Two weeks had passed since the altercation with his mother and Dario happened and he was off to Torino Kingdom for his next mission. This time they want Marlo to stop the destruction of the Kingdom, it seems that some bird has grown passed the normal limitations of it’s species. Marlo is at the shore of Centauruea Island when a small red-wooded boat with gold outlines pulls up, it then rings the bell to signal anyone who is awaiting the ferry to get on. “Hm, this must be my ferry right here.” Marlo would climb on and how the middle-aged man his ticket, he grabbed it and shook his head after analyzing that the ticket was legit. Marlo would go to the back of the ferry and lay down with his katanas by his side and the sun beating down, he then pulled out his beige and dark brown book “Elbib” to continue reading the magnificent story. Sometime had passed while Marlo was reading the book and before he knew it he was at Torino Kingdom. “Sir, we are at your stop. Torino Kingdom.” The man would say standing over Marlo. “Ah, thank you sir.” Marlo got up brushing himself off and taking his swords along with him, he was now on the island and the first thing he noticed was a massive tree in the center of the island.

“How strange? I guess I’ll just head towards that tree and see if the natives are somewhere near.” Marlo would say as he eventually began to walk into the forest. Once a couple of kilometers in he would sit upon a boulder and rest for a bit, for some reason he felt as though this mission would take a lot out of him.

The sun was out and shining brightly. The sky was clear and devoid of any clouds what so ever. Sea gulls can be heard culling in peaceful before they are violently torn to shreds by the giant Torino birds. Ah yes, what a peaceful day. Sitting on top a tree branch was no other than Wade L. Bainbrydge, who has rowboated his way to this island for some peace and quiet to nap and relax. And, luckily, he found it. He had yet to encounter any natives (he was in the middle of the wilderness after all) as well as any birds (he was in the middle of the wilderness after all), allowing him a rather cooshy alone time. He currently had his hat tipped over his eyes, as he silently snored away his troubles, not having his cane and spiked gloves with him. However, there is a reason why one should not sleep on the branches of a tree, especially when that someone is one inch away from being a full on 10 feet in height. Wade, with his legs and arm dangling, began to slowly slide off the branch. It did not manage to the stir the sleeping giant in the least bit. Not even as he suddenly did begin falling. Plummeting toward the ground, he landed with a loud thud and bark of pain mixed with surprise, his tophat slowly following down and resting on his head perfectly. With that, Wade pulled himself up, rubbing his head as he looked in-front of him. There sat a boulder and on the boulder was a young man. Adjusting his hat so his marine symbol was showing, he dusted himself off and stood.

Wade would continue to rub his poor little-big head as the shorter man confronted him, asking him if he was okay before pausing and jumping back. Wade watched him with a raised eyebrow as he placed his hands on his sheathed blades while asking in a rather rude tone of what he wanted. Stretching out and yawning, still rather tired from his nap, Wade began to speak. "Eh...don'tcha think it kinda rude to snap at someone like that for no reason?" He would say, his tired eyes looking directly into Marlo's. "Especially when that someone just fell out of a tree." Upon saying this, he would put his hands on his back and push, cracking it. With that, the giant man would casually place his gloved hands into his pockets, being in no mood to fight. "Stand down man," Wade would say, his voice smooth like a jazz player's, "I don't have a reason to fight ya, do I?" With that, Wade would begin to walk toward's Marlo slowly, not wanting to scare him. He would stop when he's about four feet away from the younger man and sigh. Well this was just great, isn't it? His one day of peace, ruined. All because of him not being able to stay on a tree branch. It could always be worse though...

Wade listened as the young man, still having not blinked since he fell to the ground. "I'm ok, I guess. I don't feel bleedin' at the very least. And I'm a Ensign, though I been a Marine for a few years." Wade admitted quite easily and casually, seeing the information as nothing of importance (it really wasn't). With that, it was Wade's turn to observe. His eyes began to dart about the young man's body, looking at every point as he turned from him and walked back towards the boulder. He was fit, that's for sure, and, judging by his reaction to him, was either very easily threatened, or noticed something about Wade that was dangerous. Deciding to dismiss the thought however, Wade followed quietly and casually behind the young man and began to speak once more. "What's your name, if you don't mind me asking." He would say, his signature creepy-ass smile forming on his face as if out of instinct. He sat cross-legged in front of the man's boulder while leaning back in a relaxed position. He began to look about his surroundings. Trees. Trees as far as his eyes can see. That wasn't a bad thing though. It was rather tranquil. Serene. Wade just hoped a bird won't spot them or worse, poop on them.

Wade simply nodded at the man's response, but slowly began thinking more and more about what he said. He had heard many rumors and stories about how corrupt the Marines are and how brutal they can be. He never really seen it however, except for when he had to take out those rogues. Though deeply thinking about this, he was brought out of his stuptor when the man mentioned his name. Marlo F. Akari and.....he is on a secret mission? Wade looked at the young man as he stood and was about to question him further about said mission, but then the man jumped down and began running, waving goodbye to Wade. Wade, thought frowning, waved goodbye back as he ran, leaving him alone with his thoughts. Now alone, Wade sat there in silence, listening to the various sounds of the jungle. Well this was....strange. Wade couldn't help but think more and more on the matter. It was driving him nuts. After a few more minutes of just simply sitting there, Wade sighed and stood. Figuring it won't do him no good to think about something this serious while being tried, he decided to resume his nap. As such, he quickly went and hopped back onto a more sturdy and wider looking tree branch. Closing his eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle. What a nice young man.

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