[PS] Bar/Theatre/Arcade

[Bujin]

This the place?

Bujin sighed as he faced an obnoxiously long flight of stairs. The memory of having gotten there in the first place had escaped his memory, but it didn?t matter at that point. As he peered up the opening, he noticed black marks that resembled finger prints on the pale white walls. Logic said that it was something a child would do, but observation noted that the prints were too high. Bujin merely shrugged off his acute sense of sight and slowly lifted a foot to meet the wooden stair above it. The action killed him a little inside because he hated stairs. Hell, he hated walking, which was a fault that he made a mental note to correct for the events to come.

?Hell if I know,? Bujin muttered, speaking up to the cheerful voice as he continued his steady climb, ?Keep in mind that I have no idea where I?m going.?

Rae giggled innocently in response. Bujin chuckled in kind as he continued his struggle against the wooden behemoth. The flight of steps never seemed to dwindle, or at least it didn?t seem so to the small man. Finally, with a triumphant smirk, he reached the top of the stairs and did a small arm pump in celebration. Jumping up and down, he punched the air and hummed a victory song to himself. However, he heard a sound that soon made him grind his teeth.

Ahem, Rae cleared her throat; There are more stairs behind you.

Bujin turned slightly and saw another obstacle to his immediate left.

?Son of a bitch!? Bujin sighed loudly after he screamed.

Rae giggled once again. The blue man mumbled to himself with half a mind to shoot a deadly glare at the chick voice ? that is, if there was something to glare at. So, to make up for it, he shot an angry squint at the nearest person. To his surprise, however, it was a familiar figure. A female saiya-jin was standing at the top of what he was sure was the end of the stairs. She was staring into the room beyond, and judging by the smell and the drunken shouts that emitted, it was a bar.

?Celipa?? Bujin asked hesitantly, reluctant to take the risk of bothering someone that he didn?t know. The woman jumped ever-so-slightly, and turned around. Before she could even make a reaction, Bujin continued his trek up the wooden steps. This was for the best. Even if this wasn?t Celipa, the small man had a fresh person to hit on, and that ain?t bad.