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"If you haven't figured it out yet, Amari, I excel at one specific thing: breaking every goddamn rule Cardinal ever made. Bar none. I don't give up. I don't give in. I don't resign myself to fate. Never have. Never will." Unlike hers, his hands were perfectly steady and still has he spoke. How he wanted them to shake sometimes, to feel the pulse beating to the point of bursting from his veins and threatening to shake him apart, but they didn't. It wasn't who and what he was. He'd looked into the dark of his own soul and seen what stared back. They had come to an accord, even made

Aoi left the pond behind, retracing her steps as best as she could. It took hours, far longer than she knew it had taken to arrive there, before she had found her way back to the civilisation of Krycim. A part of her wanted nothing more than to find Cervais, to curse him and tell him of everything that had occurred. Another part of her knew the foolishness behind such an idea, and how it would benefit no one in the end. The only thing she could do, would be to find a way to move past it, and continue the fight that she had been fighting until now. I’ll make good come of this moment. I’ll

Aoi turned away from the pond, the place that her bolt remained, and the final resting place of the Gemini. There would be dark days ahead, she knew that, but there would be good ones as well. Days where she would, for a time, forget about this moment. This moment, and all the others that would follow. The dark moments where she would be pulled down to a level of despair, of self-hatred and loathing, a point in her adventure when she would have to face the worst possible decisions, and follow through with them. But those days would not last. She knew that, knew that there would be a lig

This conversation…was nice. There were definitely things that hadn’t been said, things Mari wasn’t sure if they should let sit. There was the glaring matter of her gemini… the distrust, not in her as a person - but in her whims. “Yeh.” Mari said quietly as Freyd contemplated the daggers. “Honestly - makes me want to pick it up myself, I used to be a dagger user - I liked the simplicity of it…but the systems were outdated - and the thing was borderline useless.” Now…she had her spear - which stood taller than her. “You’re not wrong though.” Mari reached out and accepted the cup of tea. She

No. No I won’t. This is who I am, and I need to learn to live with that. I need to face…the reality. The reality of what I did. What I will do…what I will do. She repeated the final thought, her face twitching as she realised that this was only the beginning. Her adventure lay ahead of her, still so much to do – still so much to gain from everything Aincrad had to offer. That meant that although she had seen, and committed, darkness here and now, there would still be more in the future. I need to harden myself if I’m going to survive. That’s the key here. I need to face the reality…the reality

The flashing icon at the bottom of her vision caught her attention. Aoi glanced down at it, seeing the confirmation of her success. More importantly, the confirmation of what she had done – and the reward she received for her actions. A reward…for murder. Is it murder? Was the individual not…human like? Did they not seem real…in a sense? She didn’t know the answer, couldn’t even begin to speculate on the differences or the minutiae of it all. Flicking open the notification, she read the gained skill and almost screamed. Disguise? All of that…and I get to disguise myself? What, so I can

A part of her wanted to run. To leave the pond behind and to never speak of the instances that had occurred here. Fighting the various monsters had been one thing, but as she relived the instance within her mind over and over, Aoi knew that she couldn’t place her action down as a simple means of survival. The necessity taken in order to defeat whatever was attacking her, and to come out victorious and alive. They were defenceless and on the ground. I could have walked away. I could have left. Why…? Something in her had shifted, a change in her entire view of the game and the world around

Aoi stared down at the figure for a time, trying to determine what she was expected to do. She knew that the test was continuing onwards, that her next choice would determine something within the boundaries of the quest, and yet she found herself entirely uncertain about what to do now. The quest continues so long as I’m trapped here with the Gemini. Freedom cannot be found while the Gemini lives. Aoi didn’t think twice, bringing the crossbow up and flicking her wrist, watching as the bolt tore through the hood and out the other side. Seconds passed, seemingly eternal in how they hovered

In a rare moment, Freyd suddenly felt pity for the poor mob, its dignity in tatters. Here stood the vaunted invincible mob of yesteryear, its defenses battered and broken. Surveying the decrepit vestigial form of fallen greatness, it actually felt wrong to tease and taunt it so, even if it was his wont in life. Trash talk was just part of the game, with a long ignoble tradition, much of which he'd heaped upon FTK himself. "You're right, of course," he called back towards Sekura as the king advanced once more, axe held high. So much of his was left exposed and vulnerable, yet the Whisp

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The shot had been unsuccessful, and Aoi felt her smirk drop slightly in response – but only slightly. The playful, bashful and somewhat insulting behaviour of Freyd more than brought the grin back to life as he continued his banter with the King. For a few seconds she considered angling around behind the King to attempt a shot from the rear, but even Aoi knew when to hold the line on indignant behaviour. No matter how tempting it may be. ’Lengthy, but not overly dangerous if you’re high enough in level, so it would seem…and I feel like it would go a lot faster if I wasn’t just scratching

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it's your favorite magical girl! ♡ <- previous thread: ope wide the gates! so they hide in a lighted corner where the shamblers cannot disturb and they wait for her wound to close. margaret hadn’t yet put away her weapons. outside, it’s raining. “you mind if i see that?" she tilts her head upwards and sees her partner looking curiously at the corkscrew opener. “not at all. catch.” she lightly tosses it over and hugs the other two weapons possessively close to her chest. they

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***plink*** Combat just stopped, both fighters pausing and staring down the the death knight's cod piece with the tiniest of darts sticking out awkwardly and dressing slightly to the left. As one, they both turned to face Sakura, as if in disbelief. Freyd was delighted by the sheer balls of her shot, whereas the King fumed so heavily that his wrapping looked ready to combust with a combination of rage and embarrassment. "Hey, dude. It's all good, and not like you have to worry about blushing. I'm guessing the vital juices haven't flowed in a while. Am I right?" Of course, t

"I'm going to talk about her," Lessa shot back, "because someone has to. She wouldn't want this." "She's dead. It doesn't matter what she wants." "She's dead because she wasn't protected." Her voice softened, barely audible over the floor's stormy soundtrack. "We couldn't protect her." Lilik drew in a sharp breath, her nostrils flaring, but that was the only indication that the words hit home. "My being out here isn't putting anyone at risk except myself. And I'm fine with that. I happen to like this floor." "Fine," Lessa echoed, throwing up her hands in defeat. "If all you

Any self control and dignity that Aoi had been attempting to hold onto disappeared with the words from Freyd, and the screaming rage that exploded from the helpless King. It was, in a way, saddening to see the abuse it was taking – there was no arguing that it was abuse, though the level of acceptance of it was in question. Reloading through a natural movement that had clearly been developed over time, Aoi brought the crossbow up once more, pausing as she was aiming at the King. Her expression had taken on a slightly questioning feature, and she cocked her head gently to the left as she g

"Damn it, Oscar, stop." Was her eye twitching? It felt like her eye was twitching. Without thinking, Lessa physically placed herself between Lilik and Oscar, holding her arms out ala Chris Pratt in Jurassic World. She swore she could feel the electricity humming between them, a charge not unlike grabbing the electric fences that ran the length of her family's property. Gritting her teeth against the now pounding headache, Lessa couldn't help but snarl out the words. "I did not invite you here to lay hands on my friend, regardless of how badly we both know she deserves it." "Let him,"

Mari was ready to leave then and there; things got too heated. There was that sort of dangerous electricity in the air, one you could not blame on one too many drinks. It scared her. The rejection. It was easier to just not try. “Too tarnished?” A long silence followed as he practically scoffed at her words. Then, with a single action their roles were reversed. Her hair flung out around her like a halo of fire. She would wince when he mentioned damaged goods - a term her ex had often thrown around. He loomed closer, legs either side of her- but no part of him was quite touching, sa

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Tread Closure: Freya | [Word Count: 3276/5 = 655.2] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 6192 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 928 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 3276/5 = 655.2] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 6192 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 928 col Keeping open, unsure if done right!

Jomei receives: King's Core (1) | [245847b] Blessing of the Wood (1) | [221413]

@Jomei King's Core (1) | [245847b] Blessing of the Wood (1) | [221413]

’What decision is that, exactly?’ Her voice was soft, no hatred or malice in it. Only a measure of confusion, questioning and an attempt to understand. But it didn’t necessarily convey an emotion of trust, or an acceptance of their words – if anything, it could be called prying. Whether that was noticed by the cloaked figure or not, Aoi couldn’t say for sure. ’The decisions…that ensure you keep living…even at the expense of others…the decision that ensures…you come out victorious. The ones…the ones that show you have the power to take control of this world, your part of it…to lead…to fo

Pride goeth before a fall, and this dude fell hard long ago. Wounded in the only thing keeping him from oblivion's infinite embrace, Steve hefted his only remaining and took a deep and regrettable whiff. "Yeah. Sorry to break it to you, pal, but she's right. You're absolutely rank. Like... make me want to retool my build to fight from a distance kind of rank." Another slice, this time taking up a chuck of desiccated thigh and mostly structural embalming wraps, Freyd kept taking their opponent bit by arduous bit, with a little help from afar. Except, this time the king had been wa