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Being outside helped calm herself down. Focusing on a simple task like collecting lost slippers. Having messaged Raidou and knowing he’d be mere minutes, if not seconds away. Mari tilted her head watching the two people she cared about most in this world through a frosted window. The tension in the room was thick, palpable, a miasmatic maelstrom she could feel even from out where she was, ankle deep in the snow. A shaking hand gripped a soaked and dying froggy slipper. It wasn't the cold. It was still that fear. Watching as their movements shifted. Freyd drawing closer, tighter - sharper

♦Lv1 Adelyte "But like... I don't fight with a sword, I use a hammer!" ... "Oh! Its a special quest sword... does it have any cool powers?" ... "Bummer... Okay, you wait there! I'll go get some rope from town, and I'll give the sword to someone to take the sword to Mordor, and then I'll be back! Pinky prom-" They were too far down to accept her pinky promise. Blowing them a bit, overexaggerated kiss, Adelyte would step away from the cliff edge. "Stay safe! I'll be right back!" Unwrapping the red scarf from around her neck, she w

A flash of blue out of the blue, in response to Mari's midafternoon message. Raidou's hands covered in soil with a roll of his right shoulder. A bag slung precariously over it, he'd turn and toss the thing into the snow causing it to get stuck as it caves in. "Sorry I'm late. Is he inside?" The man scans her surroundings looking for Freyd as well. Confirming that they were both likely within, a flash of green draws a sweeping sonar over the environment confirming the total lack of hostiles under that concrete perception. "Mari, If you would." He'd adjust his robe around his collar tightening i

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Seeing Kat eye the bass, she smiles "Yamaha RBX-374, I got it from CC herself from the Top Spot Harlots. I got to say she is everything I pictured and more. I have been practicing with her every morning for about a month now." A gleam of excitement lit up in her eyes as she was staring down at the instrument playing softly. Listening to her, "Yea I know, I have been watching the monument during the raids. I actually saw Freyd's pop then vanish on it, it was rather weird." Even though she was not in the raids she was keeping an eye on them. She realized the reason she didn't want to be in the f

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Why couldn't the fishing one be this nice? This was a thousand times better than dealing with the fishing quest. Although...if Mari were to be honest - she'd much rather sit by a lake or body of water with a fishing rod in hand then be on her hands and knees trawling through dirt. On your hands and knees... Mari snorted at her own mind, and where it went. There'd be plenty of time for that sort of thing later. Funny that. The woman had gone nigh on 10 years without any sort of attention in such a way and in the span of a month had not only found a FwB in Oscar, but an actual romanti

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//Thread #1 //Thread #2 //The Final Stand Various materials used to build up the barrier had fallen. Furniture, doors, parts of brick walls where the mortar had held strong all crashed to the ground as the overwhelming force of monsters broke through. The valiant players who put their lives on the line to keep these abominations back from flooding the beach where the Frontliners did battle had to regroup. They struggled to gain footing over their enemy, but fought with every once of strength they had. Each and every one of them had a job to do, and each of them had hope that they woul

She grimaced. Would she find someone? Did she actually want to? She did. She missed flirting with someone, holding them, kissing them... Katoka sighed, scratching her cheek awkwardly with a finger. "I just, don't think and react I guess. I see pretty lady, I flirt." she shrugged, "It's easier than having to think about it. I'm not good at it, most of the time I get too flustered if the other person is better at it than me. I fold really easy" she laughed. Katoka followed Night, walking alongside her through the empty streets of Ilridge. The sounds of cheering filled the air on o

POST ACTION: Forage for Demonic Shard It was still early, almost too early for Mari to be up and about. She covered her mouth as she yawned. The kind of yawn that was so wide and so big that it bought tears to your eyes. Maybe she should get some sort of decent coffee recipe from Freyd...Mari wasn't a fan of the bitter drink, but maybe there was a way to get a balance between too bitter and too sweet. Or maybe she could figure out how to get pure caffeine directly into her blood stream. "It's too damn early..." She muttered. But early was good. Barely anyone was around. It wa

post action: Talk to Giovanna and get the <<Cursed Compass>> A new update - Cardinal must be desperate, or perhaps it was the players that were and out of that desperation the systems and AIs that represented their digital prison in turn gave each player the option to take on all the professions, all the gathering, in its entirety. Mari wasn't crazy enough to take on everything. Who in their right mind would be? That kind of person must have very little free time, or perhaps they were just that kind of dedicated gamer - the ones who did all the quests, and all the achievements

She sat on the edge of her coffee table, looking down at the bass that Sam was now wiping down. She was feeling so many emotions swirling inside her now that it was difficult to think. What she needed was a stiff drink, but she also knew that getting drunk right now would probably cause her to do or say something stupid. For now she pinched the bridge of her nose in an attempt to stave the incoming migraine. She might have to take tomorrow off as well. "I wish I could have met you when you were in a better state as well. Maybe then we would have... Things could have been different." she s

It didn't take them long to unload their cargo. There were only three crates after all. Once the girls had placed the boxes down Katoka brushed her hands off and turned to her companions. "Well? It's drink time right?" She grinned and eagerly as she hunted for a set of stairs that led back up to the bar. Finding a set a bit farther in the back she called for Acanthus and Mari to hurry up. Kat nearly took the steps two at a time but she had to remind herself that most of the building on this floor were on the verge of collapse, this one was probably no different. She was humming to he

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To the SAO Community, I want to sincerely apologize for my behavior back in December of last year. I recognize that I broke community rules and let my actions fall below the standards expected of members here. It’s taken me some time to fully reflect on everything, but I want to take this opportunity to take responsibility. I understand now how my behavior may have hurt the community, disrupted the space, or made others uncomfortable. That was never my intention, but I fully accept that intention doesn't erase impact. I’m not asking for a reset, just a chance to move forward wit

The dance had grown quiet the tension, loud. They circled each other like mismatched rivals. One clumsy and snorting, the other refined, still, waiting. Her earlier misses replayed in her mind, not as failures, but adjustments. Lessons. She wouldn’t miss again. The boarlet squealed and charged blindly. This time, she didn’t retreat. Miyuki inhaled sharply and stepped into the path of the attack. Her curved sword shimmered faintly, resonating with her movement. The Sword Art activated — not dramatic, not flashy, just fast. She sidestepped at the last second, pivoted on

Miyuki’s grip tightened as she circled to the left, boots grinding into the dirt. The boarlet pawed the ground in front of her, tail flicking, ready to charge again. “I won’t miss twice.” She stepped in low and quick, blade arcing for the boarlet’s shoulder with another clean slash — her timing sharper, her stance more focused. But again, the beast was erratic. A last-second jerk sent it stumbling to the side. Her curved sword sailed just inches wide, slicing through empty air. MISS. The frustration flared, but she kept her breathing steady. Discipline over e

A calculated leap from above saw Elora's soles plant softly in the sand before the rest of her teetered backwards in an unceremonious flop. Groaning from the soreness of every strained muscle, she begrudgingly lifted herself up and dusted off her ass. Wherever the sword wants. "Definitely North.", Elora answered Astra's question. "And I agree, the trees would provide the most coverage." For us and for the monsters. She took the initiative in leading them, or at least conjured some spectacle into playing the part. With her spear drawn, she swept every shadow, sliced away every dangling br

Lessa swayed on her feet, gasping in a hard breath as she fought to regain her bearings. Whatever that was, it did not feel good, and a glance at her party’s health bars revealed that it was very much not good. Wincing, Lessa summoned her HUD. “There go all our antidotes,” she muttered, making two selections, and extending her hands so they could materialize there. In a swirl of rainbow ribbons, an antidote crystal and a mass healing crystal both appeared in her palms. “Morningstar,” the blonde called out, tossing the man the former. “Slap that on. I have more, if anyone needs them.”

The wind stilled for just a moment — and Miyuki moved. Her feet pounded the dirt, curved sword flashing with a violet glow as a simple Sword Art activated. Her eyes narrowed, zeroing in on the boarlet ahead as it rooted carelessly in the grass. “Strike with purpose. No hesitation.” She brought the blade in from the side, aiming clean across its flank— But the boarlet shifted at the last second, squealing in alarm and jerking just out of range. Her sword cut nothing but air, the MISS signal flashing red like a warning bell. Too slow. Before she could rese

Thread Summary Abellio | [Word Count: 2052/5 = 410.4] * [True Tier: 3] * [Group Factor: 1] = 1231 + 500 = 1731 EXP Lysette | [Word Count: 2052/5 = 410.4] * [True Tier: 3] * [Group Factor: 1] = 1231 + 500 = 1731 EXP Both Players Receive: 1 Mon, 1 Token Thread Transcript

The wind was different out here. It swept through the tall grass in steady waves, bending it like the sea in a stormless tide. The cobblestone paths of Tolbana had long since faded behind her, replaced with packed earth and the occasional crunch of scattered stones beneath her boots. Miyuki followed the trail Lyle had described east of the forge, past a shallow ridge where the trees began to thin, until the ground opened into wide meadows speckled with flowers and brush. This was where the boarlets nested. From a distance, the place looked serene. Almost peaceful. But she

The heavy forge door groaned shut behind her, muffling the ring of steel and bark of fire. Outside, the air was cooler — clearer — but the weight of what came next hung just as heavy on her shoulders. Miyuki reached into her inventory and materialized the curved sword Lyle had given her. The blade gleamed in the sunlight, simple and unadorned, but expertly balanced. She tilted it gently, watching the metal catch the light like a ripple on still water. “This isn’t my usual style…” “But a warrior should adapt.” With steady hands, she slid the blade into the sheath at her h