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  1. Yesterday
  2. "That still puts you ahead of me." "Not really, dating as in the boyfriend title. I have never been on an actual date either..." Thinking for a moment about Rin... "Well, sort of. I guess I went out with Rin a few times but that just seems like a distant memory. Like a dream almost... Right now none of what happened between me and Rin seems real..." she was not sure if that actually made sense but it was true. Everything involving Rin has come back into her memory but it doesn't feel real. Even when she saw Rin that last time at the orphanage, it seemed like a dream made to reality and nothing more. Her heart didn't beat the way she remembered with Rin any longer. A small smile forms on her face as she finished her meal, staring into the fire. "When I am with Gaius, it feels real. He pushes me to be better and he gives me a rush that I've never felt before." Freya blushes a bit glancing at Freyd. Making her plate disappear, she gives a sigh. "Living around Gaius is a blast, even with the weird bickering we do back and forth, the random bitch slaps when he is being an ass, I would like to think that we enjoy each other company. He keeps me on my toes," she chuckles at this. "I really love cooking for him, it makes me feel worth it to be here even if it's just a small gesture of sorts." She was glad he had someone special in his life. Freyd deserved to be happy just as much as Freya did and it was clear that he felt something for this woman he spoke of. Right now she felt relaxed, happy. "Freyd, I have really enjoyed our time together. With no feeling toward you attached, I feel like I can tell you anything without feeling like your going to judge me. I think that is what true friendship is like. So thank you Freyd for being my friend." Glancing back down to Ko, she was knawing on an eyeball from the fish... She was trying so hard to eat it but it was half her size. Glancing to Freyd now, her eyes sincere saying, "I hope you know that you can talk to me about whatever. You are bearing a secret that I wouldn't dare tell anyone outside of Raidou and you. Giving you the same option here, anything you say will never leave my mouth to another. Sometimes it's just nice to talk to someone that won't judge your track record if you know what I mean..." She would let him take that as he would. If he wanted to talk she would be here. She knew what it felt like to hold something in for so long, it's nice that she was able to talk to someone about it... Knowing good and well that it wouldn't leave for another to hear without permission from her first.
  3. Freyd - The Whisper in Shadows

    [PP | F01] The Lesson's Continue, and they are still not making me pay

    Freyd heard the death roar and smiled. It was way off the appropriate register to be hers. By the time Asmura emerged from the cavern, grinning like she'd eaten the Cheshire Cat whole, his expression had returned to that of the un-satisfiable mentor. "That took quite a while. Were you gathering other shinies, or something?" A single eyebrow lifted, not scolding, but signaling just enough false judgement to string her along. The glint in her eyes, reflecting the gem she held so proudly before her, fractured his false severity. The edges of his lips curled upward. "Damn it!" He scolded himself, through a rueful grin. "I was going to be all stoic and stuff." Freyd's imperious stance deflated almost instantly, returning him to the more common relaxed poise to which Asmura was accustomed. A quick glance confirmed that she had no injuries. His faith had been well-placed. One more test remained, and then she'd be ready for the open world. "I take it everything went well?"
  4. Beat's eyes narrowed as the light faded from the room. It wasn't pitch black, but it made making out anything that his HUD didn't highlight difficult to track with his eyes. Still, his sense were still taking in plenty of information. The shadowlings certainly blended in well with the darkness surrounding them, but they made faint skittering noises as they moved around and uttered small cackles under their breath as they slinked around, taking delight in the fact that they had the element of surprise. You think I can't find you just because it's dark in here? "I wouldn't have made it this far simply relying on my sight..." He uttered with a smirk as he closed his eyes, his ears focusing on the noises the Shadowlings made as they swarmed the party. Only two....over there! Beat's head snapped towards the two remaining Shadowlings , evoking a shriek from one of them as Beat's charge skill activated and he closed the distance between them instantly. His weapon shimmered as he drew it across both of the, the pale yellow attack carving a crescent moon along the blade's path, cleaving both of them in twain. "That's the last of them!"
  5. Freyd - The Whisper in Shadows

    [F3-PP] Laying to Rest in Peace Through Hope (Elvish Rivalries)

    Freya's words echoed his own muddled feelings about his recent experiences with Elora, but the circumstances were different. Or, were they? Freya was afraid of how Gaius would judge her, if he knew her secret. Elora's own insecurities seemed like they had driven her to run off and face Avalanche on her own, though Freyd suspected that she had run away from him as some sort of twisted excuse to run away from herself. She'd been that way since they first met, though, perhaps, things were finally changing. "I just got soo annoyed with the words -Your too weird for me- or -You are way too much for me...- so I stopped dating altogether." "That still puts you ahead of me." Freyd looked distant, while staring at the flames. "I've never been on a date. Not a real one, at least." A hint of mischief flashed across his face as he broke his trance and came back to what passed for their reality. Resting his chin on a casually curled fist, he watched her work on the fish and admired her meticulous precision. "Your living arrangements sound complicated." Would theirs be also? Elora had never really given him a straight answer. After the raid. There it was. That niggling, unavoidable elephantine thing rattling around in the back of his head. As much as he tried to deny it, the coming challenge silently preoccupied his thoughts. Uncertainty lay beyond the boss fight, but in many more ways than facing whatever malevolent monstrosity awaited them. Freyd had no idea how to be in a relationship, and as much as he portrayed a calm and confident demeanor for Elora's sake, in this, he had no answers. That put him well beyond the semblance of any of his comfort zones. "Gaius knows about the memories but not about HIM. I am sure that he would deem me crazy and I would never get that chance I wanted with him." His wayward smile returned. "Maybe it just takes crazy to understand crazy." No explanation was forthcoming, but it had to be clear by now that Freyd wasn't exactly your average bear. Mari had once asked him if he was autistic. He'd shrugged, and said 'probably.' Sociopath. Montjoy's unsolicited reminder forced the smile to fade, as reminders of past testing and the unpleasantness of a wasted childhood returned to living memory. Nothing was offered or shared. This was too personal, and they were still too much the strangers to each other for him to voice the perils of his past, and their effects upon him, at least in any more detail than he already had. "This other person is lucky to have you in her shadow. I hope you guys are doing well. Tell me about her, what is she like?" "She's a delightful bundle of adorable chaos, full of life and vigor, as beautiful as a rose and just as thorny - prone to sticking herself on the sharpness of her own foils." Freyd's red eyes drifted back to the flame, again, drawn away by all of their shared experiences. "She is so many things that I am not: so whimsical, capricious and alive. She is so very human." Taking his serving with thanks, he closed his eyes and savored the rare scent of good times past. "She wears her heart on her sleeve, most of the time. Mine is still next to my car keys, on my dresser outside of Aincrad." 'And there it must remain, until the deed is done,' Montjoy argued as it always had. But, this time, it received a simple and unexpected response. 'No.' Vanity Tag: @Elora
  6. Last week
  7. She can't help but chuckle at Freyds curiosity. She takes the tongs and flips the fish. Sprinkling the same herb contents on the other side of each fish as they are flipped she meets Freyd's eyes with hers. "There was a kiss but I am not sure what it meant. I really like him but I am not sure how he feels about me." With a twist of her lips to the side, she makes a face like she was bummed a little. "The moment was amazing and I want more but I am afraid of getting close to him because every relationship I have had has ended very badly. At the same time, I don't want to fuck it up, but if I don't move forward with what I feel I might lose him... I just got soo annoyed with the words -Your too weird for me- or -You are way too much for me...- so I stopped dating altogether." She materializes a knife from her bag and takes one of the fish, placing it on a plate. She cuts the head and the tail of the fish. She then cuts vertically through the fish exposing the bone. Taking the bone out in one piece she sets it aside and throws the head down to Ko, her tiny saber cat familiar. The head was bigger than her but Ko pounces on it and starts gnawing on it with her tiny teeth. Freya does this for each Salmon saying "I share a shop with him and in return, I cook for him every morning and during the day when I can. We both have houses of our own but they are both linked to the shop we share." On a plate, she sets the 2 halves of the Salmon's together without the bone and hands Freyd the plate with a fork and a knife on the plate. Doing the same with the other 2 she sits on the bench with a plate of her own on her lap. Cutting and taking a small bite she smiles. "Gaius knows about the memories but not about HIM. I am sure that he would deem me crazy and I would never get that chance I wanted with him." Thinking back to what he said about him having someone..."This other person is lucky to have you in her shadow. I hope you guys are doing well. Tell me about her, what is she like?" Freya does some questioning of her own. A smile peers over her face as she eats her surprisingly good Salmon. Glancing down at Ko she was playing with her food now, Freya just chuckles.
  8. Pinball

    [NYL-PP-F11] Of Snowflakes and Mistletoe

    It was a deadend in more ways than one. His reflection in the glass. Her face looking back at him. There was a silence so deafening he couldn't think straight. A cacophony of nothingness. Here, now, there was no running, and there was no hiding. There were no delusional excuses, thinly veiled emotions kept carefully under wraps, and even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to look away. It all came crashing down at once, a crescendo of emotion, furious waves crashing down and boring holes through the icy walls he'd built out of fear. Out of guilt. Out of desperation and madness. Why wasn't she angry? Why wasn't she calling out for the guards? Why wasn't she disturbed that he'd approached her in disguise? Why, why, why? Why? It was the only word - the only question - that came to mind. Why was he lying to himself? Why couldn't he face himself? Why wasn't he running? Why had he ever ran to begin with? Her fingers closed around his and they pulled him away from a state of mind that was more than disturbing. It was nice, and it was warm, and it was undeserved. Was she telling the truth? She would never lie to him, right? He didn't care. He'd told her he hadn't cared. He didn't. He didn't want to. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to die alone, unforgiven, alone, and he wanted everyone left behind that he'd gone out like the coward he was. There was no redemption for scum. But ever since then. Since her. And as she pulled away from him, his hand remembered her touch. In his palm, he clutched a neatly wrapped parcel. Her smile... That was when he began to tremble. It was uncontrollable. He willed himself to stop shaking, to hold back what felt like a tidal wave of pressure building up in his throat and skull, his face turning red around the eyes. "Oh," was the only sound he could manage, and it was choked. If he hadn't-? Would he--? "Thank you." Pinball pocketed the item but kept his grip there, refusing to let go of that precious thing. He forced a smile and tried to look her in the eyes but he knew if he did, even for a second, he wouldn't be able to help what happened afterwards. And he was still shaking. He'd never stopped. With his freehand he adjusted himself, but his lips quivered in a way that was more than recognizable to anyone. It was deceptively easy to shatter ice. There were always weak spots, and for him, Mishiro was one of them. She could very well have been the only one, too, but when it happened, he'd broken down completely. He wanted to reach out for her, but he didn't want to risk scaring her off. He wanted to tell her he was sorry, that he would never do it again, that he hadn't meant the things he said. He wanted to go back to the way things used to be. He wanted to feel comfortable. He wanted to be happy. He wanted to make her happy. He wanted to make things right. He wanted to make things right? That thought alone made it feel as though his head had been cleaved in two. "I don't know what to say?" His voice came out much more unsteady then he'd wanted it to, and much more than it had been previously. Nevertheless, he continued, repeating the only thing that came to mind that felt sincere, from the very bottom of his very being. She deserved no less. "Thank you."
  9. Katoka

    [SP | F6] Seppuku <<The Gemini>>

    The angry shadow Vie walked towards Katoka slowly, each step with purpose as she got closer and closer. The samurai gripped her sword tight in her hands as the little red head approached her. "I don't want to hurt you." she told her as she came to a stop. The martial artist cocked her head to the side, confused for a moment. Her expression softened and Kat felt her guard drop, the sweet smile she knew returning to Vie's lips. The tip of her sword wavered for just for a moment, and that was all it took. In an instant there was a fist in Kat's stomach as shadow Vie had giver her a gut punch, sending her staggering back. A flurry of blows erupted from the small girl, several of them hitting their mark and causing the samurai to lose the sense of calm she had been barely holding on to. But after a few seconds she leapt back, putting distance between herself and the dark clone of her friend. "Come on then Katsumi, give her all you got! Or do you feel like you deserve those punches?" Sumi laughed again, clapping her hands in glee. Shadow Vie launched another attack, but Katoka was prepared this time. She side stepped the swing and stepped around the back of the small woman. With shaking hands she thrust her sword into her heart from the back. Placing a hand on her shoulder in a comforting way as the dark smoke began to leak from her wound. She felt a small cold hand press against hers just before shadow Vie was no more. A tear ran down Katoka's face but she wiped it away before turning back to her Gemini, "You have no right doing this."
  10. Katoka

    [SP | F6] Seppuku <<The Gemini>>

    "Aww, is the little baby scared now?" Sumi asked in a mocking tone. She grinned and coughed, blackish blood flying from her mouth as she did. "Too bad you're all on your own here." she walked the edge of the tree line, keeping her distance as she circled her prey, "I know how much you like to depend on others for help. I mean, why do all the work yourself when you have others to shoulder the burden for you." "That's not true." Katoka said through gritted teeth. "But of course it is dear. Why do you think you grew so strong so fast? It's because you found others to do the work for you while you reaped the benefits." giggling Sumi spit some blood on the ground, after a moment it began to grow and take shape into another figure. A young woman with reddish hair, but her face was wrong. There was a scowl on her face that Kat wasn't used to seeing. "Little Vie here was left in the dust, and then you practically defeated that golem for her with one swing of your sword? She resented you. She hated how you coddled her, pitied her." "No. No! No she didn't!" Katoka stood prepared, her katana positioned in a defensive stance. After the first attack she knew what to expect. Or at least she thought she did.
  11. Freyd - The Whisper in Shadows

    [F3-PP] Laying to Rest in Peace Through Hope (Elvish Rivalries)

    "How close are the two of you?" His tone was practically clinical, as if interviewing her for some kind of drug trial. Freyd realized how he'd sounded, rolled his eyes at himself and grimaced an apology towards Freya. "Sorry. Small talk isn't my thing, but I'm working on it." Hating to talk about himself, he quickly changed the topic. The nature of Freya's relationship with Gaius was none of his business, so he curbed his own natural curiosity. Something told him that he really didn't need to know more than he'd been told, and should be content that she stopped where she did. "No worries about the non-date thing. I'm just happy to help. Do you live together, in the shop? Or do you have your own place? I'm thinking of relocating, but haven't decided where" Picking up a stick that was left aside, reserved for the express purpose, he poked at the fire to help air reach the fledgling flame. "There's also... someone... that I've come to care about. I don't want to hurt her either, so please don't feel like you have anything to worry about. The meal is also appreciated, but please don't feel like you're obligated." Fire flickered and slowly spread throughout the kindling, like an infection in search of new flesh. Sometimes, nature couldn't help itself. "Does Gaius know, about your...?" He tapped his right temple with the corresponding index finger. Crammed headspace could make complicated relationships, as he was only too aware.
  12. Approaching the scenery that Freyd presented she smiles. "Yea it took me a minute to get the fish. Gaius was there...Long story short I bitch slapped him with a fish." she chuckled a bit. "After I told him I was cooking it for another male for personal reasons he got a bit..." not sure how to word his reaction, "I don't know. I slapped him with the salmon and grabbed two more and told him I would make him food too." She bites her bottom lip as she remembers what happens after this. Not wanted to tell Freyd all the details though she takes a seat on the bench. "This is all very impressive though. You really went all out," saying as she starts taking out the fish and ingredients she was going to use. Setting them on the bench next to her she kneels next to the fire pit. She recalls something about making fire building from her friends she had in the other world. Taking a few smaller stones she starts clashing them together, creating sparks against the kindle that Freyd proved. After a few minutes of this and blowing on it, a fire is formed. She smiles and backs up a bit. Setting the fish directly on the flames to let them cook she sprinkles some crushed basil and powdered onion against them, letting the flavor sink in while they cook. Sitting back on the bench she cleans up her mess a bit and takes out a pair of tongs and a few plates. "To be perfectly clear, this is not a date. It's a nice gesture for you for helping me out. I feel like I own you more but this is the one thing that I know how to do." Her cheeks become a bit flustered thinking about Gaius. "I want more than ever for me and Gaius to be a thing and I wouldn't do anything to hurt that chance." She sighs a bit as she watches the flames sizzle as it cooks the fish slowly.
  13. ID: 181475 LD: 11 [no materials found]
  14. Setsuna

    Setsuna - Creature of the Mist

    Stances: Mortal Draw [Iai[
  15. With a look to the list and a stare into the glass, she was clearly picking up on some of the little sour curdlings that tend to linger on everything he did. What she was sensing was more than superficial abrasions but something that had run deep for what felt like lifetimes long before Aincrad. "A story perhaps. A song I am sure." Raidou seems to shift demeanor as he took on almost an instructor style tone. A pause and slide of her menu over, he ushers for his own with a quick flick of his left wrist like a conductor calling an instrument to play. From within his menu, he produces a single bottle in a rounded bottom flask, upon it a loosely drawn kanji hung to a label around its rim. Taking one of his own empty apothecary potion vials out and removing the cork stopper, he pours into it clear fluid akin to water and the scent of ash. "You've given me plenty if you would allow me to return the favor." he offers her it before pouring his own. "A child, to which a seat was given upon birth with a mind for inquiry. Expected a weapon held when in his grasp a pen was wished instead. A crown forsaken and a father scorned. No, not shall I a painter be, but a poet I do beseech thee. To the blood of a barbarian, I was born, and through this path, I am reminded of the torn. To each, their own a taste of this sorrow, but I assure that mine was not on borrow." A soft exhale to allow the air to escape his lungs, for the bitter burn of the sake to be laid to rest before its quaffed in full. For within this poetry his mind was allowed to speak freely, and he broke his own rule but was capable of letting it flow unhindered.
  16. tricolor_mina

    [F2-PP] Fragrance in bittersweet nostalgia

    Violet paused, watching how he'd reacted. It was very slight, but she could've sworn she'd caught a hint of sadness in Raidou's eyes as he took the treat. She checked her inventory for something else, before pulling out a bottle of spiced mead. 'Jon might be right about me becoming an alcoholic here, but the normal alcohol just tastes like shit, and so does the juice.' she thought, shaking her head slightly as she produced a pair of mugs, listening to. "Hmm... maybe this would be a safer bet... make sure you speak up If I'm bringing bad thoughts up, eh?" she said, shaking her head. "Mmm... nah, I think I might be confusing something else with nostalgia, though... You say you haven't had those since you were a kid, ne?" She sat the bottle and mugs down on the ground, before pouring some of the alcohol into one of them, before opening her inventory again, and flipping it so that Raidou could see the menu. "Here, I'll let you pick whichever one you'd like. I've got mead, plain ol' beer, wine, eggnog, fruit juice, ale... Take your pick, and I'll pull the one you want out." A few names always stood out to her on the list of drinks. Dragon's tooth, which was a delicious spicy wine, Pale ale, a faintly fruity-tasting alcohol, Silver nail, a rather strong-tasting Vodka, Honeymoon, A delightfully sweet scotch that had just the faintest hints of butter and salt, and a few other drinks that were a bit more bland. Even though alcohol couldn't dull ones senses in this world, it still was a nice thing to have access to, if only for their taste. It was better than just drinking water all the time, and it was easy to indulge in something that couldn't hurt one's body in this world, or the real one.
  17. A bit of reluctance and a spry and ginger acceptance, he'd not be rude and decline. Taiyaki he'd not had since he was a child, through festival alone as it's ushered into his hands with a faint memory. "Quite." Raidou remarked but the single word with a grin, unsure if he should define if he was joking or not for it was the truth. For but a moment he weighs the name spoken as if he had heard it from somewhere before, and then it stuck. The raid meeting, that's where he saw her. Which meant the blonde she was with must have been Jon. A single glance forward with an aversion of his eyes, shielding them from her view as he performs a routine check. Another pulse rings from his position on his HUD, an echo that would mark any that wished to remain unseen. He wasn't one for sweets, even moderately and mildly sugary things such as these. Even still he takes a bite and chews slightly, weighing his words and dismissing them all with a mental scratch of a list. It was here where he was at a loss, unable to produce a phrase or strike a conversation with another. The wanderer knew how to lead, how to fight, and how to plan. But be normal, that was where he was nothing more than a child. A twist on her question, a desperation to find an outlet and to bridge that gap as he peered across a cliff that seemed ever out of reach. "I haven't had them since I was young, a very long time ago with my mother." Within that brutal honesty were a longing and a stinging pain, for the woman he was already content with never seeing again. Reaching for the glasses on his brow, an anchor to keep him stable and solid on what had to be done as they reflected what faint light was around them both.
  18. tricolor_mina

    [F2-PP] Fragrance in bittersweet nostalgia

    "Mmm... s' not a very good thing to be used to, ne? Good to know you have a sense of humor, though." She quipped dryly, a wry grin on her face at the man's dry humor. "I'd suggest not throwing Akame treats like that, though. I may not bite, but she'd probably nibble your fingers off...." violet trailed off, checking her menu for the time. 'Jon usually sends me a message saying that he's waiting on me... it's a bit strange that he hasn't yet..' she thought, furrowing her brows slightly. 'Ah, well... I might as well stay a while since I don't go out as often as I should.' with a flick of a finger, a menu popped into existence right in front of her, before she retrieved a small bag filled with snack foods. A sweet smell filled the air as she drew out one of the items, a fish-shaped piece of bread. Rosa, as always, had sent her off with various snacks and meals that she could take with her on the off chance that she decided to stay out of the tavern or her home for once. A hand extended forward, she offered the Taiyaki to the newly-named Raidou. "Ne, It's nice to meet you, Raidou-san." she said softly, a crooked grin on her face. "Here, take one! My friend always bakes way too many of these, so I tend to hand them out to people whenever I can. Ever had any of before?" She pulled out another one, taking a bite out of it. "Either way, they're pretty great. I have some other stuff if you aren't fond of this kind snack, just lemme know, ok?"
  19. A single pause as the familiar wrapped around him rather abruptly, this one seemed the excitable sort. Of all shapes and sizes, it was no surprise that they came in varied personalities, it offered him no issue as he fixes some flustered frames. Abloom in green built upon the place, casting lantern luminescence over the fields in dim burns. With it the shadows of a retiring few, finding the day rounding near closure as they made for the main settlement of the floor. The soft clatter of heels upon the stonework as they did, for shelter and hearth from the dangers of the wild. New dawn would beckon them on repeat, as they ushered around in tedium to a success that was ever fleeting. "I am not much of a painter..." He quipped held vision to one of these small little bulbs, as it fluttered faintly in the open air. "A failed one yes, occasionally they just don't work out as planned. The result is nothing more than an orange-flavored sweet, but familiars seem to enjoy them all the same." He spoke leaving the finer calculations to the wind, no one wanted to hear him spout formula and theory. A hidden interest that was best-kept secret. Patient and soft, his words were broken into what flowed as a sonate would letting his mind linger and mix with the surroundings. "No matter, I am used to being hit." Raidou remarked in a joke, but it came off as brutally honest and placid so you could hardly tell despite the smile. "Mina, I would say learn from old things but do not let them control you." With a glance down to the book on his thigh, finding her gaze in a soft glow that washed over her face making an emboldened red strands light in contrast. "Some call me the Red Wanderer, but those who know me better I am just Raidou."
  20. Gaius

    Gaius - The Sweeping Typhoon

    Postures: Before the Jump: While Airborne, Before the Drop The Landing:
  21. Raidou

    Raidou - The Red Wanderer

    Postures Before Sprint/Charge Parrying Stance:
  22. What a sad state. The guild, she meant. Given his speech about 'front-liners' from earlier, it would only make sense that they might've been prided as heroes for making it out alive, or to have found some solace from other community members from the mishap that befell upon them. But she hummed, brow quirked upwards as she listened. From the way this gathering of players was portrayed, it almost seemed that they were just as lonesome as their ex-representative was. The grin she returned to him was suppressed. "So much for the depth of a guild, huh?" Not that she could relate. "Sounds like nothing more than a fancy title, then, if you can't even appear to rely on who you used to hang out with. Well!" The woman folded her arms as she came to a stop, having assumed the duo had reached their destination. A tilt of her head and a questioning look to her companion was in hopes of ushering him forward, not knowing for certain where his mark was about to be. "Sorry to hear about your tragic backstory. Here, why don't you take your anger out on the world?" "Make sure to put on a good show now!"
  23. Not quite listening to her joking words he sign a little. He wasn't really good at being the leader of a party It wasn't hit nature to lead people to a quest. After all most of the time the DPS is in the middle waiting for the tank to take the damage for them. But once she mentioned about why he didn't contact his formal guildmate kind of made him pause for a moment. "It's not the fact I was excommunicated by them but the guild fell apart after a large attack with some red players. After that everyone kind of just kept there distance. I just never though about getting a hold of any of them. I barely knew most of the frontline members as they were always gone prepping for the next boss fight. So I'm kind of at the square one with no help if needing it." His long explanation was the most he talked about that intendant but it probably wasn't the last thing he'll talk about with it. "I came to you because I don't really have friends here." Speaking the truth it was hard for the young boy to really find people to talk to and gain some type of relationship with for future events. @NIGHT
  24. tricolor_mina

    [F2-PP] Fragrance in bittersweet nostalgia

    She sighed a bit, a pensive look on her face. "maybe it is... but I feel like this time of day is the best for clearing your mind." Violet said softly, petting her familiar, who cooed in delight at the gentle measure. "It also makes for good nap material if you need a break... though I personally don't partake in that, as I prefer the view." Her eyes drew up to the sky, the hue shifting ever so slightly more to the Deep blues and Purples of evening. A faint greenish-gold light flickered to life in front of her face, taking her by surprise for a moment. 'Eeh..?! Glow bugs?' she thought, her eyes wide. 'But isn't it winter still..? I thought insects disliked the ... cold?' her train of thought gave way to awe as the glowing insects slowly started to light up the field, gold, green, and even blues and oranges dyeing the field several colors at once. "Perhaps this is what kept me out so late... I wonder if this was a subconscious thing..?" she mumbled, her eyes wide. "Mmm... I could definitely see this as a painting, especially while its like this. All these vivid colors would paint a lovely story." She said softly, glancing at the man. "Was that why you wanted to stay out as late as this..? did you want to paint the fading afternoon light?" Violet eyed the strange orange disk with a cautious gaze... until Akame darted forward, and snatched the disk away from the man, fluttering a bit in mid air before landing on his head with a happy chirp. "?!! Akame! get off of his head!" she spluttered, making a grab for her familiar, who darted out of the way almost immediately, landing on his shoulder next, causing her hand to bounce off of the man's head, Prompting Violet to facepalm, a frustrated look on her face. "Agh, I'm sorry I hit you on accident. She's not like this always, I swear. I think it was whatever you were trying to give me that set her off..? Oh... wait, was that a familiar pheromone?" She reached over with both hands this time, and managed to grab the small dragon off of his shoulder, placing her in her lap. "That would make a bit more sense, then...." "Mou... I... I'm not one that likes to reflect on things too much, at least... not old things." she mumbled quietly, a somber look on her face. "I don't believe I caught your name, though... Would you share it with me? I'm Tricolor_Mina, though I'd prefer if you'd call me Mina, It's what most of my friends call me." she held out a hand, and a firefly landed there, flooding her hand with a brilliant golden green light. She turned to watch the brown haired man, a curious look on her face as it was illuminated by the small insect on her palm.
  25. And the man then proceeded to point at... nothing. This was a desert, after all. Amongst the wastes, it wasn't surprising that nothing would stand out. NIGHT raised a brow, glance shot towards Kyoto, before she returned an idle shrug, pacing towards the designated location at his instruction. "Maybe you're just an ancient relic, then," she joked with a smirk, hands locked in intertwined fingers behind her back. With things rising and falling fast in Aincrad over the years, that must've been the case, the woman reasoned inwardly. Another tilt of her head beckoned her quarry for more information. "What sort of situations would you find yourself be stopped for? Your infamy, perhaps?" Her gaze shifted to fall upon the sands again. "If you're companions with people from high places, it makes little sense why you'd come running to a stranger first, much less check on your friends' availabilities." The breath she'd loosened was both a scoff and a short sigh. "Don't tell me you've been... ex-commed?"
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