Embers

After a good few hours of hiking, the darkness started to set and Embers made camp. Two tents and a wooden fire burning between the girls, Embers leaning against a rock with a large smile on her face. Now this, this is what she truly desired. A proper camp fire, and even if the floor burned...The fire was needed, after all, what was a camp without a campfire? Wearing her casual clothes, the girl stretched out much like a cat, before glaring at her travel partner for a moment. Hestia....

"Should hit the place tomorrow if we make good time. Either way, it'll work itself out just fine. So tell me Hes, now we're just hanging out...What's happenin' with Raven and Domarus? Y'all sisters made up yet?" Embers didn't care much about Domarus honestly, he failed as an Alpha wolf and deserved his fate. But Raven and Hestia were sisters, surely..they'd made up. After all, family was the most important thing in the world. Nothing should ever come above it. 

@Hestia

A cocky grin on Embers face grew as she stared over at Sey. She could smell it now. This boy pissed her off, so much. And the worst part was this time, she knew why. He was ice-coldy calm. There was a fire in him, but it burnt so cold it was pissing her off already. A near animal growl came out of her as Sey spoke to her. There was something so primal in her, that just could not stand him. She knew, at that very moment, she would punch him in the face one day.

The invitation to the guild popped up, and Embers grinned. Finally. Sure Hestia had been 'defending' her actions, but the reality would soon become clear. Those who could handle her would survive, and those that couldn't would burn up and die. It was just a game to see how long that would last at this point. Without any hesitation, the girl pressed the accept button. Why wouldn't she, for once, Embers felt like she belonged. For the first time in god-knows how long, the fire in her chest felt controlled. 

On her shoulder, the girls hawk pecked at her hair once again, causing the girl to swing her arm at the agile familiar and start swearing at it, threatening to turn her familiar into a soup, before raising her arm and glaring at it. The hawk landed on her arm, and the girl, despite her anger, gently stroked his head and even started preeming his feathers carefully. 

"So what's the plan eh? Surely we'll need some more manpower than just the 4 of us, or is the idea that us 4 got the mental-crap to kick the front liners teeth in?"

The leaping through the mountains, even if it was very different, reminded Embers so much of home. Hunting game, with her old man and Rowan. The bird would spot them from above, then start circling telling her he'd found something. After that, it was a simply act of hunting it down, killing whatever it was, gutting and cooking it properly. The simple days of hiking, ones that Embers sorely missed in this game. Hunting, cooking, was too different now. In a way, it was easier...and more boring. Embers slowed down, even whistling a little for the Hawk to return to her. 

Embers kicked the ground, hard. God damn it. The girl turned to Hestia, and the look on her face was hard, serious. "Listen Hes...Something i gotta tell ya, a few things. First....Call me Fire Cracker again, and i'm lightin' you on fire myself. I know i wanted a title i liked, hellstorm, Domarus called me for a bit but....It feels wrong now...Might just be me being a traitor but...If ya gunna use a title on me, use the name my old man did. Call me sappy but, i like it"

Sighing, the girl looked up at the nearby volcano and smirked, pushing past any negative emotion she felt trying to pull her down. Any hand that grabbed her, she'd burn it out herself. "I hate this emotional, crap, so...thanks for...helping me work this out"

Embers let out a booming laugh, this was what she needed. Oh it felt so good to fight someone who actually fought back properly, not just because they though she was hot. During the fight, the girl made little, to no, effort to block any damage, any attack. She took it head on, and it was how she always fought. Deal more damage to them than they could ever deal to her. But this, it felt so right, something burning inside of her chest, this screamed as for what she wanted.

Grinning cockily, the girl raised her eyebrow and lowered her guard "Oh, whoever wins...?" The girl took a step forwards, and inside of the boys range, yet she looked unprepared for a fight, despite the burning eyes "And how do we decide that? We can't damage the other, we can't run out of energy...Unless you have something in mind, like pinning the other down...Becuase i am usually a top...but someone like you, may be able to tame even me..."

Lazily reaching forwards, the girl removed the cigarette from the boys mouth, took a deep breath, and then returned it to him as she waited for him to reply. She knew what she wanted, but that didn't mean plans can't change. If this boy was a fighter, well, maybe he was worthy to be an Alpha, even if it was just for a night. 

The 'rallying' of this new guild, one that was supposed to kick the front liners into action..god it felt depressing. 4 people, one of them being here, wasn't gunna change anything. It was like acting a special forces team to topple an entire government, they needed more and more support every step of the way. Right now, it just lacked people. Lacked a leader, an Alpha who would properly take charge of the situation. Embers eyes were slightly drawn to the other girl, not Hestia, who introduced herself. Ruby. Embers eyed her up hungrily, before shaking her head. Maybe another time....

As for introductions, Embers had a pretty good guess they were all from the current front lines and knew each other, meaning she was the outsider..again. Some things never change it seems. Sighing, and giving her hawk a light head scratch "Names Embers, and i'll make this hella simple. I'm here cause Hes' asked me too be, because i think, given life, i know how to fix the idiots on the front line. Till that gets fixed, and all the other childish crap that they're letting bog 'em down...we ain't getting out of this game at this rate...And that pisses me off more than anything"

Embers hadn't expected the boy to deck her that quickly, she'd honestly thought she had more time to react. She hit the ground, and felt some of the wind in her lungs being forced out of her! She growled as she looked up at the boy, but found herself taken aback by the fact he didn't make an attempt to pin her to the ground. While part of her would have LOVED to wrestle him on the ground, something in her flicked. This preppy kid, was worth her time. She let out a thunderous laugh as she slammed her arms into the ground, lifting herself up and grinning widely at the boy.

"You wanna pin me to the ground, you're gunna have to do it properly...or are you not prepared to be in charge?" The cocky grin on Embers face never vanished, shifting her hips a little as she entered her stance, and winked at the boy, hoping to incite him to attack into her. She liked it that way, make him come to her, over, and over, again. 

Embers had no attempt to hide herself from the Treant King, even if she herself didn't do enough damage to the damn thing. The damn idiots mitigation was too much for her Scythe to get through it. However, her ally, Neo, could. All she had to do at this point, was keep its attention on her and she'd be doing her 'job' in the battle. After all, she may have loved a good fight, but this was nothing like that...This reminded her, in a way, about her old man and his mercs. Each had a job to do, and sometimes, that job sucked, but you did it anyway. 

Smirking, the girl threw herself forwards! It didn't matter she did no damage, it was her role to be the distraction. She did this, and Neo will clean it up. She lept onto the Treants body, swinging her Scythe with recklessness before leaping off and landing on the ground hard, a cocky grin on her face. "Well come on then tree! Hit me with your best damn shot! I can take whatever you've got!" 

The girl smacked her black armour, a metal clang echoing in the forest. It was time for him to die before her!

-------------

ID: 115538 

BD: 8. Sword Art: Crescent Avalanche(7EN). 7(9)=63DMG-75MIT=1DMG

[1] @Embers: 434/440 HP | 5/44 EN | 9 DMG | 39 MIT | 2 ACC. 7()
[1] @Neopolitan 700/700 HP | 39/70 EN | 12 DMG | 59 MIT | 3 ACC | 2 REC | 8-10 PLZ | 4 FLN

Treant King: 50/150 HP | 75 MIT | 25 DMG

"Shut up you dumb ass, i swear to god. I will pluck your feathers off one-by-one if i gotta...idiot" If looks could kill, the look Embers was giving her dumb-ass of a familiar would have gotten her arrested in the real world, again. The white-tailed hawk had spent many minutes 'pecking' at the girls new haircut. Her hair barely touched her shoulders now, as from before when it cascaded down her back. She liked it, but her dumb-ass familiar kept 'biting' her as it that'll grow it back! After the threat was made, Rowan simply stared at her with his eyes before simply giving up and resting on the girls bare shoulder.

The 17th floor was...well, a damn relic. What the hell was this floor meant to be, the age before people realized looking pretty meant jack all? The girl just marched towards the hill Hestia had pointed out to her, presumably to 'meet' the rest of the Radient whatevers they called themselves. A guild that was supposed to 'fix' the joke that was the front line right about now. Arriving at the hill wearing her 'civilian' clothes, short jeans, combat boots and a short singlet that was basically a glorified bra, she spotted Hestia, that damn lion thing and...some boy. Who the hell was he?

"Ya know, all this floor does is make me think...What if those Spartan people, ya know, the warrior badasses, had more than just spears...God can you Imagine goin' hunting with one of 'em?" Finding a nearby tree, Embers lazily leaned against it with a lazy grin. Some people were timid, meeting new people. That's the 'normal' behaviour, or you could be a Wolf, and bare your teeth at all the new pups in a pack. 

Embers shot off after her Familiar, the hawk's wings carrying it through the air as the large girl 'ran', almost as if she was chasing it down. In a way, she was. She and Rowan often played this game in the real world, and Embers wasted no time teaching her new pet the same game. It was almost like tag, if Embers got close, he had to get close enough for her to reach him. And if  she did, she got to pet him all she wanted. 

It was a 'game' they would play over many days, months even, until she eventually hunted him down. A way for her, the hunter, to improve in her tricks of the trade. The girl barely threw a glance at Hestia, but gave her nothing more than a cocky grin. Now wasn't the time to see who was 'stronger', but more...where was her spirit? Embers long since could recall the fire, the blue calm flame of rage, that she once smelt inside of Hestia. And Embers would love to beckon that out, to see that rage burn bright once again! 

"Don't fall too far behind eh! Would be a shame if ya got totally lost and i'd have to same save ya hes! Gettin' lost on a floor like this would be a pain!"

They needed her at level 33? Well, crap. She was a while away from that! Still, that idea pushed itself away upon hearing that Stryder, better known to her as 'The Kid', managed to make a round on the front line BEFORE her, she let out a growl. No way that little ass was beating her for that long, not now she had Hestia at her damn side! She opened up her quest section, and it didn't take her long to find one for this floor. She grinned as she glanced over its requirements, alone she'd be fine...with hestia, well, it was as good as won.

"Hope you're ready for some hella hiking Hestia...Guardian of Fire, gotta hunt down some damn mongrel whose gotten a little to big, Cerberus, hah...Well, let's get going...I'm gunna need you and that damn shield on yours before this is over"

Was it true, Embers had no idea. While on paper this quest seemed simple, last time she said that she had nearly gotten flattened completely, plus Hestia was a Front Liner, and she, a future Front Liner. AT this point, there is Nothing in Sword Art Online that could stop her now! Opening up the map, the girl simply gave Rowan a nod. The Hawk shot off into the air, and the large girl, without giving Hestia much of a cue, shot off in a jog, following after the familiar! 

Embers let out a short laugh, for all her pro's, there would always be a fault for Hestia. She and her father, would never have gotten along. The mission was important, and you had to trust those you recruited not to die. That is just...mercenary work, people died and you couldn't get too bothered because there was always the next mission. The next fight, the next kill, to get on with. It was always, though, about the money and about the pride. Money to survive, and pride to cope. Embers felt the smile on her face grow, even as Hestia hugged her. That band of mercs, god they were idiots, and yet...she missed 'em.

"Suppose changin' is just part of the world...Even if i don't like the idea of changing, the idea of being someone who i wasn't when i came into this world...Well, guess even people like me ain't immune to the reality of this world" The girl pulled the cigarette out of her mouth, and crushed it in her hand, the item exploding into crystal shards that scattered onto the ground. 

"There are a few quests on this floor Hes...If you're truly planning on draggin' me to the front lines...I suppose i need to get a few more levels under ma belt no?"

Embers had to admit, Hestia was an interesting one and yet...it seemed almost right to be apart of her pack, to follow an Alpha who would fight to protect. The promise of betrayal...sat poorly inside of Larissa however. While it was true that was her promise to herself, the idea of being a traitor, yet again...It was like sour milk, it just went wrong on so many levels the girl herself couldn't dig deep enough into how much she'd hate to be a traitor. 

"The name means nothing to me Hes, what matters is the message behind it. My old man was part of the Legion, they called themselves. The founder wanted them to be people ya never suspected i think, i can't remember the whole story. Eventually though, the Legion's name meant something different altogether - Victory no matter the cost...I'll start worry about the name, once we have a name worth worrying about"

Although the last part...Embers let out a sigh, and sucked down a deep breath of smoke. She was kinda hoping Hestia would have forgotten this...

"I was...gunna ask if i was different, a different person, than when we first met. I find myself doing things i didn't use to. I got into a street fight a week ago, some idiot kid picked a fight against this guy and his mates. A problem he needs to resolve, but...i got involved. I had no right to get involved, and yet...i did. It's just been sticking in my mind i guess..."

Embers wanted, in some ways, to go her own way. To remain the true wolf, the true Alpha, she'd always seen herself as. She didn't NEED anyone, didn't need someone like Hestia by watch over her...And yet, while her pride wanted nothing more than to refuse, her instincts...begged her to join. To accept the offer. There was something, primal, within her that saw this as a chance, an opening, to form a pack around her. 

Embers let out a snort through her nose, as a toothy grin slips onto her face. This was it, was it? She'd found her pack of mercs, her band...Her Pack. She may not be the Alpha, but to someone like Hestia...for now she was no Alpha. An Alpha leads by example, by force of will and strength, and Embers knew that with the fire inside of her, she'd get there one day...But that day was far from today.

Embers hand shot out, tightly taking Hestia's and shaking it. The dark grin on her face, the look in her eyes, ozzing with excitment for blood. "Never through i'd say this ever...but, i'm glad to join. I'll be part of the Pack Hes, but as i'm sure you know...i'll give you the same warning i gave Domarus. You turn your back on me, you give me a reason not to follow you, and i'll be the first to succeed you. But...given that you burn, sometimes tells me that we're a long way from that..."

This time, unlike before, something in her chest moved. Embers wasn't sure what the hell it was, but it...felt right. "But...i'm in Hestia. I'm part of the pack now"

So it was an inviation at the end of it all. Radient, whatever...Honestly the name didn't matter, but the offer...Embers found herself curious. While she didn't really care what took place on the front line, and did her best not to, the offer said a lot about everything. While Larissa would be the first to admit that reading between the lines wasn't her strongest suit, sometimes a hunter could smell blood a mile away...this was one of those times. 

The front lines were bleeding, and Hestia was rallying people who she thought would be able to reset it. Lead by example. Most of the names the girl hadn't heard before, with the exception of Sey...Although she wasn't sure why it sounded like a name she knew. Ruby and Morg were...well who cared. The only things that truly mattered with this guild was that Hestia was leading it, and she was inviting her. But more importantly, perhaps most important out of it all was...a place to belong. Even as the girl was offering it, something stired in the girls chest. She had no idea what it was, but she knew the feeling well. It was a similar feeling to when her old man would open the front door, that stupid cocky grin on his face.

Was this...where she belonged? Not as an Alpha Wolf leading herself, but as a member of a pack? Was that where she belonged.....

"I turned against the person whose guild i was last in Hestia, as you damn well know. You're not concerned i'll turn traitor?" 

In reality, in her true heart, she wanted to say yes. Part of her was jumping at this, because this, maybe, might be a place she belonged! But she had to check, one of the biggest things that had been bothering her since Domarus got defeated. He called her a traitor, and for those events...she was. As much as she hated to admit it, as her pride as a Williams, she had been a traitor....even if it had been for the right reason. 

Embers smirked up at Hestia, the cigerette sitting lazily between her lips as she didn't bother to sit up, her legs dangling off the ledge. Hestia was preaching, and what was concerning Embers was how much of it didn't sync up with what she knew, but...Embers found herself holding her tongue, after all, she hadn't seen the disaster that was the front lines. But she seemed defensive, meaning she was right. Embers let out a laugh, but opted not to challenge Hestia on the front line situation. 

The rest of what the girl said, however, did catch her attention. For two reasons, the first being the use of the word mercanary. Embers knew she did little to keep her past hidden, and Hestia knew her father was a merc. And the second was the word guild. Even with the burning in her chest, she heard it. Hestia said the word differently, and Embers grinned. It seemed she was somewhat right, there was something Hestia wanted out of her. 

"Cut the chase Hes...We both know i can't stand that sorta crap. I know i asked you here, but i ain't no idiot. You want something outta me, so just say it. I hate people who dance around the stuff they wanna ask" Embers had a pretty good idea what Hestia was planning on asking, but...She'd let the other girl ask it first. See what the front liner wanted out of her. 

Embers had taken down two of the idiots alone, leaving just three to stand against her. She honestly wanted to let out a laugh, three people to stand against her? Were they trying to insult her?! The primal growl that escaped the girl, like a tiger who saw its next meal, as she eyed up the remaining few. However, her instincts were interrupted when something behind her moved! She moved, dodging to the side and preparing a heavy punch only to see the idiot who ran attacking one of her attackers?! 

"You're an asshole! What makes you think that i need some idiot to look after me?!" Embers was nothing short of pissed off, some idiot coming in to 'save' her, what a prick! The violent look flooded her eyes as she took her eyes off her opponents, and onto her so called savour "Didn't ask for your help asshole, i have this just fine!" 

Seeing their target being distracted, the last two decided to attack the girl from behind. Embers could hear them, and smirked as she glanced over her shoulder. The next actions took barely a second, a swing on the ball off her foot, one heavy punch and one wide kick, all 5 of her attackers were on the ground. The girls eyes hadn't left the cowboy "So what...am i supposed to thank some idiot who inserted himself into my life, urgh...typical ass"

The flipping around by her opponent caught her at confusing, however inaction was death! Embers acted on instinct, raising her arms to protect her head and the kick connected, and even forced her to take a step backwards. Damn that move was so stupid, and yet, it had worked? Was that [censored] guys entire idea, fighting so stupid your opponent couldn't play around it? She felt a growl escape her lips, but this time it was different. It wasn't purely anger, a rage that she always felt, but somewhere in there, admiration. Despite the amount of pain she'd inflicted on this boy, he wasn't backing away. This preppy was maybe worth it?

The girl smirked seeing him take a stance, was that...a tackle? Embers shifted her weight onto her legs, preparing to take the charge head on! "I'll take whatever you got...Now come on and try take me down!" Grinning widely, the large girl waited for him to charge. When he did, she'd let his tackle connect..and try not to lose her balance! If she kept her balance, she'd be able to get her hands on him and win the fight! But it all relied on her surviving the initial tackle.

Embers thought the battle was over, and that it was done and dusted. She had completely forgotten about the Treant King but, lost in her blood rage, she turned to face the monster with a smirk on her face. Another thing that needed to die it seemed. Well, this was only gunna end badly for it! Spinning the Scythe in her hand, she looked at Neo slam into the monster and tear its health down. 

It was her turn! She took 4 large steps forwards, before throwing herself into the air and striking with her scythe, and her Sword Art, the blade connecting with its target. The girl let out a battlecry as it hit, and was extremely pleased...Until she landed on the ground and saw...how little damage she'd dealt!

"The...The hell?! Why the hell did it lose NO Health! I know it connecte....Dammit it, what is the armour on that god-damn tree! I thought i'd of melted like it did for ya...Dammit i'm still to weak!"

ID: 114548

BD: 8. Sword Art: Crimson Rush (6EN) 6(9)=54 DMG-75MIT =1DMG

[1] @Embers: 434/440 HP | 12/44 EN | 9 DMG | 39 MIT | 2 ACC
[1] @Neopolitan 700/700 HP | 38/70 EN | 12 DMG | 59 MIT | 3 ACC | 2 REC | 8-10 PLZ | 4 FLN

Treant King: 51/150 HP | 75 MIT | 25 DMG

Embers mulled over the thoughts, namely her actions of late. She had seen there idiots, and while they deserved to be punched in the face, it wasn't her fight to take. And yet, despite knowing it wasn't her fight, she'd stepped in and done it herself. It pissed her off that those were her instincts now, to see conflict and throw herself in when it wasn't her fight. 

Ember shook her head. She was lying to herself. She'd stepped in to defend the idiot, not because she wanted too, bur because in those very moments, she had acted without thought. And it pissed her off that those were her instincts now, and wanted the truth. What the hell had Hestia done to her?! 

The arrival of Hestia was nothing she hadn't expected, or hear. Even in a floor like this, she'd heard the other girl. Her instincts were on point, as usual...but.

"Hes...You remember my old man yeah? He always said to me that to fight for yourself, and what you believe in, was the right reason to fight. To fight for another was to cripple them, to make them weak and by doing it..." The girl shook her head. She wasn't sure why she was telling her any of this, even if she'd seen her at her weakest "...Although, that's not the point. I've heard about the front line, and how it's nothing more than a joke right now...What the hell if wrong with that lot?"

@Hestia

The 9th floor, in its own way, was beautiful. Hot as hell, but Embers found it impossible to hate this floor. The 5th floor needs to rot in hell, but the 9th...with its lava flowing and eruptions...There was something so simple, and yet, destructive in it all. 

Larissa Williams, or Embers, sat on the ledge, her familiar by her side, and thoughts passing through her heads. Of late, she'd felt...scared. She knew she'd changed, and yet, she didn't fully understand why she was changing. Embers knew where it started, some that damn person...She caused this, all of this, to start happening. And she couldn't tell if she wanted to hug her, punch her or kiss her. It was just so confusing. Normally, she allowed her emotions to take her, but to be controlling them, moderating them...She had no idea how, and maybe there was someone she could talk to...

A quick message later eased the girls mind, but her Familiar just gave her a look. "Piss off Rowan, i don't like it either but...i've gotta deal with it eventually" Reaching into her inventory, the girl gripped a lazily made cigerette. They weren't anything like home, but to kick a habit was hard. 

The arena, the audience, none of that mattered to Embers. All that mattered, in the world, was the boy before her and the feelings that ran through her body like a virus, like an intoxicicating drug, the more she got, the more she wanted, the more she felt! All she wanted was to see, did this preppy burn! Was he worthy to be with her?! There was only a single way to find out, and her fist tightened in excitement. Finally, a fight! This is what she had been craving! She was truly an addict for this! 

"You piece of...Change?! You think i wanna waste my time, changing every idiot i run across? People change on their damn-well own, when they CHOOSE to! The only change i care for it mine..." Embers felt her rage burning out a little, and she let out a soft amused laugh. Hestia....had done that to her. Hestia made her realise she wasnt' ready to cut herself off from other humans, and yet, knowing she felt that way...she couldn't deny it, but didn't want to embrace it. 

A growl emerged from her throat as she smiled cocky at the boy, her para-military stance returning "Now then...Show me you're worthy...You wanna have me, you gotta take it through force like a true Hunter!" Once again, the girl threw herself forwards with reckless abandon! Despite her size, her speed allowed her to cross most the distance in barely 3 leaping steps, as she reeled her arm back, once again aiming an extremely powerful punch right for his chest!

@Prometheus

Larissa Williams, also known as Embers in Sword Art Online, couldn't believe her luck. She accidentialled her way onto the first floor, BUT there were idiots in abundence today it seemed. Or as they called themselves, 'debt collectors'. She had won a fight fair and square, and as per the deal, drank as much as she wanted. However the damn bar-keep screwed her and now wanted her arrested! 

Which was why the tall girl was now standing, surrounded by 5 boys who thought they were the bloody flavour of the month! The girl's burning red hair flowed as she sucked down a breath from the cigar she'd been given by a...well, she just called him a friend for now. They weren't bad, she had to admit that much to the preppy kid. She grinned darkly as her stance shifted, and to many, it looked lazy. To her, it was the second greatest present she'd ever recieved. It wasn't regular combat training, it was para-military mixed in with raw brutality and Embers down style. Hit them harder than they could ever hit you. 

The first two to throw themselves forward found out the hard way. Embers first movement was spinning on the ball of her heel, making her seem impossibly fast for having such a large frame, before reeling her arm back and punching him hard in the face, even using a Martial Arts Skill to ensure damage was done, even if the HP bar didn't drop. Seemingly stunned by this first attack, the second one didn't react at all as Embers pulled her arm back, and delievered one of her most devistating punchers ever, a right hook right into the boys stomach. The result; The target hit the ground and was several metres away at the end of it.

Grinning widely, despite being outnumbered, Embers slowly advanced on her enemies. A hunter, a Wolf, who could smell the bloody of her prey! 

Embers could hear her own heartbeat pounding away in her ears as the world was tinged with red, her emotions running wild as she looked around, hunting for the treants that would dare ambush her! those filthy assholes dared to sneak up on her, and got themselves killed because of it. Embers could see many trees, but no Treants. She felt out a violent yell as she focused  on the girl in front of her who hadn't said a single word. Embers walked up to the girl, Neo, and found a urge to grab her by the throat and suffocate her with her bare hands. 

However, Embers beat this instinct back and placed the Scythe onto her back, giving the girl a violent smile instead "Damn, didn't expect you to be able to fight like that. You and that, well, hella weird sword ya got that Neo. Still, you did good" Instead of strangling the girl, Embers reached out and patted the other girl on the shoulders lightly. It was the more 'normal' reaction she was pretty sure. 

Embers let out a slow breath as she thrill of the hunt started to wear off, and her blood 'cooled down', less on a high of rage. 

@Neopolitan

Embers felt that rage within her grow, more and more, until she could feel her heart starting to beat within her chest itself. Her vision blured red as a tidal wave crashed over her, sheer and blind rage at a single statement this prep IDIOT had Dared Throw her way! NOT WORTH HIS TIME! Any sane person would know he hasn't meant it that, however...

"You...Little...Sh*t. Not worth your time! How dare you! Victory doesn't matter, this tie you care so much about! Do you only live to survive!? Live to enjoy life, that's reality" The rage was easily seen on the girls face, although his reaction to her calling him a preppy. The violent grin on Embers face said it all. This, This is what she wanted! Sex was great, but with the rage burning within her heart. All she wanted was a fight! To punch this idiot so hard he wakes up in the real world! 

The boys blow connected, each one of them, and Embers stumbled back. She had made no attempt to even block them, rather, shifting her body into her para-military stance as excitement flourishes on her face...and in her eyes. "Oh? You want my respect kid? Fight me then, Give me a reason to respect the fire that burns within you...Or are you a coward Preppy?" She knew he'd snap. He was too much like her, and to be insulted for being a coward....How dare she, but she wanted this fight. Her pride could take a backseat to get her what she wanted! 

Embers body hasn't moved in nearly an hour, the girl was sitting down with extremely precise posture that had been drilled into her by her fater, along side military training and a rage that could never been fed. That's who Larissa Williams was, the rage of a thousand people who refused to embrace their hatred, their rage and anger. She would accept it all, every part of their hatred because they couldn't! Why was it so hard for people to embrace what they are feeling, their emotions! The one thing that truly made them become alive! Humans should be wolves, hunters in the world!

Embers blinked. She was standing in a black room with a door in front of her "I...What the hell? I swear i was just, sitting down before....? Did i fall...again?" To the girl, there was only a single possibility was that she collapsed into a blood lust. So far she once again had no idea where she was. She knew her Scythe was on her back, her armour was clad over her and yet...Something was missing, but she had no idea what it was. Still, it didn't matter what had happened. She had to charge forwards, that's the only way she knew how to live. Forever forwards. 

Marching forwards, Embers reached out to the first door and kicked the door open. What the hell was going to be behind this?