Black was leaning against the rail of the ship, his arms crossed and his eyes closed in thought. Normally, he would prefer not to wear a shirt, as the garments interfered when he wanted to release his wings. This, however, was not a normal occasion.<br/><br/>About a week ago, he'd received a messenger bird--of all things! It carried a note addressed to him, asking him to come to the port town of Methodin. He would, of course, have a task to complete if he went, but he'd been promised something surely worth his while if he chose to accept after he met the one proposing this.<br/><br/>He might have brought the bird back with him to return it to its owner, but the damnable thing was so loud and annoying. He'd opted to eat it as a snake before he left instead. A few too many feathers for his liking, but other than that it was good.<br/><br/>Anyway, seeing as he had to go to human territories, the demon thought it better to don a shirt and attract less attention.<br/><br/>He'd been hoping for a nice quiet boat ride to the mainland. Unfortunately, instead he was stuck on a boat with several loud people of various races and a very irritated cabin boy. As the demon listened to the conversation, one of his yellow, slitted eyes peaked open. In truth, Black had seen just such a man sitting in one of the cabin rooms, but there was nothing to gain by relaying the information to the bearded man. This in mind, he closed his eyes again, trying to shut out the noise.<br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/>Ijemaru had arrived in Methodin exactly on time. If everything was going according to plan, the demon would arrive soon and meet him in the inn, just as specified in the letter he sent. The light-haired boy found his way to said inn and paid for a two person room (the kind where they're not a couple). He sat down at a table in the back corner and crossed his arms, waiting patiently and thinking methodically.