The storm cleared, the clouds white, the wind gone, but the sun was setting, the shy darkening and Takashi grow weaker.
Just need to reach land.
Takashi looked around, feeling his dry mouth and squinting his eyes to see if that will help him find land.
My wings feel so...tired and numb.
Takashi started to glide to relax his wings.
Then he saw something in the distance.
"What the."
Takashi forced his wings to make himself go fa to the strange object.
As Takashi got closer, the object became more clear.
"It's a city. Land."
Takashi flew faster, feeling his pain going away, the exhaust shrinking, the sweat flying off his skin.
It looks like Nouakchott, the capital of Mauritania.
Takashi landed on the beach, hearing the shores moving back and forth on the sand, the sun gone and the stars shining.
Takashi looked to his right and left, seeing that he was in the middle of two builds that were in a far distance.
Time to blend in.
Takashi made his wings go in, his tail shrunk, his snout in, teeth dull, tongue normal. Making himself look like his real self, except no shell and skin black.
Then Takashi pulled his brown cloak around his body, then covered his head with the hood, so no one could see his face.
If this is Mauritania, that means the people speak Wolof, Soninke, Pular and official Arabic.
Takashi started walking to the city, keeping his head down.
Hopefully I still remember Arabic.
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Takashi was walking on the street's, and when someone said,'Marhaban,'translation: hello or hi, he would say 'Marhaban,' back.
Okay, need a place to spend the night. While I'm there, I'll be making a new chain so I can be human, blend in better.
Takashi walked in an alley way. While walking down, he saw at the end an abandon building.
Takashi looked around to see if anyone was around.
Clear.
Takashi crossed the empty street, and walked in, finding the door on the floor.
As Takashi looked at the door, examining it when he heard something.
"Marhaban."
Takashi said this kind of loud, pulling out his naginata, slowly going towards the noice.
Then a creek sound echoed throughout the room he was in.
Let's dance.
Takashi ducked, having a knife whistle over his head.
Then he stood up and lend back, having a fist fly by his chest.
Next Takashi put his right foot in front of him and trapped the person who was attacking him.
The person rolled over on their back, their face being covered by a shadow.
Takashi put his naginata a cenemeter from the person's throat.
"Man anti?" translation: who are you?
The person moved to sit up, shining light in their face, to show a woman.
What the?
"Sorry, I don't speak that language."
The woman had long black hair, pale skin, beautiful blue eyes, and white torn dress being hold up with rope. She also wear a black cloak that had sleeves, and a black scarf around her neck.
"Who are you?"
Takashi kept his face and body fiden in his brown cloak.
The woman starred at his face, seeing nothing but black.
"I don't have a name. People just call me it or miss. Who are you?"
"Ana Takashi." translation: I am Takashi.
"Well Takashi,"Takashi letter the woman stand up and put his naginata back,"welcome to Mauritania."