Martsia prided herself on being punctual, but today was testing that. She had just gotten Nicodeme yesterday, and her overwhelming joy at being a chocobo parent had her riding around La Noscea all night and well into the early morning hours. She had put Nicodeme up in a local chocobo keeper's place for a few hours. She went back to her room at the Inn and set an alarm for 8am. Unfortunately it was poorly made and she didn't wake up until 9:45 at the earliest. Her room was nice, but it wasn't as nice as a Company bedroom. Alas, while the Moogle was ready for customers, the living spaces were still under construction.
Scrambling to put on a decent outfit she ran out the door with nothing but a poorly made list and her axe, which she'd lovingly named Mordecai. She'd had many axes, and each new one she got, she named the same name. She didn't know why, but it was just something that made her laugh. She raced over to the chocobo keep and hopped onto Nicodeme, who was still tired, and irritable from last nights trek. She steered him towards the nearest way to Mist and off they went. Running through sand and stone, Mar loved the breeze in her hair, and the feeling of speed. She had worked so hard to earn enough to get her own chocobo, and seeing it nearly brought tears to her eyes.Â
As they neared the Moogle, Nicodeme started getting restless, and was speeding up. She tried pulling on his reins but nothing could slow down the beast.Â
"NicoNICONIIIICCOOOOO!!!" Mar screamed as they raced toward the front door. "STOOOP!!" With those words the chocobo stopped, and Martsia was flung off his back and straight into the door, with a loud THUD! She whimpered painfully as she writhed on the ground outside, shouting curses to the gods. That was when she heard the door open.
Scrambling to put on a decent outfit she ran out the door with nothing but a poorly made list and her axe, which she'd lovingly named Mordecai. She'd had many axes, and each new one she got, she named the same name. She didn't know why, but it was just something that made her laugh. She raced over to the chocobo keep and hopped onto Nicodeme, who was still tired, and irritable from last nights trek. She steered him towards the nearest way to Mist and off they went. Running through sand and stone, Mar loved the breeze in her hair, and the feeling of speed. She had worked so hard to earn enough to get her own chocobo, and seeing it nearly brought tears to her eyes.Â
As they neared the Moogle, Nicodeme started getting restless, and was speeding up. She tried pulling on his reins but nothing could slow down the beast.Â
"NicoNICONIIIICCOOOOO!!!" Mar screamed as they raced toward the front door. "STOOOP!!" With those words the chocobo stopped, and Martsia was flung off his back and straight into the door, with a loud THUD! She whimpered painfully as she writhed on the ground outside, shouting curses to the gods. That was when she heard the door open.
