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  2. ’Ready…? I’m not sure I’m ready, but I am willing.’ There may not have been confidence in her tone, but the rigid stance and determined expression upon her face likely more than made up for the fact that she felt a nervousness in her core that seemed to be expanding. She’d made it this far, and she knew that she would continue pushing forwards as long as she could – even if that meant completing challenges for gods that were anything but gods. ’What is to be my challenge today?’ Hestia’s eyes seemed to linger on Nari for a long time before the goddess spoke again, the tone somehow transi
  3. Further moments had passed before Nari had gained the courage to step into the hallway beyond the entryway, making her way into a corridor that led to a singular point. She’d come to a stop at the end of the corridor, facing a kitchen and dining room that could be called anything but humble. Her eyes had passed over everything quickly, noticing how the entire design was a mix of modern – stoves, fridges, and countertops lining one side of the room – and near medieval design, with a corner of the room given to a large, fire burning hearth and cauldron. ’Welcome, Nari-Lanreth, cook of Mor
  4. ’It has been an honour to guide and attend to you on this travel to Olympus.’ The satyr turned and bowed to Nari as they approached the main gates of the gods’ house. Nari had passed little in the way of conversation back and forth following their deep commentary on the climb, though she had remained civil and polite. Her thoughts had wandered for a while, to a point where she’d found herself having to focus on some of the lesson’s Onora had taught her for rebalancing herself. ’Thank yo-‘ Nari had turned to thank the satyr, only to find herself standing alone. She wasn’t sure how long sh
  5. Her legs burned slightly as the incline increased, a typical response to the change in her stance and stride required in order to climb the mountain’s side. Nari smiled gently at the words, uncertain whether there was any true humanity behind them, and yet feeling as though they were far too human for the artificial creation that strode beside her. She knew it was one of the many wonders of Aincrad – the way in which unreal characters that were nothing more than amalgamations of code brought together and mashed into some sort of personality, could provide the most real connections. ’That
  6. ’Thanks. It’s…thanks, I really appreciate the encouragement.’ She glanced back up the mountain, the peak coming closer and closer with each step. ’Sometimes I think I forget just how much I’m doing in this…world…and then it hits me, and it’s just…a lot.’ She wasn’t entirely sure why she was being so open and honest with the satyr. Perhaps the fact that it wasn’t a real person, that it likely wouldn’t remember or be able to repeat this conversation, made it easier to speak more freely for Nari. Or perhaps it was simply the right place, and the right time for the words to come out. Whateve
  7. The satyr eyed Nari for a few seconds, as if trying to judge whether she was joking or not, before deciding to simply take the higher road on her response. ’I would appreciate that, and I would make sure to share it with everyone else as well! I’m sure that many among the serving staff would also appreciate it, depending on how much there is!’ Nari gave a small nod, the smile still across her face as she glanced up towards the mountain that was coming ever closer. A part of her mind was wondering again, wondering exactly what would be in store for her once she arrived at the mountain’s p
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  9. ’She is indeed kind to us; all of us. It is a blessing in itself to be able to serve alongside Hestia – not as equals, never presumed, but certainly as appreciated caretakers and helpers.’ The satyr bopped along suddenly, as if some ice block had been removed from it, and it suddenly felt comfortable speaking more fully. The voice was somewhat feminine, and Nari noticed for the first time that the guide appeared to be a woman of middling age; a first that she had come across – her previous escorts all being males. ’One of the benefits of serving with Hestia is the foods…once your mortal kind h
  10. ’I’m sure you’ll find out for yourself soon enough.’ There was no malice in the voice or comment, although Nari did see the satyr eyeing her out of the corner of its eye for a few seconds, before it seemed to decide to add on to its original commentary. ’Though…she is known to be rather kind to those who visit her.’ Nari jumped on the comment, deciding that she would carry the conversation a bit – perhaps her coldness had reached the other satyr’s that lived and operated out of Olympus, and they’d taken an instant dislike to her now. ’Oh? What about to you? Is she kind to you, and your…c
  11. Nari silently hoped the same, however kept herself from saying anything aloud. She had no reason to believe this trip would be different from any previous one she’d partaken in to get to Olympus; they’d all been pre-arranged to be uneventful and boring, so as to ensure those lower players attending the fields on such a high floor would be able to do so without worry to their lives – a kind action by Cardinal that Nari still hadn’t figured out the purpose behind. She’d never known the system to pull itself back on aggression or danger; in fact, it had usually shown its desire to inflict as much
  12. "For a big strong man, you sure don't accept responsibility very well." Nisahime goads closing the gap and getting within an inch of his face, slipping underneath his guard and getting suggestively close. Her statement is followed by a haymaker that slams into the side of his jaw, proving just how much more experienced she was by comparison to the kid at this. Nisahime's arm wraps around his throat and drives his skull into her knee, not an ounce of care as the data rips from the cut wound. "Let me correct those words for you, its time you figured it out. Repeat after me, Lium. 'I almost kille
  13. For Now.... He says. Mari couldn't help but offer a small amused smile at that, so he was self aware at least. The blunt honesty was far more welcomed than whatever false platitudes he was spouting earlier. She liked it, it made him more human, and by proxy...far more bearable. The two had made their way to the staircase between floors. It was a long descent, but at least they were heading down. A far side better than going up. Finally arriving at the 10th floor Mari stretched, there was such a feeling of familiarity with the 10th floor...this was in all but name, her home for years. A qu
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  15. The girl might of had a point. She would feel hands on her shoulders, she knew what this was. Lanna was being rushed. Freya did the same thing last time she saw her. Lanna didn't really say anything after that, she couldn't help who she was. The woman did give a name though, by just happenstance maybe. The moment they arrived at what Kasumi explained as the plaza, the girl had already yeeted the fuck out. Lanna would turn the thank her but she was already gone, she really didn't blame her. She knew what the teleportation pad was, it was house she got to other floors. Stepping onto the pad she
  16. "Yeah uh, maybe?" Kasumi expresses toward the blonde finding a stereotype being proven correct although she'd never admit to thinking it. Not really but sure, I bet Freya is standing out in the middle of nowhere in a swamp waiting for you.... The concept had her head spinning, and she really began to question just how the girl had made it this far, unless the mobs could sense the 'oh, honey' and felt pity. "A plaza is the spots in the middle of towns where the warp gates and fountains are. Like the primary spot of the floor in the middle of the main town." The only thing missing from the state
  17. Watching the woman carve through the flesh like butter. It looked like she truly knew what she was doing. Sam would hand the woman what she had as she counted the total. The woman would give a small confirmation before placing the rest in her pouch. The woman says a few words and heads off "Uh yea see ya" Sam says as she quips Bhafel back on her sling. "Well that was sorta eventful" looking around for a moment before glancing to her map. To the North, straight a head there was a town. South, there was a body of water. It was probably that fishing hole that Raidou had drought down in his notes
  18. Round 3 {Final required round of narrative, Will drop round 2 & 3 for my paired toons once near closure to save on bloat) "There is some truth to that, it is becoming more and more common for them to be the request for me to either purchase or collect. I am not familiar with them directly but I can say that I've sold quite the number." Jibae expresses with a flick of her hair behind her right shoulder, an unkempt mess that showed a bit of a wild side behind that prim and proper appearance. Another spray of thin needles confirms yet another kill, and the fact she was making twice the p
  19. ’I believe you’re looking for me, madam.’ The voice came from her left side, and Nari found herself spinning with her spear rising, the look on the satyr’s face shifting from calm intent, to sudden shock and surprise at the reaction. ’Oh! Oh my apologies, madam! I didn’t mean to startle you!’ Nari let out a breath, letting the weapon release slightly as she shook her head in an attempt to clear away the adrenaline that had begun to flush her system. She forced a half smile onto her own features, trying to calm herself and appear welcoming all at once. ’No, no. You’re fine. I’m just…a lit
  20. ’Yeah, well, we can’t. So get going.’ Onora made a soft shooing motion with her hand, as if trying to get rid of Nari’s presence. She knew that wasn’t the case – if anything, Onora was likely annoyed that she was headed off again, and leaving the blonde alone to run the shop. A necessary evil, they’d started calling it – and one that was only going to get worse the more Nari returned to the old way of things. The town was almost the same as the last time she’d visited. Merchants could be heard hawking their wares on the street’s corners and edges, the winds blew in from the plains and mo
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