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Having spent the past month studying hard for his end of year exams, Ruki just wanted to relax; head out; walk; have a little fun. This was something he had to fight for. Ruki's parents where attempting to transfer him from Durmstrang to New Zealand. Something Ruki wasn't overly thrilled about, but also felt relief for no longer having to stay within the darkened institute that seemed to suck away at his soul every waking minuet. Choosing not to head home to his un-caring parents, Ruki instead made his way to the local town; where he caught the attention of a fisherman repairing his nets. Ruki knew his parents would find him. They somehow always could, as if he had had a homing beacon embedded into his head after birth.
Casually walking towards the dock, Ruki waved his hand to make sure the fisherman, who appeared to be quite an old fellow, knew he was there. "Hello good sir." Ruki began. "Is it at all possible you would be headed towards New Zealand when you next launch?" he continued, knowing his question was a little out of the ordinary; and slightly silly as they where currently quite some distance away from the country. The old man looked up from his nets and eyed Ruki for a moment. "You looking for a job ey? Or just running from something." The old man grumbled. "I don't want to be harboring criminals now. Be gone with ya.", his voice wasn't overly friendly; but it wasn't harsh either. Ruki picked up on this tone, and stepped closer. "It's more like I'm running to something sir.". Ruki gave a polite smile, and offered out his hand.
The older gentleman looked over Ruki with interest now. "I could certainly use a younger pair of hands on the boat. Most of me crew are getting on a bit in years.". A small chuckle escaped the old fisherman. "Am I right in guessing you have never worked a trawler before?" he aimed a question towards Ruki. Ruki smiled and responded. "That would be correct sir.". However, Ruki had the use of his wand. It would be easy. Grumbling a little more, the older man turned and beckoned towards a small cabin. "There might be a few water-proofs in there you can use. We are leaving at three tomorrow morning, so be here if you can stomach hard work.". Ruki nodded in acceptance at the gentleman, and made his way over to the cabin; collecting a few items, before wandering into town again; to find a place to sleep.
The overall journey had been a long one, and Ruki was aching in places he never knew had existed before. Stepping from the fishing trawler, Ruki shook the older mans hand once more; and took his first foot-steps into New Zealand. These foot-steps, he hoped, would not be his last there. As he turned to wave off the rest of the crew, Ruki noticed the old man had slipped him a few notes. Catching the fisherman's eye, he saw him wink. "You done well kid. Could use more like you these days.". Ruki smiled. He had done well. This was something he could hold over his parents, who where certain to show up at any time. Breathing deeply, Ruki picked up his rucksack; and headed along the cobble pathway, not really knowing where to go next.
Casually walking towards the dock, Ruki waved his hand to make sure the fisherman, who appeared to be quite an old fellow, knew he was there. "Hello good sir." Ruki began. "Is it at all possible you would be headed towards New Zealand when you next launch?" he continued, knowing his question was a little out of the ordinary; and slightly silly as they where currently quite some distance away from the country. The old man looked up from his nets and eyed Ruki for a moment. "You looking for a job ey? Or just running from something." The old man grumbled. "I don't want to be harboring criminals now. Be gone with ya.", his voice wasn't overly friendly; but it wasn't harsh either. Ruki picked up on this tone, and stepped closer. "It's more like I'm running to something sir.". Ruki gave a polite smile, and offered out his hand.
The older gentleman looked over Ruki with interest now. "I could certainly use a younger pair of hands on the boat. Most of me crew are getting on a bit in years.". A small chuckle escaped the old fisherman. "Am I right in guessing you have never worked a trawler before?" he aimed a question towards Ruki. Ruki smiled and responded. "That would be correct sir.". However, Ruki had the use of his wand. It would be easy. Grumbling a little more, the older man turned and beckoned towards a small cabin. "There might be a few water-proofs in there you can use. We are leaving at three tomorrow morning, so be here if you can stomach hard work.". Ruki nodded in acceptance at the gentleman, and made his way over to the cabin; collecting a few items, before wandering into town again; to find a place to sleep.
The overall journey had been a long one, and Ruki was aching in places he never knew had existed before. Stepping from the fishing trawler, Ruki shook the older mans hand once more; and took his first foot-steps into New Zealand. These foot-steps, he hoped, would not be his last there. As he turned to wave off the rest of the crew, Ruki noticed the old man had slipped him a few notes. Catching the fisherman's eye, he saw him wink. "You done well kid. Could use more like you these days.". Ruki smiled. He had done well. This was something he could hold over his parents, who where certain to show up at any time. Breathing deeply, Ruki picked up his rucksack; and headed along the cobble pathway, not really knowing where to go next.