Levi put the finishing touches of the new rucksack, and lifted it to examine his work. The frame was simple, consisting of the metal rods to keep the pack’s shape, with the whole pack held together by 550 cord, which also made up the shoulder straps. Additionally, he made a small loop for the bat to hang from low on the bag, close to his hip, and a couple of smaller loops along the shoulders, where he put the potions for easy access. He slipped it onto his back, feeling out how the improvised straps dug into his shoulders, to determine if they needed to be wider. [i][color=82ca9d]That should be good enough. At least, for now.[/color][/i] He stood up, looking over the people coming and going, being everything from normal people to fantastical creatures, with no one batting an eye at the oddities. He started to walk around, getting a lay of the land and looking for any sign of Hoshi, Alias, or Morgan. [color=82ca9d]“You’re here somewhere,”[/color] He paused briefly, something he couldn’t place keeping the doubt at bay. [color=82ca9d]“If you died on me, I’m going to kill you.”[/color] He went through the first district, through every street, checking every shop, finding every back alley he could, but found nothing that helped his cause. 

[color=82ca9d][i]They aren’t dead. They couldn’t have just died like that, they wouldn’t. They’re too stubborn, too tough for that… right?[/i][/color] He looked up at the sky, uncertainty slowly creeping in. He then dipped into a quiet spot, one that everyone seemed to be giving a wide berth for one reason or another. [color=82ca9d]“I need you to come in clutch for me, Tsu. Please. We both know they can’t be dead. Find ‘em and keep an eye on ‘em. We both know I can take care of myself, just make sure they’re okay until I get to ‘em.”[/color] Then, he heard something he didn’t expect. A bark, like that of a dog… no, a puppy, somewhere nearby. It was quiet and somewhat muffled, but he could make out that it wasn’t happy. It was… angry? No, it sounded more scared than angry. He looked around to find the source, and found himself staring down the third district’s gate. [color=82ca9d][i]By what Zac said, I’m guessing there’s either Heartless or something similar running around in this district. I should let them know… no, it could be too late by then. Just run in, grab the pup, and get out. What could go wrong?[/i][/color] With that, he pushed open the gate, and made his way into the third district.