Oscar

Oscar merely nodded. "I can see the appeal in that. We're alike there." But there was challenge in her tone, her words. Offers he couldn't fulfill? As if. Oscar had all of a sudden realized he'd lit a match on a powder keg. He probably should have cared a bit more about the new, dangerous developments. Mari, however, had proven to be a wonderful distraction from his work. He rounded the counter, fingers dragging over the stone surface. He'd really wanted to finish that coffee. The audacity of the ginger minx sitting at his counter. He rounded the corner, stepping behind her. His hands fel

"Well the operative term in 'fuckbuddy' is buddy," Oscar said with a grin. He didn't mind the closeness or the sudden affection, though he wouldn't deny the presence of that sting in his chest from the rejection. But that was part and parcel for the risk he took. He would get over it. Much faster if he actually saw Lessa and Jomei stopping with their nonsense and just being together. It felt cheap to call Lessa a mere ally. She was - and always had been - his friend. From the Sand Shark to the glacier, she had been there every step of the way. Doing what she did best. Inspiring. Being that imm

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"He's hot as fuck," Oscar cut in. "There's very few guys I'd clown with in this god-forsaken game, but damn it I would play the xylophone on the man's abs." He held his tongue after that. It was important that she talk this out. Sometimes, putting it all into words - or the best string of words you could manage, because she was failing tremendously - help work through a problem. But she found her stride. It was no real secret to him that Lessa had struggled in her romantic life. Oscar had been lucky to find someone that he resonated with so quickly. But it had been an uphill battle for he

"Shame you've had your fill of hot dogs, I was rather hoping we could fuck up every room in the house," Oscar said flatly. Casually, almost flippant in tone. It was a pipedream, of course. It was a big house. They'd only managed to make a mess in the foyer and hallway. At their current pace, it might take weeks. Not that he would mind. But scheduling and other obligations kept him from really sinking his teeth into that fantasy. Still, he wanted to float it. If only to make her squirm with the idea of it. She was good at that. Very good. So Oscar would not let the opportunity to provoke that p

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The Frontlines pushed forward after Callisto. Oscar had been no exception. Motivations were night and day. It was no secret that his fellows had immersed themselves. Partaken of the proverbial Kool-Aid. A new Floor was a new opportunity to rest on their laurels. Decompress from the previous mortal struggle before engaging with the next. It was at that first moment, stepping off the platform into the pouring rain that Oscar realized the game that was afoot. Dark storm clouds bore down upon them. Town abandoned, people replaced with horrors from dizziest nightmares. And Oscar said replaced

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“Dangerous and bloody, huh?” There was generally two types of people who went full bore into that sort of mystique. There were, of course, the bullshitters. It was generally done as a manipulation tactic. To intimidate some weak-willed person. Trick a woman into thinking they’re dealing with a bad boy. But they were so very rarely about it. It rarely took more than the lightest push to get them to abandon their entire persona. But then there were the ones that really were about it. And there was nothing to be done with those types except putting them in the ground. Oscar had to

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It was the pounding of the bass that drew his attention. Oscar turned his head, craning his neck up to peer off into the distance. He didn't have to, mind you. The only person on the beach as tall as him was Belregor. Which was weird and he hated it. Was that... singing? Who the -? More importantly, why the-. And also when the-. Blue eyes flashed yellow as he activated his Searching skill. The landscape zoomed in, like a pair of invisible binoculars. He focused on the stage and the performance. And that little red-haired idiot in the corner busy flinging oil onto a pot of wood. And d

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"Well tell your new guy to keep fuckin' up because I really do enjoy suffering his consequences," Oscar said brightly as he plated his own omelette. Most men might have felt some type of way about being Plan B. Something about wanting to be the first to stake their claim or plant their flag or some other such nonsense. Oscar, on the other hand, didn't mind one bit. Especially not if it led to activities such as the ones they'd engaged in the night prior. He sank his fork into his omelette, bringing it up to his mouth as Mari spoke. Even as the topic veered off towards potentially uncomfor

Gears upshifted in less than the time it took him to blink. Oscar was forced backward, caught in Terra Firma’s jaws like a wounded doe. He felt his back collide with something hard, looked up to see an entire sand dune blown into the air. Sand struck his body in thick globs, feeling more as bullets than as sand. He finally wrenched himself free, rolling and skidding over the sand like he’d just thrown himself from a car. It was disorienting. Everything was a blur, blues and golds flashing across his vision almost instantly. Nearly simultaneously. Somehow, he managed to get his feet u

Abellio being awestruck did little to help soothe Oscar's ego. He should have seen that maneuver coming - handled it before things even got so close. It wasn't enough that she was out of harm's way. It should have never been a question of safety in the first place. Mentally, he kicked himself. Self-flagellated over his own stupidity, his lack of care or attention. He had promised a perfectly safe engagement once before and had been made the liar then. So why did he expect that this would be any different? And then he met Lysette's gaze. And there was something in that moment of weakness, where

Oscar's reprisal came swiftly. Holding Lysette in one hand, he dropped his sword into the sand. The blade stuck fast, standing straight up as Oscar cocked back his fist. Before the boss even had the chance to dive back underground, Oscar delivered a sharp downward spike with his hand. He landed a telling blow, slamming the beast into the ground with enough force to cause the sand to tremble. The burst of dust and sand caused his weapon to shoot upward into the air. In one fluid motion, he caught the weapon. Spinning it over the back of his hand, he released Lysette and took a step back. If he

Oscar brought his hand up to his shoulder after he'd kicked Terra Firma away and dusted his leathers off with the back of his hand. He could only shrug at Abellio's question. He remembered that when he'd first got started, he was much the same. Terrified until the rush kicked in. He would refrain from commenting on what he thought. It was a heavy thing, having parents that didn't care about you. Or, only cared about parts of you. They would emphasize those, neglect the whole. And it would fuck you up for years, well into adulthood. "I can speculate," Oscar said with a shrug. "But out of r

Oscar had, generally, the same mind as Abellio. The look the two exchanged said it all. Whatever Lysette had weighing on her, running the ones was definitely helping. Or, at least, providing some much-needed catharsis. Besides, they needed to wait for the boss to do the thing before Oscar could do anything to it. So Lysette was free to do as she pleased as far as using the creature as a punching bag was concerned. Besides, it was a thing of beauty to behold. She must have had some real life experience because there was no way a new player could move like that without it. The elegance made more

The quality of the newbies was certainly impressive nowadays. Lysette had some moves and he would need to make a point to figure out just where she had got them from. Oscar prided himself on sweating grace and pissing excellence, but by god this girl had the potential to put him to shame. Terra Firma wheeled around, sinking its teeth into his shoulder. As per usual, Oscar shrugged it off and drove his sword straight through the beast's flank. A jagged red gash was left in the boss' model as he retreated from the pain. It gave him a moment to get his bearings. "Hold what ya got! We don't n

They didn't have to travel very far. This was at least the third time that Oscar had come here. Every time, he was hoping that the boss would be cooperative and it just wasn't. It was a seemingly dead patch of desert. Some rocks scattered about, but nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing except for the bloodstains soaking into the sand. He stopped short, holding up a hand towards Lysette and Abellio. He listened to the wind, waiting patiently. The sands began to shift and a fin appeared out from beneath the golden grains. It made a beeline towards them. More specifically, towards Lysette. The cr