns on her heal and leaves the room for them to follow. This ends yet another chapter of The Odd Realm Out. I hope this answered some of your questions and added to the list a few more. Don't fret! Your question will be answered if you choose to continue this adventure. I know some of you shall be curious to find out who this dragon may be...
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