Probitas:Tales of Innocence

[Retane]

The masked shinobi vanished soon after the boys had taken their leave. Probitas sat on a near by bench as he tried to peice everything together. Kelsie sat beside him as she stared at the ground. She was a stubborn child with a big heart. She felt she had been in the right dor sticking up for Probitas. She knew that he was young to the Word and innocent at heart. It was her job to see that he was comfortabl and at ease. That bully deserved what he got.

"Why don't they like me?" Probitas broke the long silence.

Kelsie fidgeted for a moment as she thought for an answer. She had been in the bully's shoes not that long ago, when she had first seen his father. She had held a predjudice agasint anything that was green. Had her psychic premonitions not lead her towards the young namek, she might still have a distate for her new friend and his kind.

"They just don't realize who you are. They look at you and see goblins or orcs. It's only because of your skin color. THey are just to ignorant to see that you don't even act like one of them. You're sweet and fun! Not mean and viscous."

Probitas thought on it for a moment and wondered a loud, "What if they are too?"

What do you mean", questioned Kelsie.

"What if they really are sweet and fun too? The goblins and orcs. What if they are and we just don't understand them? " Probitas' eyes told that he was truly genuine.

Kelsie thought on it for a moment, then shook her head, "THey kill relentlessly. They raid trade caravans and mercilessly slaughter innocent lives. They'd try to destroy our village if we didn't have our ninja."

"My father has killed. Ninja have, as well. Thy've done it without hesitation, haven't they? Maybe the goblins and orcs are just missunderstood by everyone?" Probitas was dearching for answers.

"I-I dont know", Kelsie conceded. She couldn't argue with the yound namek's logic,as she didn't look much older then him and they were both children.

Probitas thought about it for a few moments longer. He had never met an orc or golbin. He had heard bits and peices about them,and what he had heard always ended un death. His resolve was strengthening as he wondered and the yound namekian got the notion that as an Ambassador of the Horsemen, he might seek out the green humanoids and find a way to make peace with the tribes.

Kelsie grabbed his hand and it was obvious that she was trying to avoid the subject from continuing any further. She pulled at the young namek's hand with a smile."Come on. We were suppose to meet the others at the park, remember? We're already late! I bet they're waiting on us, so let's hurry up before they leave, ok?"

Probitas flashed a smile and nodded as he relinguished himself from his prone position and moved in the direction of the park. He put his idea in the back of his mind, knowing he would have time to tihnk it out later. THe two quickly forgot their previous distraction and began humming and skiping slong in the direction of their destination.

It wasn't long before they arrived and found their friends waiting for them. Probitas had met them twice and remembered their names; Brin, Lyjia, Teren, and Else. They were all Kelsie's age and spent a lot of time together playing in the village.

Else was a brunette with glasses, who wore a light blue tunic with dark green prants. She saw the two approach and nudged Teren, who had raven locks and donned a whaite shirt and black cargo shorts. Brin and Lyjian, who were clad in identical dark blue and yellow jumpsuits, took time from their current squabble about who was the more handsome of the two, to wave at Kelsie and Probitas.

Probitas approache the group with Kelsie, wondering what adventures or games they might enjoy today. Teren scowled at the boys to chill out and the two agreed after a quick glance and a wink. Brin snickered under his breath and Probitas found himself intrigued with the situation. It meant some sort of mischeif was about to happen. Lyjia grinned and called out, " Probie, Kelsie, who do y'all think makes this jumpsuit look better?"

As if on cue, both of them made thier most glamorous attempts at posing. The namek and his companion laughed at the duo, forcing Teren to look back and shove an elbow into Brin's side. He doubled over for a moment, asking why he got hit when he hadn't said anytihng. Elsa answered that he partook in the event and Teren probably felt like she was being mocked. Lyjia was laughing so hard, because he kept narrowly avoiding Teren's punches and foot stomps.

As the commotion settled, the six shared a few laughs before Kelsie explained why they were late. She didn't mention their talk on the bench, but included everything up to the point where the ANBU Black-Ops member had taken his leave. Each one of the friends had their own inout to the Subject.

"Squeaky ran by not to long ago with that same roasted chicken", Elsa stated, looking around.

"Do you know which memberof the ANBU it was", asked Brin.

"I bet that'll teach those buullies to mess around with people. Go Kelsie! Yeah!" Teren had a clenched fist in the air and a grin on her face.

Lyjia fidgetted for a moment and scratched at his head, "I don't tihnk they learned their lesson."

"What do you mean?" Everyone stopped their joking and turned their attention to the young boy, but it was Else that had spoken.

Lyjia frowned for a moment, struggling for the words, because he knew that when he once spoke, that their fun would most likely be over for the day. "There isn't any chance that your masked friend came with you is there", he questioned at last as he pointed inward, toward a large jungle gym. Near the top of the dome was the wide-eyed and frightened Squeaky, the whole chicken in it's mouth. At the base were surrounding kids watching as four boys, one with a swollen and bright red nose, threw rocks at the terrified feline.

One finally managed to pelt the thick sleek fur of the cat and he dropped the roasted chicken tp the ground as he made what one could guess would be the equivalent of a holler, though it came as a shrill, ear peircing noise.