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The name was Buruberi but you can call me Blueberry. Li Blueberry.
I was a journalist in training. Which meant that I was what people called an 'intern', a fancy word for someone who works long hours without getting paid in the hope that they will get a reference they can use to one day get a paying job in the distant future. I was interning for The Daily Bugle, currently the fifth most read daily newspaper in the Continent. I had just received word that I was finally being given an assignment. I was to travel to Raiden's Eye and interview the cityfolk there about their thoughts on the current tax rates.
I took my place in line as I waited for customs to get to me so that I could show my paperwork and leave the village for my assignment. To pass the time I whistled.
I was wearing my work clothes which consisted of a paperboy's hat, a scarf, and a simple purple dress.
Now where were could those custom officials be?