Finally off of the boat that took over a 1000 men and women to another country, Izo felt the breeze that steadily flew by from the ocean. He looked off sore and saw the Sun setting of under the horizon line that made such a beautiful array of light gleam out from the sky and reflect of the calm waves of the ocean. It was beautiful to see at the end of a long boat ride that was surely to take the most out of a person's body.<br/><br/>Izo turned away as it got darker and the sun was completely away from site. Stars could be seen all around the sky of such a place. "Italy, I have been waiting for you." He says as he begins to shift his dark green sports bag to his left hand from his right. Beginning to walk though with large, long stride, he moves quickly to the park. Most would have deemed his walking as power walking but he was taller than the average man. he had no choice but to walk as such. Once in the park, he stopped and noticed a man with a couple people, young women to be exact, around him. Curios, Izo turns completely towards him and watched. Magnificent and mind blowing tricks were being displayed. Looking closer to the man making such a feet of what some would call "magic", Izo noticed that it was the man that was lost at sea and was found and brought aboard the boat. What gave away his identity was his hair. It was a dead give away.<br/><br/>Izo wanted to approach the man and start a conversation but was unable to since he began to leave with one of the young women. The other seemed to have left from being startled by his bright "magical" flames. Izo was sure that not many have done such a thing with fire before so he knew how the girl that left must have been feeling. Confused, curious, and even scared by the non-understandable. Izo made a slight smirk and made nothing of the man's departure. Simply a date maybe. He swung his sports bag around and unzipped it in one little gesture. He pulled out a small thick piece of paper. What was it? A map. A map of every little place in the location that he was in, La Spezia, Italy. He took this from the military base just before leaving. It had everything marked on it, include small, illegal facilities that were pinpointed not too long ago. Also on this map read the location of his apartment. The place that was secured for his safe arrival in case anything was to happen while near the location.<br/><br/>Izo walked around the city for a bit checking out bars, stores, businesses and even small festivals that took place at night. This didn't take him long since he didn't feel that he should be out for more than a couple hours. Once he was back at his living quarters, he pulled out an unusually small key from the wallpaper of the wall next to the door. Nice hiding place right? Maybe. But anyways, Izo walked into the first room and saw hard wood floors that seemed to be a little worn down and older but still acceptable, a dark brown couch, an old TV and small remote to go with it. The window was rather small but still good enough to enjoy a great view of the town. He was in the 18th floor of an apartment building. His apartment seemed to be fairly larger than the rest but not too much bigger. In the next room was the kitchen. It consists of a small stove and microwave, several cabinets, a frig, and a sink. In a small room from the kitchen was his bedroom. Only a small bed and a few blankets were in there. Nothing more was really needed so Izo didn't mind. by this time he had skipped dinner and went straight into his room to lye in his bed to think. This was his time to plan in sanctuary and without the thought of someone interrupting. So he began, staring at the ceiling with paint beginning to peel. Blinking once every 2-3 minutes, he never took his eyes off of the ceiling for about an hour before he dosed off into a slumber from the exhausting rocking that he experienced while on the boat. His first time to relax in a while.