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"Challenge?" Arsine asked, a tilt of her head, a mock pout - a hand traced the ring of teeth she left on his neck, red and raw. "You flatter me, Bael...but I see no need to hesitate." Her hand traced the flesh of his neck, then his jawline. "Is simply carnal desire. What makes us human." Her hand looped around his neck, drawing him closer - words low, beguiling. Arsine was done tip-toeing around what could be - didn't care about what should be. The only thing that mattered was the here and now. She felt the building heat between them, not from the bubbling waters or rising steams - it was some

Somehow, it was nicer than having it on the 4th floor, having it on the seventh was so very....Oscar. The snowy terrain of the 4th would have been easy - but the man didn't do easy. He demanded perfection. Satisfaction. More here Mari wasn't really one for Christmas festivities.... the last time she joined one was shortly before her incarceration - she was left abandoned, crying in the snow from a man who had once claimed to love her only to have told her they were naught but false platitudes. A simple desire to build a snowman turned into a painful memory. The painful memory turned int

The Oscar-Mayer Mansion was unusually festive. Red ribbons and bows flowed over the awnings. Tinsel of silver and green wrapped around white marble pillars. Lights glimmered in the twilight - stars shining before dusk. In the central courtyard stood a mighty fir tree. Dozens of feet tall, decorated with ornaments and bows and lights that were set to give the appearance of cascading starlight - from tip to trunk. A thin dusting of snow had fallen upon the property. Just enough to grace it all in a silver embrace. His guests would find themselves greeted at the exit of the town of Deep

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 257782, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Vanish Refreshed Watching on in earnest the moment her own weapon was shown to her, making her take a double take and look to her hip. Yep it was still there, so then how did Nisahime have it? Or was it, yanno, it? Even weirder is Nisahime takes her posture and in a couple of motions duplicates her entire attack, with a slight color tone shift. “What!?” Ruri barks in a slight abrasive annoyance, given the broad not only copy pasted her weapon but she just did the exact thing without even screwing up. This shit wasn’t fair, but st

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 257759, CD: 5 (No Proc) A sudden stroke of light sees a huge swath of his stamina bar empty out, as if a signal from the system that something had shifted. Gaius chuckles “Bout time.” He remarks toward Brionac as if it could reply back to him. His eyes darted to the weapon, like holding a star in the palm of his hand. The dragoon turns his torso and pulls that thing through the air, leaving the space feeling hot and heavy. All the while the air screams being vaporized by the proximity to the source, and with a turn the man drops like a gavel in a court

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Vanish Refreshed, Removed BH from Block When her skills become available again with a ping of her HUD and her observation during the stasis had her already picking out her targets. Most had already been beaten and broken, leaving the ones she had to actually focus on much lower. A string of her blinking around the battlefield and jamming the ball of her foot, or the rigid pair of fingers into a weak point matched with attacks aimed against her in rebuttal finding no purchase but thin air. All the while as she withdrawals, a flash of cherry blossom pink and a simil

Jack studied the riverbank in silence, letting the low rush of water steady his thoughts. The spot he'd chosen felt right, quiet, out of the way, with enough variation in the terrain to suggest the system might tuck something useful here. Exposed stone, packed soil, and the occasional tangle of roots jutting out from the bank. If there was anywhere to start, it was here. He shifted his weight, lowering himself into a crouch. The grass brushed against his knees as he slipped off his glove and pressed bare fingers to the ground this time, feeling for texture more than anything else. Cool, s

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +55 HP Now that things seem to be tapering off, the man takes a quick gander around the war torn battlefield. Gaius was still floating, Celeste seemed to be off the handle. The weirder thing is it would appear that Nisahime was giving Ruri some sort of instruction. Well Griswold figured that he finally had the chance to take a swing, given that most things appeared to be under control. Despite a couple of little hiccups. A twist of his body and a release of his hammer, he clutches tight on the chain on his wrist and uses it like an anchored boomeran

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 257759, CD: 5 (No Proc) A handful of Ruri’s hoodie as she tries to blitz past, Nisahime stops her dead. “Should really get a handle on that, don't you think?” The white haired woman remarks in a lower whisper to the bluenette, releasing the back of her clothing and patting it twice. They were all very powerful, but there was still quite a bit of work for them to do in regards to control. All of their skills and experience and yet still they fumbled around like children with little expertise. Her fact cements as she looks up to Gaius and straight at Cele

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 257751, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Vanish CD [2/3] Darting across the battlefield as fluidly as water, Ruri slices and cuts through multiple foes with ease. Her speed causes her to leave images of herself behind, and the moment she stops and stumbles a surge of cobalt strikes from the sky. It lands on the first then leaps through multiple, leaving scorched holes through those it uses as a jumping point. Meanwhile the bluenette stumbles and staggers, reaching for anything nearby to cling to. The most obnoxious part about being so fast is that stopping was the bigge

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 257745, CD: 2 (No Proc), CoDL fades, Moving Ruri Up for Optimal Path With the sudden inclusion of recruits that slide in about just as fast as the first expire, Celeste tears her weapon out of the ground and whips it off to her left side. Crossed arms in a spray of soil, her eyes lit up in an outraged red with her Bloodlust on full display. A rip into the thick of it with caution to the wind, Celeste head butts one before jamming that cleaver up to its handle into its sternum. A violent tear sees a spray of red data, that is quickly torn straight into t

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 257539, CD: 1 (No Proc) Still airborne, the power in Brionac continues to build higher and higher. The wind causes the flaps of his clothing to flutter angrily, as it holds him up in the air and slows his descent down to a crawl. Much like a kite, the man was nearly weightless like this, giving him more than ample time to give his weapon time to charge up. The dragoon looks toward his right arm, the energy trapped within his polearm almost becoming too blinding to look at. The coils of power ripping from it greedily burn away sections of his sleeves eac

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Vanish CD [2/3] Time and time again from the shadows, Kasumi continues to target her guild members and send them invites as she spots them. After a few brief moments the party was quickly filled to the brim. They all had answered her call without the slightest hesitation it seemed, and as a result the enemies they’d come out here to handle were already getting pummeled like hell. Kasumi hears a ping of her HUD relaying that her skill stasis had finally faded, and with that front she was already rearing to go. Her fist sparks and becomes ablaze in salmon light, and

Always lagging behind being the older dude, these kids always leave him in the dust with their youth. A giant titan in cobalt blue armor, as if on queue with the reinforcement pack arriving, so does he. Like a juggernaut the man roars across the field with his door sized steel shield pressed against his left shoulder. Like a stack of bowling pins he rams through them all, knocking them every which way and back and crushing any formation they had. Everything involved with the collision, like a headbutt, takes damage. The difference being that Griswold could really shrug off such punishment but

A little worried by the fact that there wasn’t anyone but just them, Kasumi had already started attacking. What if this went sideways? It was one thing to risk her own neck, but now she’d dragged Kasumi into this mess and could be putting her in danger. Although Kasumi looked like she could handle her own, they were clearly outnumbered and… That changed mid thought as more of the guild started to arrive in droves, dumping attack after attack into the mess of dudes. They came… Ruri thought, as if they had denied some deep seeded thought that they wouldn’t. A sense of belonging, of respect for t

Strolling in without an ounce of care, in all her gilded splendor. “Pleasure.” Nisahime remarks to her team receiving a party invite as quickly as she arrived. It would seem that they had begun without her, and were already doing a fair job of cutting them all down. Even still more foes kept sliding in out of the woodwork, trying to overwhelm the party with sheer numbers. The problem was that numbers didn’t really give them any real benefit. Instead it just gave them more chances to beat a mother fucker with another mother fucker. The shield on her back is removed, and from it a thin sword is

Running in out of the woods, they weren’t but a short jaunt from the warp pad. Celeste wasn’t the sharpest or keenest set of eyes, but it was pretty hard to not see Gaius floating in the air above the damn spot, like a beacon. Charging right in using the man like a northern star, she catches the back end of Kasumi’s attack which helps her hone in. A leap and manifestation of her armiger, the woman offers a single visceral and potent broad stroke. That cleaver cleaves straight through two and explodes in a detonation of azure flames sending them right to ash. The attack carries through and deci

Appearing to be the first to show up, he could already hear the brand of chained pulses of attacks from Kasumi. That was his queue to really get the ball rolling. At a 45 degree angle the man jumps with enough force to see him easily a hundred feet into the air, right toward where he assumed the fight was taking place. A glance down confirms the fact as he picks out Kasumi’s bright orange hair amongst the green. Brionac extends out to his right side and begins to build up energy, his target chosen as the fattest ant among the ants. A silver light begins at the spears tip and slowly climbs like

Wandering back to the location they’d frequented, keeping tabs on Ruri and trying to encourage her that inviting the guild was a good thing with her eyes. It wouldn’t take too long for people to start showing up, so she’d gladly get the showdown started. Moving the ledger, the quest is updated to the side of her view. “We can start.” Kasumi offers and leaps right into the thick of it. With punches, kicks and jabs Kasumi works in her own signature beating against the lot. Within a few moments they are all grounded and ripe for the picking, looking to Ruri who seemed to be stuck with indecision.

The ship careens off to one side, smoldering in blue flames as Celeste floats from it to the deck of the Blood Raven. A release of the chains sees her land with a solid super hero landing in a thud, a quick point toward Hershal “That’s it, get us clear before….” Pop, Boom. The side of the skipper detonates, sending huge slabs of metal firing out like shrapnel from a hand grenade. Celeste is thrown clear to the other side of the ship, slamming into the railing. “Get us the fuck out of here!” The woman barks as she rushes to the other side as her boat starts to lean, the port side crystal since

The sizzle of a pan as it is pressed and rubbed across a burner, Gaius yawns loud before looking dreary eyed through the kitchen window. Toward the rest of the family, his soon to be wife and their pets/children. All galavanting and causing a racket that was a bit too much for him this early. A lean toward a cup of tea on the counter to his right. A notification startles him, as if someone knew he was awake before he did. Rubbing his eyebrows, he debates taking a holiday. Jumping around like he did all the time left his knees sore in the morning, and that was still a little true now. Reluctant

A popup grabs her attention, as her legs dangle from off a branch. Just beneath her a small smattering of mobs sniffing around and seeming to not know what the hell they were doing. Like feeding birds she tosses another couple of bread crumbs down, causing the goblins to inspect them curiously without much idea the hell was happening. A flick of her wrist and she taps the screen. A garbled and obtuse looking thing, white box with blue borders. Like old time messenger programs. “Interesting, found the spark have you?” Nisahime whispers in her younger tone, looking down at the goblin before she

Clank, Clank. The anvil yells across a mostly empty room, with each strike of a hammer making it cry out. Flickers of lights as sparks jump from a superheated slant of metal upon its surface. A polished thing, and a ripe looking shape. The smith huffs out blowing away slag, lifting the piece with thick leather gloves and shutting one eye. Peering down its length, a blip steals his attention. The little bird beeps again, and the smith tosses the heated metal into a trough of water making it toss a column of steam into the air. A press of his index into the envelope icon, has the chat expand and

A simple morning with her making her rounds, Kasumi yawns loudly using her right hand to shield her mouth. The click of the guild hall door allowed her into the building, and it was early enough that most of the place was empty. The sun had just come up, but Kasumi was always an early bird. Meandering past the guild hall table and moving for the stairs, she catches a bluenette scampering down the other side. A tilt to glance around the wall, Kasumi watches on as the girl picks up a quest note. As well as a collection of mapping data. It immediately drew attention to what the girl was trying to

Another day, another invitation and chance to push herself. After all the wacky shit she’d seen the last few days she felt even more motivated to try and get the lead out. Raising from her bed, slipping on a hoodie and shoving her hands in her pockets. Down the guild hall stairs, she plucks a couple of slips of paper from its surface. A pivot toward the door sees her lock eyes with Kasumi, and offer a mischievous smile toward a raised eyebrow. Caught red handed, she held the paper aloft to the orange haired girl who took it. Trying to sneak off and do her own thing, she knew it was dangerous b