Arcuied took his leave from home, he drapped his bag over his shouldur and sighed. "Hmmph....school agian..." He muttered as he looked around the small town, nothing ever happened here.....it never has and probably never will.
He slowly stopped at a drink machine, and bought a lemon soda, he liked the sour taste in the morning, it woke him up after his dreamless and boring nights asleep in his bed. The steam from the medical mechania building spewed forth agian.
He slowly walked onto the bridge, cars slowly driving by each other, the same as any other day, the repetive cycle that is Arcuied's life. He heard something rumbling behind him, a engine...a vespa? nobody owns a vespa in town. "What the....?" He said and turned around, seeing the strangest sight in the world.