The Passport To Further Adventures Awaits! [Job]

Mura and his companion spirits, Kyuken, Serben, Alkia, Kai, Golem and Kellen, where standing at Hargeon Port to obtain their passports; recently, the gates to a lot of places had been opened by the Magic Council and people were now rushing like crazy to obtain passports for everyone. Mura felt pushed all the time, constantly. “Wow, hey, don’t push, there’s plenty of time for everyone..!” he complained, but they didn’t really listen to him, “Jeez… hey guys, how long are the line?” Serben quickly took a glance at the line; it was so long that the end wasn’t visible. “Ehh… sstill a long way, Mura,” she answered. Mura sighed and tipped his foot up and down, while waiting.

Hours went pass him like days, and days felt like weeks, even though that he didn’t wait for that long. “I can’t… stand anymore…” he began to speak up slowly and felt a loss of power in his legs. Serben looked at the line again, and sadly, it didn’t look shorter than before. “Jussst… a little longer,” she commented, but Mura was already on his knees. He couldn’t feel them. “… I need to sit down somewhere…” he slowly said and looked around for anything that could be sit on. His legs felt like lead and if he didn’t find anything to sit on, he might lose his consciousness.

“Hey, Kyuken. You see that cart over there?” he asked, while pointing towards an empty cart, “Let’s see… into the cart, Kyuken!” Kyuken did as commanded and launched into the cart, causing it to turn spiritual; and controllable for Mura. “Alright, over here with it, my legs are burning!” Mura ordered and the cart moved towards him, which caused a few people to get shocked, as they saw it with their own eyes. The cart ended at him and he could finally relax his nearly broken legs and knees, while waiting at the line. He felt an ecstasy surge around his body as he put his butt on the cart, a giant smile appeared.

“Ahh… this is great,” Mura commented, as he was moved further in the line by the cart, “Awesome technique, am I right Kyuken?” “I admit that it was pretty smart,” Kyuken answered, “but I feel like a vehicle. I’m supposed to be a legendary warrior; a samurai!” Kyuken might have gotten a little bit insulted, as he was lifting and moving Mura in the line. Kellen was jumping around; he couldn’t stand this. “Argh, this is nuts! Why are we waiting so long!?” he kept yelling and complaining, but Mura was in another world now. His legs had been so overused that sitting in a cart felt like Heaven.

Finally, after several hours of yelling, waiting and relaxing, he ended at the front of the line; where the passports were being registered. The assistants asked for Mura’s name and if he was alone, or with family. To troll with them a bit, he decided to refer the spirits as “companions”. “Actually, I’m not alone,” he answered, giving signal to the spirits that they should appear, “These spirtis are with me.” He smiled a lot, while saying that. The spirits that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, scared the assistants a bit. Luckily, they didn’t really need passports, so Mura rolled with it and got his registered.

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