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Simmone

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    Black Lotus

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    Firm Anima

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  1. 8/18/23 The Purge: 155241c 163014c 173855b 179120b 180198b 178818b 179331b 182086b 174701d 178784c 178837c 178917a 178951d 195412a 195522c 195523a 195534a 195558c 196270a T1 (HLY)(Keen)(Keen) T1 (V.O/Envenom)(Taunt/Keen)(Taunt/Keen) T3 (FRZ/BRN)(BLD/Para)(BLD/Para) T3 (FRZ/BRN)(BLD/Para)(Taunt/Keen) T3 (V.O/Envenom)(BLD/Para)(Taunt/Keen) T3 (HLYBLS/Para V)(Miti/Thorn) T3 (Anti Freeze/Fireproof)(Miti/Thorn) T3 (AA/Phase)(DMG/ACC)(Taunt/Keen)
  2. Given to @Vigilon
  3. Lots a weapons: 3/16/22 ID'd (Dated) Given to Vigilon Kamisori given to Oscar Other two given to Jomei
  4. 3/15/22 (Milkyway Blueprint: Setsuna, Draught of the Seer Used [Respite]) Keep: Ruri: [ T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641a ID:202641a (T4/Weapon/Perfect) BD: CD: LD: 206006 10 9 16 Absolute Accuracy/Phase 206007 9 10 4 Taunt/Keen 206008 9 10 3 Taunt/Keen Reroll #1:
  5. Her eyes rocket up to the Ifrit, as she reaches into her leather armor. A glance to Hidden and using a gesture toward the airship that was about to collide with them all. "We need to leave. Quickly." Watching the guards freak the hell out and start to scatter like mice after a gunshot. Removing a vial of some purplish and thick liquid, she uncorks the top. Taking a swig until it's empty, but it starts to refill on its own. " @Koga was it? That will have to do." The woman's iris start to charge in a vibrant gold hue, as a myriad of perception based skills fire off from an overdrived potion. "I
  6. Simmone pivots, popping her hip out to plant her hand on. "Sam, I told you. Did I not?" Putting the opposed hand to her face and shaking her head slowly, an obvious charade of 'no'. The thought of the cost was daunting even for her. "I knew I should have gone with you, but I assumed you could handle it." A bit of disgust on her face, knowing full well she was going to get an earful the next time she needed some new attire made. Just perfect... "That's fine, Apprentice, You can spend the next month or two working it off. And I expect you to actually show up for once." Opening up her inventory a
  7. The woman perks out from behind a nearby wall, in her hands a few tiny squares of cloth. "Well now that is much more like it." She quips, looking to her apprentice, legs to the heavens. "I take it things went well, I was worried you would end up causing him to refuse you." Her attention shifts back to those squares, and she seemed to be staring intensely at them. "I think given your dress, what is Katoka to wear?" she held up this deep maroon square, and held up a charcoal gray one as if comparing the girl to them. "The red one definitely makes you stand out more." Moro starts climbing up into
  8. "Too bad, it's a wedding, dear. Flashy is in the description, right next to dress." Slinking back into her chamber and picking up a small slip of paper. Turning it over, contact information. "On floor 17, in Larissa, you will find on the outskirts near the fabric stalls a small marble structure with an etching of twine. It is easy to miss, so pay attention." A small card with the locational data transcribed on the back. "He is a bit excitable and irritable, so I suggest you be on your best behavior and try to simply agree. Nod yes with me, Sam." Clutching the girl's head with both hands, and f
  9. Removing her hand from her face, and sighing with a feeling of being dragged into Sam's frenzy. Reaching out and placing her hand on the girl's shoulder, "Sam." An assertiveness in her tone, like an order. "Breathe." The woman's eyes still littered with gold light, the draught of the seer having yet worn off. "One thing at a time. Yes, I am still the only person who probably knows how to plan a wedding right." Locking eyes with the girl, as if lulling her into a sense of security. A gaze like a mother. "Two, there is no way the one day you are supposed to look better than anyone else, you are
  10. Exhaling a cloud of smoke, watching Sam rush back and forth like a lunatic. The twins just sitting off to the sides with eerie smiles, Moro holding a platter while Maru was fiddling with some trinket that sways like a metronome. "Sam, why are you making a mess in my store?" Another heavy puff before washing the place in white. The cat rushes off and finds his fat butt under a shelf, a crooked tail poking out. To avoid the hubbub. Slowly slinking her way off that sofa, her yukata pouring off the side and pale legs disappear beneath it. "You are going to scare away all the customers." A hand pla
  11. Given to @NIGHT x1 Demonic Shard
  12. 3/5/22 (Liquidation) 3/23/21 T3 Perfect Weapon #182064b T3 Rare Weapon #182080a T3 Perfect Weapon #182086a T3 Perfect Weapon #182086c T3 Perfect Weapon #182161b T3 Perfect Weapon #182161c T3 Perfect Weapon #182154b T3 Perfect Weapon #182243a T3 Perfect Weapon #182243b T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178784d T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178785a T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178825a T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178834a T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178837d T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178862a T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178900c T3 Perfect Armor/Shield #178902c T3 Perfect Armor/Shield
  13. A notification pops into view, and she twists her head to read it. Hidden didn't need to concern herself with running out of juice, Simmone on the other hand did. Acting as a conduit and peeling power from the ether was 'taxing' to say the least. "Freyd is on board and has secured an entry." A quick acknowledgement she pays to the white haired girl playing her double. "Question is, will they attempt to rush to the big ship's aid?" Noticing, the battalion was thinning out with the excessive slaughter, and yet the ground forces continued to gain mass. Dust takes to a swirl with another heav
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