TIDUS
It was a normal busy day in the city of Kalistos. Tidus had woken up not too long ago to the sound of a bustling market place and a furious fish seller who was yelling at a small child for stealing food. His 'home' was in between two tall houses that were close together but far enough apart to make a small alleyway, a place where he kept most of his belongings that he didn't take with him and where he slept comfortably in a torn and dusted matress with a tattered thin blanket that was useless in winter. It was much like a home to him, cardboard boxes were scattered around neatly, luminated at night with small broken lanterns that he scattered around and on top of the cardboard to make it comfortable and homely. With these lanterns little possesions that he had gained over the years sat on some of the boxes like a shelf of prized trophies. A pair of washed--but still dirty clothing containing of socks, shorts and shirts hung lazily on a small piece of wire connected from one building to the other. The brick tiles on the ground were dirty but not as dirty as other bits in the city as Tidus made sure to keep his house as clean as he could.
He stretched wearily after he threw on some clothing and picked up his back pack of handy tools that he used during his endevours throughout the town. His shoulders complained, not used to the weight of the back pack once more after two weeks of not having to search for any items and especially food. Two weeks ago he had hit the jackpot of finding a whole bag of rice thrown away because mice had gotten into it, but it was still perfectly fine and a wonderful find for a homeless boy. He boiled the rice with water in a small broken pot that he found and fixed quite some time ago and ate plain cooked rice for breakfst, lunch and tea for the last two weeks. The bag of rice was near empty now and he had to deal with rations again until he found another great find for food once more, though it was very rare and a special treat. He noted to himself to check the place where they threw out the rice in case they had done it again, even though Tidus was sick of rice now but food was food.
After walking through the crowds of people a short while he caught on to a few whispers of a strange girl in the market place. Customers were a great source for gossip and news and he learned to listen to them after the day when he heard the bakery was giving out free samples of their bread and he managed to sneak at least 10 free samples that afternoon.
Often new people meant money, sellers often bathed in the thought of new people because they generally were travellers and had a lot of money to spend in markets and shops. Tidus, of course, bathed in this thought as well. Not more than once had he tricked travellers into giving him quite a bit of money or some nice food. He sought out to find this mysterious girl, perhaps he would eat something different to rice tonight.
It wasn't long before the whispers became more common and peoples stares pointed in one direction. A girl of an age he wasn't sure of sat on a bench, long pink hair fell down to her waist and he was baffled; never seeing one quite like her before. This only meant one thing...she had to be loaded with money. His hopes pearked up and amidst the crowd of people he considered approaching her, asking if she needed any help and then asking for some coin in return. Yes, that would do.
Tidus approached the girl casually and looked down on her, him standing and her being seated. Her hands were covering her face and she seemed rather distressed; perfect! He refrained from smiling and gave his most polite voice, clearing his throat before he spoke.
"Hey there...uh...do you need some help?"
Of course, he looked rather shady (it wasn't mistaken that he was a homeless boy--or what he liked to call himself, a rogue) but people seemed to accept his offers because he was polite and his eyes were a lot different to the rest of him so most of the time they trusted him, though some were too smart and left him without a penny (on his bad days), so he tried to be on the best behaviour he could be when talking to potential 'customers'. He hoped this girl was the same.