Return of an Heirloom [Tokaru, Shun, Ray] (Complete)

After the events with Roy, Ray Was completely exhausted looks around finding a nearby tree sitting under the shade of the tree rests up against it. Three hours past by before Ray woke up to the sun setting, he swiftly hops to his feet grabbing his bag of raw metals before making haste to Springwood. A short amount of time past from the tree he had rested against to the first home in the town, it was roughly a thirteen kilometer trip to Springwood. Even though he was exhausted, he powered through it so that he could return the weapon to its rightful family as soon as possible. Along with the grim news of the one that carried it, reaching the library he began to grab every book that lists family sigils four and a half hours passed before finally finding the perfect match. “Let's see it belongs to... The Saffron family.” Now knowing the name of the family who owns the gun, Ray was now on the hunt for where they lived and the most recent log of the Saffron families place of residents was Springwood. “Finally... something is going right now. How far do I have to travel, oh, of course, the other side of town! Well, I best get going.” He thought to himself. After leaving the library doors, heading to the Saffron family home, Ray figured he should drop off his materials back at his home, walking up to his workbench. He drops off the large stack of metal and coal and quickly grabs a First aid kit and multiple clothe hangers And begins to make a makeshift splint for his crippled right arm and hand. He rinses off his hands, arms, and face, knowing that he is about to talk to a wealthy family, Ray not being the type person to disgrace. He hastily washed himself off. Getting the coal dust as well as sand, dirt and blood from his busted right hand off of himself so that he could be presentable to the Saffron family, walking up to the gate, he noticed an intercom after pressing the button the voice of an old and angry woman began shouting at him before he could say anything. “What do you want? Leave us alone! We are not buying anything.” The intercom had shut off the call session dumbfounded on what just happened Ray figured unique the first four speak hovering his finger over the call button. He was able to get his words out first. “My name is Ray, I have a weapon that bears your insignia and I would like to return it.” With those words, He was able to break through the hasty response of whoever was answering the intercom the gates unlocked and open just enough for a person to walk through

Walking to the estate Ray noticed that the Saffron’s two story home. Was just that a two floors building and not a mansion, everybody had believed that the Saffron family was extremely wealthy, but that was not the case. As they were just like anyone else, and that everything they had that was a luxury they slowly saved up the money to buy the luxuries they had, Walking on top of the porch. He noticed a doorbell pressing the button “Ding Dong” taking a couple step back as he awaits an answer, not but two minutes pass before an older woman answered the door Ray was quick to state his business “I have found a gun out in the woods. The wielder dead after several hours of study, I found your crest thus I wish to return it. Ray stated to the elder woman before she invited him in. The family that lived there consisted of a son, a mother, and grandparents after introducing himself, Ray went further on how he found the weapon and had to use it, however, he spared them the gruesome details as well as the strange detail with the cookie to reassure them. He went on explaining how it was not just him who took down the beast they believed to be responsible for killing Lt. Bell, S, Chrome, but he kept that detail out wanting to give the family a piece of mind

Standing up, Ray faces the family raising his left hand. To gives them a courteous salute, do to his right arm and hand being out of commission. Still recovering from the battle, His coat covering up most of his arm the only thing revealed was his hand wrapped in bandages. “My apologies for saluting with the wrong hand as well as troubling you all at this late hour I felt that the weapon that bears, your families sigil need to be returned as soon as possible.” He said before heading toward the door. However, the elderly woman stopped him at the door, for a moment. he then entered and explained what had happened, “You said you and one other took down the monster with this antique heirloom not to be rude, young man but this gun is incapable of harming those monsters for generations now. So my question is this, you and the other hunter how did you kill the beast?” After the elderly woman pointed out the obvious about the gun being useless against the Grimm, Ray revealed that the Grimm was severely injured, but it had started a cave it tried to take him and the hunter along with itself. “I was about to go in for another attack, but the other hunter his name is Roy. He had stopped me and dragged me out of the cave by my arm. We barely made it out but during the fight. I tried to punch through the Grimm’s bony plates but upon impact. It shredded my arm and hand if only I had a weapon.” As he finished, he received a strange stare from the elderly woman before she then stood up. “My son is a blacksmith and his smithy is outside of Syne in a small town to the east his name, Johnson, Chrome give him this letter. However, even if he receives this letter, he may still refuse to make you a weapon unless you have money or materials” the elderly woman finished speaking as she closed envelope with the message inside she then drops hot wax onto the envelope before pressing a special ring into it, creating their family crest. Looking at the other members of the family, they seemed to not really care about what was going on rather, they looked as if they wanted to go back to sleep. With the message in hand, but before leaving he asks one question, "hold on Chrome, why is Chrome their last names, not Saffron?" he received a hesitant response from the elderly women, "they disown the family well most of the family they still love me and they are brothers so... nevermind, I guess it is just me now." Ray Immediately apologizes and gave his condolences to their loss before leaving the Saffron home and heads back to where he was living. The whole trek back with agonizing pain throughout his arm as he continued to concentrate his aura into his right arm until he could see a proper Physician grabbing the large sack of materials Ray marches his way to Johnson, Chromes residence

Thanks to the elder saffron for the information of her son along with a note with the saffron insignia stamped onto the front with wax. However, that is where the help had ended, as she did not tell him what the name of the town was. Where her son resides taking a shot in the dark, Ray marched down the footpath due east toward a small town after three and a half hours of walking, Ray finds himself in a small town, wishing not to disturb any of the locals. He calmly walks around in search of a smithy singing plumes of black smoke coming out of the chimney revealed where the smithy was residing after reaching it Ray knocked on the door. A man with the face of a Twenty-year-old answered the door slender in build Ray did not hesitate to ask. “Are you Johnson, Chrome?” a replay quickly followed. “Yes, that is me if you want to buy a sword, you need to go around to the front.” He stated. Then what the man told him to Ray walked around the building, entering the shop all types of weapons the armor decorated the walls, walking up to the front tables. He confronts Johnson’s “I like to know if I can commission you to build me a sword...” Before he could continue, Johnson stopped him. “I am not taking any commissions right now I am out of materials” just as Johnson mentioned that he needed materials, Ray raised the bag that he had gathered inside down onto the table. The weight of all of the constants in the bag had made the table start to bow “okay show off still, it is going to take more to get me crafting” and with those words, Ray handed him the letter from his mother, Ray watched as he carefully undid the seal. After a minute of Johnson reading the letter, he then looked back up to Ray. “What kind of sword do you need?” Ray then went into detail of what kind of sword he needed “7 feet 11 inches long. The 11 inches for the hilt and the rest the blade and I need it heavy how long you think that will take?” He asked Johnson as he scratched his head. “It is going to take at least a week and that is if everything goes smoothly. I have never built a sword. This massive” Johnson started to grab the bag of materials as he then realizes why his counter was bowing as he could barely move the bag, Ray then began to walk toward the door. “I will be back in a week.” He stated clearly before hearing Johnson. “Thank you for returning my brothers gun” after stepping outside of the smithy, Ray began to search for odd jobs that needed help to pass the next 7 days.

Out of Character Context: I was invited and allowed to the topic.

The time was rather brisk and calm, the forest about the local village was tame and held a alluring vibe to it, and after the party in Bellmuse and the beach time on Compress Beach, a small figure was more than ready to go exploring the area of the school which they attended, but the vast area was quite much for a one-hundred and three centimeter being clad in a crimson jacket. The strange pants that they wore, it seemed to be comprised of a remarkable material with many interesting designs, a dark leather with red flame décor along the entire piece and a yellow cloth wrapping with a brown outline around the entire piece that is held by a red waist strap, the red jacket which was clearly meant for a larger person covered their entire chest. The only other clear sign of their appearance was their bandaged hands and feet, which were bare, allowing for them to strut about without shoes, the individual held a boyish like tone to them and held dark hair that was dark than their Olive hue skin, a single hazel brown eye darted about for the right one was covered by their long bangs which covered the right portion of their face.

"Geez... this place sure is big, I should try to find the village, one of the employee's at Syne told me about the village near." "How am I suppose to get Lien without knowing where it is at?" A simple sigh reached the air of the small framed person, their voice somewhat boyish, but more or less forced, almost as a young male entering puberty or a adolescence forcing a deeper tone which either way was out of place and unlike most individuals this age, or one would think. With a few more minutes passing and the lone figure trekking the woods, they spotted some buildings in the distance which indicated the local town was closer to the; "There it is, finally." And with that they made haste to it, suddenly rushing forwards and quickly accelerating to a mighty speed of fifty miles per hours until finally stopping and sliding along the ground, gripping the ground with great force which caused their fingers to create long trails behind them in the ground, and afterwards, they stood up and dusted off their palms.

With people looking at them with a shock on how fast the being was before damaging the earth before them, only a chuckle left their lips and began walking about the town, listening on the conversations of the citizens before stopping and taking a seat on a bench, placing their head against the building behind them and enjoying the cool breeze slithering across the land. The warmth of the orange ball of flame in the sky creating a shimmer of rays over the being sitting on the bench, giving them a more or less magnificent glow and strange allure, after sometime passed by they opened their eyes and began playing to play with their bangs, allowing a shimmer of blue peek from the locks of chocolate, showing off a brief moment of difference in their eye color, but they shortly stopped and looked about, seeing people stare at them, mostly just children pointing at their arms and legs, their legs or rather feet being bare which allowed their toes and feet to be free.

Just after stepping out of the smithy shop Ray noticed is a group of people gathered around what looked to be skid marks in the pathway with dirt turned up as if a plow was dragged through walking past the crowd. He lays his hand, next to the four cuts in the dirt clenching his fingers into hooks as if he was grabbing something. Ray realized that the trenches were not made by a tool, but by bare hands, and what was more interesting was the fact that the size of the fingers that left the indentations were small, but the trail was long was still observing the mark in the dirt. He hears the crowd start mentioning someone running extremely fast that created the marks on the ground popping up to his feet, Ray looks around to see if the person was still in the vicinity walking around he passes a person of small stature. He then overhears some children asking their parents about no shoes. He pays it now mind but as a reflex, his head turned to the person of small stature. He had passed looking down to the ground. He notices the figure had no shoes, looking back up to the person’s hands. He could tell. They had just run through some tough dirt. “Interesting did that person create the skid marks in the path?” He asked himself before walking over to a small frame person wearing an oversize jacket

“Yo, one eye question for ya, did you happen to see who cause the damage to the path?” Ray asked as he then leaned up against the building as well. Realizing that he was more than a foot taller than the person he was talking to at that point. While waiting for a response, Ray began to loosen the buckles on his trailblazer that wrapped around his wrists, waist, and his neck before bending down to loosen the ones around his ankles. Doing so, to allow airflow that he may feel the refreshing breeze that was blowing by he then resumed his treatment of his right arm by pouring his aura into it, making the entire sleeve expand as if it was being filled with air it then glowed a bright orange. “Sorry I have to heal my arm the old-fashioned way, I do not have money for a physician,” he explained with his right arm limp he then placed his hand, into his pocket to ensure his arm was not going swinging wildly around.

“Only way to stop before hitting the buildings…?” Ray asked in a confused manner lean forward a bit to look at the skid marks again in the distance. “One… I mean Shun how fast were you going?” He asked as he reached over to his right arm to set the humorous so it could heal properly, the pain in which it gave him made him wince. He then heard Shun start talking about the Academy and their doctors. “I would, but I am not a student, yet I hear that if you join without a weapon. You have to fight Grimm barehanded normally I can handle that. That is when both arms are at one-hundred percent. As for this person you know, I have no money in which to pay.” He stated as he walked forward looking around he noticed a field with no crops growing, tightening his buckles back up. He turned to Shun “want to race there is an empty field right through these trees?” He said in a taunting tone, as he began to stop focusing his aura in his right arm, making the sleeve deflate with all his buckles tight. He pulls the caller of his trailblazer up covering his mouth and nose while he walks to the field hoping that Shun will accept His challenge

Following behind, Ray watched as Shun adjusted the large jacket revealing the bandages across her chest. “You... you’re a Gir...girl, um all righty then.” He stuttered from the shock but he had his suspicions, he just could not figure out Shun at first but now everything seems to make sense. The short stature the lean muscle structure “sorry, yes, use your semblance and I will use mine” he stated as he began stretching at the edge of the field, placing his right and left hand in his pockets. He looked to Shun “don’t call me mister the name is Ray and yes, I am ready.” He answered while taking up no stance. “Will go on your Mark,” he stated still baffled on how he could not tell Shun was a girl, a bit of an irritation rose to Ray’s mind. “A jacket is that what it takes to fool me I need to start training again.” He thought to himself while waiting for the word Go

Leaning forward a bit, Ray hears the word GO! With his legs, gleaming a brilliant orange before taking off He is stunned by a loud crack as if somebody was swinging a whip, just to look ahead of him to see the girl, now with what looked to be blue hair. “Show off if you want your takeoffs in a memorable fashion, you need a little more ump” he muttered to himself as he swiftly pulled his left hand out of his pocket and placed it on the ground now taking a proper stance. He takes off with an explosion, creating a three-meter diameter crater in his wake. He easily catching up and passes the now blue haired Shun, reaching the ten-meter mark his semblance had stopped and he had begun to use his heels to try to come to complete stop. So that he could focus his aura, back into his legs again his semblance being great for short distance burst, not so well for racing in its current state

Coming to a complete stop sixteen feet after his semblance Faded away, taking only a couple seconds to recharge his semblance, he watches as Shun passes him at what seemed to be a higher speed than when he passed her. Looking back, he notices a crater in the path Shun took after seeing the crater Ray realized that she was not holding back at all. With that, he felt a second wind brush along his back as even more of his aura flooded into his legs

Just before activating his semblance again, Ray watched as Shun tripped over a rock sending her stumble across the ground instead of continuing the race, Ray ran over to her and looked at her leg. “I do not think this is just a sprain. It is too big of a bruise. I think your leg is broken.” and without a second thought, Ray kneeled down redistributing his aura back to his right arm so that he may temporarily use it as he slipped his arms behind Shun’s knees and back lifting her up. “I guess we go meet your friend. You said he is in the Academy right?” He asked as he began walking, passing the crater Shun had created when she jumped, and then the two craters from when they took off Entering the town where they had met, Ray looks down to Shun in his arms “which way to the academy.” Ray asked while he started to swivel his head looking for a sing to point him in the right direction

OCC: I was allowed to join.

The blissful sound of the summer air was what drew the young male outdoors, the brisk and cool breeze; jetting his hair back, causing the long obsidian locks to dance and whip about as they held firm in their ponytail form. The sudden sound of his Scroll going off indicated he had received an email or some form of message with him now pulling it out of his black dress slacks and turning on the screen, he scrolled through the messenger tab and saw the new message, and to his surprise it was from Shun. "Oh, it's from Shun, what could she want?" He inquired upon opening the message, his once held smile faded into a straight expression, which quickly turned into a frown, before he knew it he was running towards his quarters in the Syne Academies Student Private Rooms.

He quickly assembled his armor and weapon before also pulling a hood over his face and taking off towards the location Shun had described in her message, the loud clanking of his metal armor filled the air about him, his emerald eyes focusing before him as he rushed passed everyone in Bellmuse and towards the town. "Hold on Shun, I'm on my way." His mind raced, who was this other male she spoke of, what did he look like, and why was she injured, could this male cause it, did she get into a fight with him, and that is why he was injured? These questions would be swirling in his mind as he made his way to the forest now, trying to keep his mind calm and focused as he used his memory to find this town, hoping he wouldn't take too long.

Listening to the ticks of a message being typed out, Ray casually carried Shun toward the inn. He was staying at spotting a bench outside the building, he decides to set her down onto it so they could keep an eye out for her friend, all the while, he resumed his own treatment of his arm. “So what does your friend look like?” He questioned as he stared toward SYNE Academy while doing so a strange rumbling noise startled Ray to the point that his Foxs ears flicked up from their flat position. When he realized that it was his stomach growling for food, he blushed out of embarrassment as he placed his left hand on his stomach. “Sorry I have not eaten much lately.” He stated. With his left arm, sliding breakdown to his side A few more moments passed before he realized that his ears were up swiftly tucked them down flat. He looked down to Shun “You saw that didn’t you?” He questioned. With a worried look on his face, not knowing if Shun was prejudice towards Faunus or not, He placed his left hand on his head as he waited for her response.

Ray was quite confused why he was being grilled, with his hand sliding off his head. He allowed his Fox ears to stand up naturally, as he looked the green-eyed man in the eye. “She tripped doing. I would say 40 miles an hour we were racing” he stated before loosening the buckles around his neck, wrists, waist, and ankles before then pulling the caller down from his nose and mouth, revealing the entirety of his face. “And the name is Ray. Ray, Kurama, Allen” he announced to the Emerald eye man, he then looked down to Shun he began to speak once more. “I think her ankle is busted. I only say that because of how dark and big the bruise is,” he stated before he began to roll up his right sleeve, and releasing his focus of aura from the arm to allow the bruises to show. His arm rapidly became darker and darker before turning to an extremely dark purple showing that all three bones in his arm were broken. “I kind of know what a broken bone looks like from the outside, but nevertheless she says it is a sprain those it is up to somebody with medical experience.” He acknowledged as he set down on the bench his arm still extremely dark purple it had started to scare people off. He swiftly pulled his sleeve back down and poured his aura back into the arm as he remains seated he noticed a clinking sound coming from the Emerald eye man's armor. “Your armor sounds a bit loose.” He stated before looking over to Shun to see what she had to say

Standing up after the man name Tokaru examine their injuries and concluded Shun’s injury to be a dislocated ankle and his injury to be six breaks two per bone in his right arm, Ray walked around to Shun wrapping his right arm around her back and neck while using his aura to stiffen his right arm. He then takes her arm and places it around his neck as he helps her hobble over to the inn then down a hallway to the last door on the left inside there are two pieces of furniture, a small bedside table and a double wide bed helping her over to the side of the bed. He set her down and walks around to the opposite side of the room. He leans up against the wall. “This currently is my home sweet home until I get my weapon that I may enroll into Syne,” he stated patiently waiting for Tokaru to begin the procedure. All the while, he wondered to himself, “Why does he need privacy the dislocation granted it is painful when resetting but it's not like it would gather onlookers.” He thought, with his right arm. Now gone limp from no aura being supplied to it, the pain of the breaks started to take his attention as he slowly gritted his teeth. Even though his face showed no sign of pain