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"Pain is life, as is warmth. Embrace it." "I wish more people thought that way. Instead of constant platitudes of black and white. Sides, some of the most fun things can be painful." She wouldn't elaborate. They were both adults, and she didn't need to. If he caught her implication, great, if he didn't. who cares? If their meeting this time would end anything like it did last time, then she doubted she'd see him anytime soon. Then again...Mari lifted her gaze to meet his crimson. Searching them for something, there was an intensity behind her eyes that coaxed his own into her radiance,

He'd take her hand and slightly turn the bandage around, looking at the burns on it. "Nothing wrong with it mi piromane. Pain is life, as is warmth. Embrace it." They were rounding 2nd, definitely uncomfortable to be sure but he'd not offer some unneeded comfort for it was proof of her desires and passions. Turning the cloth back, he'd turn to her tiny glass spheres as she'd down a heavy dose of that booze. "You play?" The man seemed almost sparked some renewed intrigue. *cough OOC, it was here that I was like bro he's Italian. Of course he'd like violins* "Yes, mi amore. Like a moth

Business. That meant please don't ask what I was doing. Mari simply nodded in response. She wouldn't pry. Not right now. They didn't know each other well enough for that. "I was here to experiment." Mari admitted. The grass around here usually had an extra layer of moisture to it, so any fires she started would be contained. The damage kept to a minimum. The last thing she needed was to piss off a bunch of NPCs and be running, or to accidentally hurt an actual person. And quite the flame you've nursed mi amore. I see you've been bitten Mari glanced down at her bandaged hand.

"I know a place. Up on the thirteenth floor. It used to be... home." Freyd seemed wistful as he spoke. "It's a nice enough place, and on the edge of the safe zone, so no guards will bother us. But you should definitely get some rest before we go. I wouldn't dare travel through the void with you in this condition, which means we'll need to hoof it." Cleaning up up as best he could, Freyd swore to burn the soiled sheets afterwards as a precaution. Scooping her up in his arms he carried her delicately upstairs, assuming a bed might be waiting. The house itself was too tiny for it t

Thread Complete Word Count: 9,050 words 9050/5 = 1,810 base exp Baldur Tier 11: 19,910 EXP Hirru Tier 11: 19,910 EXP Jomei Tier 12: 21,720 EXP +Unlocked Sword Art: Tech-G +Guild Reward (all 3 are members, Hirru is the treasurer)

Jomei walks into the store.. Jomei purchases: 5x Teleport Crystal - 4000col 1x Dimensional Backpack - 5000col Total: 9000 Col Jomei walks out of the store.

The man found her excited display rather addictive, helping him to wake up a little behind tired eyes. Curbing the exhaustion that came with having to deal with absolute morons had someone of Mari's intelligence like a welcome breath of fresh air. "I was in the area, on business. And quite the flame you've nursed mi amore. I see you've been bitten" Looking to her wrappings, finding it rather similar to his own some long time ago. "If you're after a spark...." He'd turn and light a branch with a snap of his index and thumb, breaking it off the tree before tossing it away a few feet from him. "T

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New Item Crafts: Savory Stuffed Hand Pie | Tierless Meal | EVA II | IDs: 247074, 247073 [desc.]A portable, hearty baked good filled with a mix of meats, vegetables, and cheese, wrapped in flaky pastry. Think of it like a more refined, fantasy-world Hot Pocket. Perfect as a full meal on the go! Beastbread Banquet Loaf | Tierless Feast | EVA II | ID: 247075 [desc.]A colossal braided bread stuffed with layers of seasoned roast meat, roasted root vegetables, and sharp cheese, all sealed in a golden, herb-brushed crust. Each slice reveals a savory spiral of the feast within. Served ho

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" Somehow, I doubt this is a surprise." A "You do have a habit of pissing people off." Mari said, feeling amusement returning to her voice. The longer she sat like this, the better she felt. It was like the warmth, and his presence kept everything away. Maybe she should visit Oscar tonight - if warmth kept this thing at bay. But she doubted that would work, that was....a distinctly different kind of warmth. "If closing off the void kept it at bay, I wonder if I could similarly coax it out at a time of our choosing. It.. wouldn't be pleasant, but..." Mari's lips turn

"The flame is dirty, piromane. Should use biofuels." "Oh?" Mari wasn't expecting him to be anywhere near here. It was off the beaten path. A tiny clearing nestled in a dense and wet forest. It didn't seem like the place he'd like to tread and yet...this was the second time she had seen him on this floor. "La fafala...like a moth to the flame you are." Mari slid herself off the large overhanging rock so she wasn't towering over him. "Not many people wander around like you." Mari commented , shifting her gaze to watch the last of the flowers, and the flames fizzle out. Biofuels...yes, Mari

"Hrm. That's right. You haven't seen me fight in a while. I started tanking a few raids back, and really, really know how to piss off a mob. Somehow, I doubt this is a surprise." A scoundrel's grin perched itself on his lips, one arm still wrapped around her for as long as she needed, the other scouring scruff for ideas. "If closing off the void kept it at bay, I wonder if I could similarly coax it out at a time of our choosing. It.. wouldn't be pleasant, but..." He shrugged, basically making it all up as he went. Best laid plans, and all that. At this point, they were winging it w

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A light and bubbly laughter came from the man as he reached out to her and pulled her close against him, enough so that she could feel his heartbeat- erratic. He really had been worried. She felt his calloused thumb run gently under her eyes. Wiping away first her tears then the black sludge from her chin. He smiled at her, softly, gently - a kind of smile that made you feel like things would be okay, even in the most turbulent of storms. "I'm happy to hear you want to live," It was a relieved whisper that tickled the skin of her ear. He was being...very close...but it wasn't uncomf

Freyd half expected her to shatter into a thousand shimmering orange shards, like he'd once done. Wiping tears frozen to her cheeks away, he had a notion of where she was, even if their roads there had been very different. A smile, creasing youthful eyes masked behind a veneer of bearded age and sorrows. "I'm happy to hear you want to live," he whispered back, still holding her close and letting her soak up whatever heat she needed or wanted. This wasn't romance or lust, nor sordid scandal claiming purchase over the desire to merely help a friend in need. It felt... good, to know he

The nagging sense of drive caused the man to return to the scene of the crime to which he was the victim. He would look to todays chosen gaggle of goons, speaking with a sense of authority that none of them would dare to undermine. "Hit the hive, quick in and out. Don't get discovered, kill anyone you see. No mistakes, no witnesses. In bocca al lupo" sending an hand upward as a formal dismissal, he'd light a smoke as the pack of 12 would move in a loose grouping into the fields. His own bull shit keeping was more then over with, and a column of smoke catches him by surprise. There shouldn't be

The hug that Kat enveloped Ciela in was like a warm summers day. * * * Combat: KnightessCiela is at full EN and HP KnightessCiela gains 0 EN KnightessCiela's Turn: Post Action: Tech-D vs Midnight Ripper [x16] (15 EN) -1 Well Rested (3/3) Free Action: n/a Tech-D vs Midnight Ripper ID: 247058 | BD: 2 (+6 ACC) = 7 | DMG: 8 * 16 = 128 DMG - 80 MIT = 48 DMG Stats: Katoka | HP: 840/840 | EN: 118/118 | DMG: 30 | MIT:38 | ACC:7 | EVA:3 | BH:46 | REC: 8 | FLN: 16 | HLY: 16 Wulfrin | HP: 880/880 | EN: 119/132 | DMG: 26 | MIT:63 | ACC:8 (incl AA) | AA | PH

Jomei the emerald duelist Crafted Consumables (4/5): Turkey Dinner (4/6) | OVERHEALTH 3 Giant Pumpkin Pie (3/6) | PROBIOTICS 3 Velvet Starlight Parfait | T4 Perfect Dessert | MIT III [226850] Beastbread Banquet Loaf | Tierless Feast | EVA II | [247075] (5/6) FILLED @Lessa@NIGHT@Morningstar@Arabelle@Acanthus Drop Consumables: King's Core | -10 DMG, +25%OH, +80 MIT[245847b] Bizarre Antidote | Prevent Status Effect + 1 EVA (3 Charges) Rune of Cain | 50 THRNS vs Crit Immolati

He was being oddly comforting in the moments that followed. Hushed whispers…the tickle of warm breath against the hairs on the back of her neck. Even his ever present gauntlet attire gave way to slacks, and loose fitted clothing. Calloused fingers ran up and down her arms in an attempt to soothe her. Mari leaned back into him, shivering lips turning into his chest. Leeching the warmth he emitted. “N-No wonder you survive that place so easily.” Mari said, a bit of bite and energy slowly returning to her voice. “Yer a fuckin’ heater.” An attempt at a joke - to lighten their situation. This isn’t

You silly little roller I have places to be

Mari sat somewhere on the 11th floor, further off the path than last time. She had found a clearing and was sitting on a flat rock that hung over a small field of flowers. It would have been pretty…if it didn’t stink to high hell like cheap perfume. Mari was wearing her usual attire - short shorts, fishnets…tattered scarf. But there was one addition to her small frame. A single cigarette sat wedged between her two fingers. Mari didn’t care about smoking. She could go as far as to say she didn’t exactly find the smell very pleasant, but right now it was keeping her stress levels low. A fai

Recovery: +4 EN Post Action: TECH D | ID 247056 | BD 8(+3)(-2) HIT | - 12 EN (W.R) 21 x 16 = 336(-115) = 221 | Shatter [0]Morningstar | HP: 900/900 | EN: 93/108 | DMG: 36 | EVA: 5 | ACC: 4 | LD: 4 | REC: 6 | FLN: 12 | AA | KEEN: 1 [0]Acanthus | Lvl HP: 905/905 | EN: 87/104 | DMG: 23 | MIT:18 | ACC:4 | FL.AURA: 12 | HB: 40 | BLI: 24/-15 | ENV-O: 24 [0]Arabelle | HP: 740/740 | EN 72/107 | DMG: 26 | ACC: 5 | EVA: 1 | HLY: 12 (7-10) | MAD: 9 (8-10) | RSK: 6 | VD: 10% | HB: 4% | LD: 1 | WELL-RESTED: 1/3 | SQUEAKY CLEAN: 1/1 [3]Jomei | HP: 1000/1000 | EN: 112/138 | DMG: 21 | MIT:44

Holding her close, Freyd soothed her as best he could without truly knowing how. Giving comfort was still alien to him in so many ways… though.. .there had been lessons in tenderness along the way. Channeling memories of warmth and joy, he dismissed his armor and gauntlets to let her feel whatever seeming of human contact he might manage to offer. Eyes downturned, he watched one of his oldest friends suffer - for that’s what she truly was to him, though he’d never known precisely how to pin it down. Wiping her brow. Clearing the vile vomit spewing from her core, Freyd nursed her again