[center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/H1L47zdDyGcla/giphy.gif[/img][/center] [color=0072bc][center][h1][/h1][/center] [/color] [color=aba000][center][h1][i][u]Akiva Hishamie[/u][/i][/h1][/center] [/color] The color blue had always held a small and strange sway over Akiva. As he stood only a few feet away from the glass that separated him from the sea life in the aquarium Akiva thought that no place like the aquarium in Oceano Beach. Akiva already felt like his usually lazy demeanor was a little dangerous, and when he visited the aquarium he usually ended up putting down his guard completely. He couldn't help doing that to himself it was just a bad habit. Most jobs he worked on did not lead him to large bodies of water or to aquariums in general but he made it a point to try to avoid any aquarium based jobs if possible. Not that there was a lot of work options in that area, which Akiva appreciated. A small dolphin suddenly swam past the glass slowly, circling around the underwater tank it was in. As it swam closer to the glass the smaller children that were watching squeaked with glee and excitement. Akiva was surrounded by the munchkins, suddenly aware he was the only grown man watching this seriously. Akiva blushed slightly and chuckled softly, turning around and walking out of the group of children that had formed around him. He stumbled out of the group awkwardly, trying not to kick any of the small children who had no idea what the definition of personal space was. As he was able to escape her stumbled, hopping on one foot for a second until he centered himself. He ignored the faces of the parents that were present, ignoring their stifled laughter. Walking away with what little pride he had, Akiva walked away from the dolphin exhibit with his hands in his pockets and an embarrassed smile on his face. Akiva found an exit as he walked on that would lead him out of the aquarium and proceeded through it. As Akiva looked up into the daytime sky, he was extremely gladdened that he could be here and was not arrested in that gas station incident. Akiva looked down and pulled his hands out of his pockets. He opened them, and as quick as he could he made a pulse of energy underneath the palm of his hands. Akiva narrowed his brows and sighed out loud. Having powers meant that he could do so much more than the average man. But when he did the punishment for him was always twice as much. He would have been put to death if caught, or dissected, or used as a weapon. Akiva truly didn't know, people were always able to surprise him when it came to the depths of their cruelty. Akiva shook his head, eager to be rid of such melancholy thoughts. No work meant not being allowed to think like an adult today. Akiva paused for a moment, thinking back on what he had done so far and what to do next. In the morning he had gotten into that little..situation but had been able to get away from the police. He was sure that he had entered and left hiding his face from any camera angle, and the unlucky cashier probably wouldn't be able to describe him very well. But to make sure, Akiva went to a store afterward to purchase new clothes. Akiva decided on a pair of slim fitting black jeans, a simple gray v neck, a hooded black long sleeve jacket, and a pair of black and white converse. As Akiva left the store and pulled his hood up on his jacket a thought struck him. He had made decent money from the last job and he probably should have given Chenoa some sort of...well reward. Akiva did not know what else to call it, besides a reward for her efforts. She may not have understood everything that happened but she had put in a lot of effort. Kinda. Akiva went through the numbers in his head and decided on his next course of action. Akiva pulled out his wallet and thumber over the top of the bills he kept on him. He had about a grand in different types of bills in his wallet, which after buying clothes was very much lightened. Sighing, he knew what he had to do. Since he felt like he owed someone more, if he did it now he would not have to do it later. It took Akiva about an hour to walk back home, to which he boldly walked back inside expecting an extremely angry sister but instead found nothing. Akiva panicked for a moment when he could not hear anyone home, his sister not home, but calmed himself down. If she chose to leave that was her choice, but Akiva worried none the less. Her health was at risk whenever she went out and was especially more so when she went out alone. Akiva sighed but continued to his room, immediately going to his stash of money hidden away. He mainly had 100 dollar bills but Akiva figured she wouldn't mind. Akiva put the cash in a vanilla envelope, closed it, and put in underneath his arm on the inside of his jacket. Altogether he had about two hundred grand in cash, and even more in offshore accounts. While he and his sister had money, they preferred to spend very little on luxuries. The less flashy the better, and most of their money they put into accounts not easily accessed so whatever cash they have is cash they withdrew after completing a job and getting paid. So 5 grand did not seem like a poor gift. Akiva traveled by taxi to the cafe that Chenoa worked at, but kept his hood on so he could hide most of his face. He left the vanilla envelope, as well as a note left inside the envelope, in the mail slot then got back into the taxi. He laughed to himself. He left her a note written in blue pen which had stated," For Dove ". He hoped Chenoa understood that it was meant for her since he had called her that as a nickname. With the debt repaid Akiva decided that since he had a little bit more spending money with him that he deserved a treat. He gave the driver instructions to go to the aquarium. Which brought Akiva's train of thought to an abrupt stop as he finished remembering what he had done so far today. Kill a man, pay a girl, see a fish? Akiva laughed out loud at his own weirdness. He did not mind when a few people stopped and stared at his antics, but his laughter died out anyway. Akiva took out his phone and called another taxi service for a pickup, deciding on where to go next.