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  • Birthday 02/22/1993

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  1. With a shrug, the violet-haired blacksmith followed after them, stepping up to the platform and calling out the name of the same settlement before her avatar was whisked away to its destination. She shook off the feeling of dropping eleven floors rather quickly, gaining her bearings just in time to see the young blonde child practically crash into Sey's arm a few paces ahead. She clung to his sleeve and started pulling him ahead, having already given them apparently all the information she intended to. The trio traveled for a short time, making their way to the eastern gate of the massive, sprawling city. With the wilderness laid out before them, the girl seemed to hesitate a moment, her brow wrinkling with nervousness until she quite literally swallowed the feeling down and made it a point to march courageously outside of the safe zone--with Sey in tow, of course. "What's your name, anyway?" Teion, who had been following along largely in silence, finally tried to get some more details out of the girl. "Beatrice." She answered simply while still looking straight ahead. "Where do you live?" "Next to the blue river." Teion's eyes rolled in her head. Obviously such simple conversation wasn't enough to take the girl's attention away from the dangers that she expected to lie outside of the city gates. Or maybe Beatrice just didn't like her. They walked and walked, the neutral mobs that roamed around the grasslands paying them no mind and the more aggressive monsters barely any more interested in the high-leveled players that escorted the girl. Just when the Town of Beginnings had become a far-off shape in the distance behind them, the trio finally reached what they could only assume might have been their destination. Before them stood a tall archway colored pale ivory that was well overgrown with reaching vines and spots of moss clinging to the surface. Almost embedded into the mountainside, the arch itself was rather intricately carved, but sported no identifying details. No banners, no insignias, and no clear indication of what lay on the other side. The tunnel was dark, but Teion could feel the cool breeze that brushed against her cheeks and tousled her long hair.
  2. Teion straightened her spine, standing back to her full height and placing her hands on her hips while she cocked a brow. She listened to the young girl's very vague description of where she wanted them to escort her. If it wasn't for Sey's insight, she wouldn't have had any clue where the blonde was talking about. "NPCs can move across floors?" She thought aloud, echoing Sey's skepticism. Almost immediately after she aired the question, she was reminded of one she'd much rather forget, nearly feeling her skin crawl as she realized just how creepy it was that a certain French-accented waiter would so quickly appear in so many different locations. But he was an exception, right? She pushed the unsettling thought as far out of her mind as she could manage. "Oh, it's fine." Teion responded automatically to Sey's apology. Offering a shrug and dropping her hands back to her sides, she conceded to the spontaneity. "If she can make it through the gates, I'll come see what it's all about." She said, referring to the platform that served as their fast-travel between the levels of Aincrad.
  3. [Assisting: Diplomacy] ID#: 114133 | LD: 15 Just moments after their greetings were exchanged, a small unusual figure had interrupted them. This little girl with short blonde pigtails falling over her shoulders was now clinging onto Sey with a pout forming on her lips. Teion raised a brow, her curiosity giving way to amusement for a moment while she held in a chuckle. Glancing up at the taller player, it was easy to see the conflict in his expression, and Teion was hard-pressed to let the man stand in awkward suffering for too long. She frowned, realizing that their surroundings were a bit too crowded. The girl was probably an NPC, but without the yellow cursor floating over her head to confirm it, Teion was left to guess how best to deal with her. Her mouth twisted to one side in thought, and then she took half a step forward amid Kyu's curious sniffing and nosing. She placed her hands onto her knees and leaned forward a bit to better address the young girl. "Big brother and I are really busy adventurers." She started, hoping to dissuade a request that wouldn't be worth their time. "If it's really important, we can try to help you...but no tricks, okay?" She lifted a hand and held up one index finger.
  4. Teion chuckled and stood up from the spacious couch she had been lounging on. Her arms lifted up into the air, and she raised onto the tips of her toes while she took a long, satisfying stretch. "Well, guess I'll see you soon." She exchanged a short goodbye with her love before getting what few things she might need together and heading out. The trek from Ryo's mansion well past the outskirts of Taft into the city itself was a fair one, but the walk was always rather nice. The sky was overcast, but it wasn't yet raining, and the well-worn trails were free of monsters and other such nuisances that a player might encounter outside of the safety of the city walls. Arriving in the European-styled settlement, Teion's brows narrowed into a squint, and she glanced over the smatterings of people that stood between her and her destination. Her searching gaze continued while she walked, until she was close enough to the teleport gate to spot a familiar head of snowy-white hair. The tiny wolf familiar perched on Sey's shoulder caught her off guard, but she was quick to suppose everyone had some sort of pet in this game by now. "Hey," She announced herself as she closed the remaining gap between them.
  5. "Hm?" There wasn't many people Teion received messages from these days. Her withdrawal from the participation in boss raids was a selfish and cowardly choice, but she had never been so much of a foreground player that her absences would have drawn much attention at all. To the curious hum that sounded over her shoulder, Teion smirked. "No idea." She replied while her finger scrolled through her menus. Opening up Sey's simple message, Teion's brows raised. "Huh. Sey wants to meet up. Maybe he needs some new gear?" She thought aloud. Despite the friendly innocence of the words he had typed to her, she couldn't help but dig deeper as she wondered what might have prompted his contact. Ryo would smile, hardly recognizing the name, but happy that it was one she knew. He'd give a nod of his head and encourage her to go, saying it would give him plenty of time to work on the surprise he had in store for her. After a bit of back-and-forth, playful squabbling between the two, Teion had sent off a simple reply:
  6. Teion

    [PP-F15] Cat Burglar

    Of course he questioned her, as if the things she was suggesting meant she was out of her mind. Teion reactively made a face, her lips pursing to signal the loss she was at. Finally, with this stranger calling her rationale into question, she got a chance to begin to take in the person that stood a few paces across from her. He looked younger than her, and at the same time more tired than her. He was cautious, but clearly concerned about his missing companion, both of which she could relate to. Then there was the one glaring thing that set their avatars apart. She noticed the orange color of his cursor as it spun over his head. She suddenly felt even sillier for implying that they work together to track down their stolen familiars, but another second later she felt conflicted again. A brand without context. It was even harder to discern what was the 'right' or 'wrong' choice in this situation. "Uhm... If you want to." She confirmed flatly, feeling the tension in the air. She watched him for a second, though she was always terrible at maintaining eye contact, and then shifted her weight with how awkward she felt. "I mean, I'm not gonna bug you to help me." She tried to explain herself a bit further. Just, like... I'm not gonna pick a fight, I dunno if we're better off trying to track this guy down together." She held her hands up in front of her a moment for added measure. Another pause, and she still felt just as awkward. "I'm Teion, by the way."
  7. Teion

    [PP-F15] Cat Burglar

    She suddenly felt put on the spot. She internally tensed with eyes on her that she had very clearly asked for, and his question was a valid one that she was now obligated to answer. The problem was that she didn't like the only answer she had to give him. She made a face, for only a second, that said she knew she was going to sound stupid. Teion waved her hand through the air in front of her, shooing her menus away. "Uhh. Okay, I know just how dumb it sounds, but, he really did just vanish." She wished she had thought of any other way to say that. Or that she just had a truthful, more believable response. She was wasting more time than she was helping. "He just like, sank into the ground. I don't know if it was a secret path, or he's just, coded that way." She was defeated halfway into the expanded explanation she tried to provide. She felt small and she didn't know why, and she didn't know which part of that frustrated her more. She had been wandering with unease nested in the pit of her stomach for the better part of an hour already as she tried to explore this foreboding forest. The realization that Jinx was gone now--taken from her--was sinking in and had her feeling worse. She could always message someone, asking for help. Burn a teleport crystal to get back to safety faster. She may have had the thin common ground with the stranger across from her, in that they'd both been robbed, but what was the point of continuing to hold up a stranger? Having a common goal, a common enemy, didn't always warrant an alliance. So what was it she wanted out of this exchange? "He took mine, too. We...could head towards the nearest town. Ask around. We can't be the only people in the world to have a guy like that mess with us."
  8. Teion

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  9. Teion

    Christmas Extravaganza 2018

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  10. Teion

    [PP-F15] Cat Burglar

    With the sound of shoes pounding against the ground some short distance away, she had more warning that someone was coming this time. Teion's head whipped around the moment she felt determined eyes on her, standing with one arm defensively raised when Pinball came to a hurried stop in front of her. Her brows narrowed, wearing half a complex expression that she would say is 'just her face' that contained suspicion, confusion, frustration, and a splash of anxiety. He said the word 'cat' twice, and it took her a second to realize he was actively asking her about his own. Her jaw hung open, but her brain took a second to catch up with any words. "U-uhh, I don't, no, I don't think so," She hardly had time to take in the person that approached her. She was grateful for the lack of a weapon pointed in her direction as a stranger had come running up to her, walking alone, in an eerie forest just far enough from civilization, but she could hardly discern the fact that that hadn't been the case with how messily the gears in her head were trying to churn and process all the information given to them. His words were urgent and his face was desperate, but a second after her floundered reply she began to realize just how much of a deer in the headlights she must have looked. Things were coming together. Now that this guy got his answer, he'd leave, right? Isn't that what she wanted? Something about the way Jinx seemed to vanish from her shoulder had a knot quickly forming in her stomach. Teion shook her head. "Err, wait--" She wasn't sure if he would have tossed her useless answer aside and angrily moved on, or hung his head in defeat. Either option seemed likely from his panicked face. "Uhh, I mean, there was a guy here," Her shoulders relaxed just half an inch, and she seemed to concentrate on explaining herself while she still had his attention. "Some creepy NPC. He didn't outright say it, but..." The knot in her stomach pulled itself tight without warning, and her hand suddenly flew up to drag through the air and hurriedly open her menus. "A cat," She mumbled. "A cat is your familiar?" Her eyes were locked on the scrolling text as she tried to get to whichever section of her UI that would give her the answers she wanted. She panned to her skills, inventory, then equipment until she stopped at a lighted square in the corner of the display. A vague silhouette of a featureless beast was printed on the background, underneath a foreboding red 'X', barring her from her familiar's stats. She tried to click on it anyway, but of course nothing happened. "Oh my God I think he took them."
  11. Teion

    [PP-F15] Cat Burglar

    Something interrupted their already brief interaction. The man simply took on the expression of a child who'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, while Teion's head whipped around as the end of a faint shout echoed across the foggy forest. "What was..." She whispered half the question, but the motion beside her caught her attention again. "Whoopsie! He must be awake." His fingertips hovered in front of his mouth to poorly conceal the childish grin that grew behind them. She looked back, brows turned up in confusion, concern, and quickly mixing into frustration and impatience. "What the hell's your deal?" She demanded. "If you've got some sh*tty quest hook or something, just get on with it." She shifted uncomfortably. Jinx's absence from her shoulder was both troubling and not--had the standoffish familiar simply melded back into her shadow, or had the unsettling man across from her really meddled in some way? Again, her brashness was met with another tut-tut, and a quick waggle of the NPC's finger. He paused for a moment, thinking. "Hrmm, nope! Toodles!" His fingers danced through the air in a quick good-bye before he scampered off in the opposite direction. The man took two or three hurried steps and then clicked his heels together, bending at the knees and giving his whole body a small, exaggerated wiggle. Like a scene out of an old cartoon, he sprung from the ground and arced as one would off of a diving board. To her shock, the man didn't land, or sprawl out on the floor. Had he phased straight through it? Did he meld into the dirt, the shadows, did he simply stop existing? She blinked in absolute perplexity, and then cautiously moved forward. She used the toe of her boot to step gingerly, testing the ground in front of her before committing and putting her weight onto it. "What in the actual hell..."
  12. Teion

    [PP-F6] Coming to Terms (Teion)

    Her smile picked up into half of a smirk, gaining herself a bit of confidence as she continued. With her free hand, she navigated her menus until she selected two items from her inventory. Turning her hand upward, a pair of sparkling gemstones appeared to share the space in her palm--a pale emerald and a speckled quartz. "I did the first two with someone ages ago, but never got around to finishing it. There's a baby dragon hidden on each of the first nine floors, and they all drop a gemstone like these when they die. I was told there's something--a building, or whatever--on the tenth that unlocks when you have all of the stones. It might take a little while, but the experience alone might be worth it." She gave a sidelong glance his way before pocketing the trinkets again. She wouldn't admit just how hopeful she was that he would agree, but she would give his hand a light squeeze as they approached the front entrance of his mansion. The door swinging open, Pennyworth of course stood not three paces away to greet them, as if he had been stationed there all along. For a second, Teion felt her stomach turn. The butler wasn't 'family' of Ryo's in a strict sense, but she had only once seen eye-to-eye with the 'mama bear' personality that Pennyworth seemed to have come equipped, and even then the situation had called for rather drastic measures. She could feel his eyes on her while she averted hers, temporarily retreating into her shell very much like a new girlfriend being brought home for the first time.
  13. "Hmm? Where's yours then?" The sound of an unfamiliar voice just over her shoulder caused Teion to jump nearly out of her skin. Spinning around, the amethyst-themed girl was met with quite a peculiar figure. Clad in a bright yellow tunic that stood out against the dark trees, his clothing was almost luminous in the dim natural lighting that carried across the thin fog in the air. "Good lord, could you not?" She pressed a hand against her chest in an attempt to steady her frantic heartbeat inside while she scowled at the NPC. A yellow cursor spun lazily over the brighter yellow hat that stood tall on his head. Unkempt locks of pale green hair poked out under its brim, and the strange man pinched a short section between a finger and a thumb as he shifted his weight and surveyed Teion quizzically. "C'mon, c'mon, it has to be around here somewhere..." Her eyebrows only narrowed at his roundabout nature. She was only hesitant to ignore the man and continue on her way because the thought of turning her back on someone like him in a place like this felt even more unsettling than trying to figure out what he possibly wanted. "This place is creepy enough..." She mumbled under her breath before speaking up to address him properly. "Alright, so...wha'd'you want? You have a quest or something?" She was rather blunt. The strange man simply shook his head and gave her a tut-tut, but he seemed to perk up a second later. "Ouhh, there you are little cutie!" He clapped his hands together and grinned far too widely. Teion raised a brow, taking a hesitant step back. He was looking her way, but he was no longer looking at her. Her eyes were wary to tear away from him, but the temptation was too strong. She glanced to the side, only having to look a few inches aside before she spotted something on her shoulder that wasn't there before. "Jinx, what're you--" She had almost smiled, about to jokingly scold the shadowy familiar. Before she had the chance, she reflexively jumped again when the red-eyed cat became nothing more than a dark wisp, plucked away by the NPC's quick and terribly pale fingers. "Yes! Wonderful!" He was jumping for joy in front of her. Despite Teion's confused and outraged expression, the man stuck out his heel and tipped his hat to her. "Thank you kindly, Miss, that was quite a find!" @Pinball
  14. A quick look over her shoulder, and Baldur seemed confused by her. She frowned, looking back to the mirror where she again saw a nostalgic-looking image of herself staring back at her. She glanced back to Baldur, realizing he was too far to the side to see either of their reflections, and so she stepped aside and gave a wave of her hand. "'Magic mirror'. See for yourself." She was a bit more dismissive than she had meant to come off, maybe in part to hoping that she wasn't crazy, or whatever strange effect the game had wasn't limited to her alone and just made her seem crazy. She turned and wandered off, just a few slow steps forward while she left Baldur to inspect the mirror himself while she thought back on a not-so-distant memory. She had spent plenty of time here and there before leaving an inn room, at a friend's place were they wealthy enough to own a player house, or even in the still reflections of lakes on different floors to check her appearance. Each time she was met with the same purple locks and familiar blue eyes. What that mirror held, however, she had seen once before since logging into Aincrad. She thought back to The Announcement. When every player was summoned to the main plaza of the Town of Beginnings and informed of their new fate. She had pulled out the Hand Mirror upon Kayaba's instruction, just like everyone else around her. That was one of the last, but certainly the most memorable, times she had seen her natural brunette hair, and the light spattering of freckles over her cheeks and nose. For a second, she thought her avatar's appearance had been reverted again. Why else would it show a reflection of her unaltered, real-world visage? But she was still Teion.
  15. Teion

    [PP-F2-NK] All In, The Rebirth ~ Team A

    Teion instinctively threw a hand up in front of her face to shield herself from the winds that whipped up around her. She winced at the sound of the piercing screech, and quickly ran her eyes over what she could see of the landscape below her once the air settled. Immediately, she was confused. Squinting, she could make out two sets of figures. Farther off, she thought she recognized Jevi. She was fighting with something--someone she couldn't place at all, and someone else was laying motionless beside them. Closer, she saw almost the same person, this time making them out as Spencer. That alone nearly had her head spinning, until she remembered the vision of Ryo she saw through the attic floorboards. Her eyes widened a bit as she spotted yet another image of Ryo, cornering Spencer below. 'What's taking him so long?' She positioned herself to peek back through the shattered window, quickly spotting Ryo still barring the door that shuddered behind him. She opened her mouth, about to urge him to follow her outside, but something stopped her. Instead, she called through in a more casual manner. "Hey hunny, that's still you in there, right?" She paused, whether his response would be quizzical or humorous. A smirk would play on her lips regardless, "Your doppelganger's out here bullying Spencer, I'm gonna go beat him up." Before she pulled back and repositioned herself on the rooftop, she called back and added on, "You can see the hedge maze from out here. Meet me there, okay?!" She disappeared from the window again, pressing her palms against the roof to steady herself. Turning her chin to one shoulder, she spoke softly to reassure the little penguin that was tucked into her hood. "We're gonna go rescue your dad now, okay? Just hang on tight!" Reaching behind her to retrieve her battleaxe, Teion stood herself up carefully and felt her stomach turn. "Fall damage isn't a thing, right?" She asked herself in a nervous mutter. Taking a deep breath, the violette kept her eyes on her target--the man with his hand at Spencer's neck. She pushed off, dropping down towards the pair while her axe came down from over her shoulder. She let out a small yell and a grunt at the impact when she landed, her steel cleaving into the fake Ryo's torso and driving deep. "How many copies are you gonna make, huh?! It's getting obnoxious!" She shouted into the air as she rose to her feet.