It was high noon, sun beating on the city, a perfect day to be out in the water, and to have some much-needed relaxation from all the shit they had been doing. Knuckles could recall his first time stepping into the city, he thought he would fit in with his kind here, others who were part of the slave trade and had a hardship, but no most of encounters seemed to lead nowhere special, one of his kind even tried to swear she was human. Oh well, what was a red-haired male to do? He invented Ganbo to come to the water with him, they could go fishing and drinking and bullshit or just take a sail and enjoy the sun, take their shirts off and not be stared at by the number of scars worn on their body, or his slave tattoos that covered his body. Whichever activity Ganbo wanted to do Knuckles knew it would be fun, he thought of his friends for today as he knew his race liked the water or rather had a gift for swimming, maybe it wasn't the same at all either way it was sure to be fun. Knuckles wore his Unity Corps uniform, as always he needed to show the people there was those who were looking out for them, that wasn't true with Knuckles but it helped him seem like a friendly person and someone people would follow. On his lower back he was wearing his sword and shield, and his golden necklace around his neck, he was always ready now.