It's time to restock

Finally after relaxing in a comfortable bed it was time to get down to the basics. All his gear had been confiscated when he had been arrested and after so many years there was no way to reclaim it. Luckily for him his family fortune was still intact. A solid half a million had accrued in his account while he rotted. Well there was some good to come of that at least. He had enough funds to get himself up to operational again. Still he would sigh as he rose naked from his bed. He felt too comfortable now. He used to love the feather pillows. Now it was like sinking into the bed. No matter, he would find in time he enjoyed it again. For now he would part his drapes and glance outside. The rain was only a slight drizzle today. He smiled as he considered his options. For now he would get dressed. Black shinobi pants with his black skin tight tank top and a pair of padded shinobi shoes. Ahh shoes. It felt good to wear those again. No more cold stone floor under bare feet. He would collect his pouch for money and attach it to his belt. He would be spending a considerable amount today.

He had managed to fix his front door and windows to his house and sweep out the majority of the dust with the help of some wind techniques though he had learned quickly to wear protection. The house itself was livable now though he didn't much care to buy furniture yet. Instead he had a key made and now was using it to lock up. It was his home again and no one would be allowed to trespass without his word. Still he would smile to have his own home again. With that though he would walk down the over grown path. It was uninviting to outsiders and he liked it that way. The path itself was well maintained it seemed outside the gate to the road. Once on the road it was a long walk to the market but honestly. He was enjoying the time and space. Even if he was being followed he could enjoy his freedom. A whole world of simpletons waiting for him to use them. Tools on his belt. Speaking of...he needed weapons and armor again. Not just food and drink for his abode.

It took a moment to gather himself and his memories to actually locate the market. After all he had spent about a decade staring at the same stone walls and much had changed in his time away. No one here knew him. However it was clear they feared him. His aura seeping out ever so slightly that everyone nearby could tell he was dangerous. However he made no move towards them or notice of them. He was simply another customer shopping among the stalls. Here and there he ordered bulk food and drink to be delivered to his home the next day. It was dreadfully boring but he did buy some lunch. Teriyaki chicken on rice. It was so tasty he had to order a second bowl. However as soon as he finished lunch and paid his eyes shifted to another shop. One he was very interested in. A weapons emporium. He had been reenlisted so of course he would need to find some more gear. He glanced over his shoulder and no one seemed to be making a move to stop him. Wonderful, he could go to his favorite kind of store and really begin his new life. How joyous.

The first things that caught his eye were the specialty shop items. A rigged umbrella and a rebreather. Of course he would take those. Such lovely items. Plus it was picking up on the rain again so an umbrella on the way home would be nice. Since he was walking he bought a back pack as well. Something to carry everything in. Two hip pouches and two leg holsters. His usual design for running gear. This place was just incredible. Someone could light everything ablaze with everything in here. His fingers would trace along two trench knives before he nicked himself slightly. Oh those would do nicely. Lets see here....two smoke bombs, two flash bombs, two chili bombs and two explosive tags. Simply two of each bomb. Oh they even had a medical table. Expensive but still. He would buy a sack of blood pills and coagulation pills. Even a bag of twenty military ration pills. A whole med kit of course. Even an extra thing of soothing cream, grain alcohol and two bandages. It would be good to get back in the practice of medicine again. Perhaps he wasn't a world class surgeon but he would like to have the supplies.

His eyes almost lit up as Five found himself next to a wrist mounted senbon launcher. Oh what a fun toy those were. Of course he had to buy it as well as ten senbon for it. It would be a fun game for him later. Still he was far from done browsing. He still needed armor after all. A pair of leather shin guards as well as leather spaulders and Faulds. He finished those purchases with a leather vest as well. Finally he went to the steel section. He only had two purchases to make there as he still valued his silent movement. A set of Cuisse for his legs and a set of steel arm guards as well. He needed some serious defense after all. If someone wanted his head they were going to have to work for it. Still he was pretty settled on everything when he had a moment of pause. A katana with a black handle caught his eye. A rabbit emblem was designed into the hilt. Oh now such a coincidence was difficult to ignore. He was the white rabbit after all. So he would smile to himself and purchase that as well. A good buy he thought to himself.

He arranged to have it all delivered to his home around the same time the food and drink was to be. He was home again he thought happily to himself. He had spent a good portion of his family funds but he was set for some time. Idly he would keep the umbrella on his person for now. It would keep the drizzle off of him as he walked home at least. And should anyone try anything it would likely prove highly painful for them. He smiled to himself as he walked down the rainy road. Now muddy with the increased dampness. The rain smelled good to him all the same as it pattered across the top of his umbrella. He would breath in a happy sigh before making his way directly home. He was rather tired of random people cowering away from him for the day. No need to cause a scene after all. Once more he glanced to the side as he saw movement. It was unlike those watching him to slip up. Regardless he would simply walk straight home. He would need to find a way to get away from them eventually.

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