Khione

Fuckin Vex How could he just outright say something like that? He could have completely ruined everything for Khione at that moment. Luckily, she didn’t have to put on too much of an act. Seeing Mari switch up like that frankly unnerved the woman. Of all the reports and all the research and all the times she had personally seen Mari the woman had been almost completely adverse to drawing weapons on people. Hell….even when that band of men pretending to be a knighthood had attacked her…three times…she hadn’t drawn her weapon on them. So what made Vex different? Khione knew he was good at messin

Married? Khione shifted her gaze to Mari. To…Lancaster? The woman didn’t believe it, but a quick glance to Mari’s left hand and…yes, there was the ring. “Your reputation really tends to be exaggerated.” Khione said, shifting her weight to one side as she placed a hand on her hip. “Mari. The Pink Pker. The Poisons Master. One of the strongest in Aincrad, who tore through countless souls. Rumours would say with no remorse but…” Khione paused. She knew those rumours were wrong, to an extent, at least. Mari had no remorse at the time, because she was too crazed. Driven mad by the death of he

Khione covered her mouth, and laughed with mild amusement. A bow? Really? “Most wouldn’t bother with that sort of thing.” Khione said as she ran a hand through her long lilac hair, pausing at the gate. Would her outfit be warm enough? Khione hadn’t bothered to do any of the quests so the cold would probably get to her more than others who had. With a few quick and practised motions the woman was wearing a thick fur lined coat. “Don’t really like the cold.” Khione said simply as she turned to Reytac with a small smile. So far, this had been rather easy, then again - her entire job of gathe

Khione leaned back against the chair, sighing as she saw another ping from Vex, she ignored it for now. “I guess it can be rough.” She mused as she glanced into her cup. Khione felt in situations like this, truth worked far better than any lie ever could. “I was testing the game for some patients, to make sure it was safe - see its power consumption, and all that.” SHe paused to take a sip. “I’m a nurse. This game was supposed to be for the children, something for them to do during long hospital trips, or ones who were bedridden. I loathe to think what would have happened if it weren't for us

“Emelia.” Khione reintroduced herself as she gestured for the NPC waiter to set the cup of cappuccino in front of Reytac. “That’s my real name, of course. I prefer to use it.” She said, It was honest. Using her real name helped humanize herself, disarm others - and kept her username safe. “I’m pretty good with remembering things.” Khione said as she shut her book and set it away in her inventory. Best case scenario it was. He had chosen to sit across from her. Reytac mentioned the shop. “Oh! So you met Mari then?” Khione asked with an amused grin. “I’m glad. I only met her once, and she

Lilac eyes watched as a familiar face approached her - Ah. Reytac. She hadn’t expected to see him anytime soon. Perhaps luck had been on her side lately. Khione grinned as he approached only to have him walk right past her. The woman blinked. She supposed she hadn’t left that much of an impression on him. Oh well. She wasn’t the type of woman to go running after someone. She picked up her half empty cappuccino and took another long sip before shifting her attention to her messenger - tiny beeps had been going off in her ear, one after another. Rosaria → Khione: Need some fresh supplies.

Khione took a deep breath, fingers spread and pressed against her forehead. It was throbbing. Today had been a day.She just wanted to be able to relax, but no - here she was...in a marshland covered floor. A job for Rosaria, she dropped off a group of 4 men to the Laughing Coffin, all louts - a few blacksmiths and tailors at least. Kione wondered if that made a difference or not. The only request was that they were a 'low enough level to manage' Khione understood - to an extent. It would take less manpower to reign in a low leveled player - but she thought it might be better to target people

Floor 1 Vex --> Khione: He ran into her by her house, she lead him away. Couldn't hear the conversation but looks like they're in the same guild now. She saw my footprints :( Khione --> Vex: We'll meet up soon. Vex --> Khione: Keep your promise ;) Khiones lip twitched up into a grin, that worked. That worked quite well. She hadn't expected Mari to actually invite him to a guild. Vex had for once, in his life - he had been useful. Following Reytac long enough to have him run into Mari a second time. By pure chance. She'd have to try and bump into him again. Khione wasn't

Khione smiled sweetly at the man, rugged as he was. Despite her distaste for beer - one would never know. "Nice to meet you, Reytac." She said with a smile as she brushed an errant strand of lilac hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. "My names Emelia." She'd tilt her head, glancing at the others. Offering them the same pleasant greeting. "Good to meet all of you, really." She'd straighten her back as she stretched. "The crowd is getting a little large, and this little corner seems much quieter." Khione said as she pursed her lips in thought, a hand reached out to one drink, then

Getting no response from the nekojin catgirl....thing beyond a small hiss and a clambering for more food Khione decided to move on to someone else. There was no point in being here if she couldn't at least make some sort of connection with someone, right? That was the entire point of gathering information. Khione took a deep breath and held it, before exhaling in an attempt to quell her frustration. She had been tempted to kick sand at the catgirl, but that wouldn't do her any good. Especially with the very, very tall man - @Oscar yelling at some grouchy blonde who had thrown his drink at anot

Khione Grimaced as she felt something wet up against her leg. "What in the flying f-" She paused to bite her tongue. No losing her temper here, too many eyes. Too many people watching. She had to maintain a calm and smiling demeanor. "Hmm~?" A low hum vibrated from slightly glossed lips as the well endowed woman knelt down to see someone hiding under the table, shoving meat skewers into her mouth. The ENTIRE meat skewer. Khiones lavender eyes widened. Shock, amusement, and concern all flashed through her. "You know..." Khione began as she crossed her arms over her bent knees, offering th

The woman had to practically force Vex to steer clear of the...festivities. There was no way that little insane murderer would do well in a crowd of people this big. The woman had her long lilac hair tired back in a long ponytail - and much like the rest of the attendees she was sporting the appropriate swimwear. A quick gaze across the field, most were enjoying the festivities. Many had already paired off. I don't know anyone here personally... Khione was half hoping she'd catch sight of a familiar little blonde, who was oh so easy to tease - but alas. There was no signs of Katoka.

Khione smirked, Katoka was so easy. It was a nice reprieve from her current tasks. She held her hand in front of her face, and it did very little to hide the red shade that continued to encroach on her skin. Khione was a little surprised - she would have thought that the other woman would have shut down by now. Pulled away. Some kind of barrier against Khiones clear teasing affections. Perhaps the other woman was more lonely than Khione first thought. "My writing? It's nothing fancy. If I take my time it's nice and neat, but I'm almost always speed writing to get things done. I've alw

"I... can't dispute that." A laugh, forced but so practiced and soft that Katoka would never have known, especially since the following words were spoken with truth. "I find it endearing." Khione said simply. Continue to shower the other in compliments, see where it goes, why not? She had nothing better to do. Katoka seemed to have a level head on her shoulders, her attire clean kept - someone who didn't quite suit the lower floors. Khione leaned over Katoka's shoulder. "Cute." She said simply, eyes traveling down the notes. Typed, not handwritten. "Shame though. I'd have liked to se

Khione was absolutely furious with Vex. Not only had he outed her username - but he was attempting to play his little mind tricks on the one person everyone was told to essentially not fucking touch. Was he an idiot? Did he really not know? Khione took a deep shaken breath in. Of course he didn't know, he was a fucking imbecile - barely paid attention to anything. Sure he had his merits but when push came to shove it was clear he didn't give a fuck about anyone but himself. "Vex..." Khione hissed. "How. Many. Fucking. Times. Have-" He waved her off with a shake of his hand, "I know,

Khione grinned. Right. This was Mari. She wasn't so easily swayed by a flutter of lashes or a pretty smile, a challenge in and of itself. Although, Khione would be remiss if she didn't miss the simplicity of someone who wore their hearts on their shoulders, like Kasumi. Such sweet succor was rare in Khione's world. She'd have to see if the little kitten would be easy to tame or not. With a slight shake of her head Khione dropped the pleasantries. "I see there is no use in meaningless exchanges with you, is there Mari?" Khione waited to see if there was a reaction from the ginger haired wo

The blonde seemed to squirm so easily. Khione wondered if she should press the poor little thing further, or let things lie as they were. The woman felt that if she so much as breathed on the others ear she'd melt completely. It was amusing to see. Not often did Khione find someone that could entertain her with such simple unaware gestures. "You're...easily riled up, aren't you, Kasumi?" A hint of amusement in her tone. . "Using my username, it's like a mask for me. I can hide behind it. Become a different person than who I was out there." s "I find it the opposite." Khione sai

Khione had a stick, and was poking it around some overgrown weeds in an attempt to find some kind of materials, or something. She guessed she would need to level up her skill before gaining any sort of traction. Finding nothing Khione snapped the stick in half, feeling rather pissed off. -Blip- Khione inhaled and drew out a long, long sigh. "Vex...I swear I'm going to eviscerate you." She muttered under her breath as she opened up the messenger, he always tilted his messages in the most obnoxious way The woman closed it with a sigh. Okay, so the bald one was Andrew. Good to k

Khione was alone, for once she was completely and utterly alone and by the gods the woman loved it. Vex was ....somewhere, letting off steam. In other words he was charming someone, putting on a show - and then straight up murdering them for the sheer fun of it. That sort of thing didn't exactly bother Khione. She was of the mind that they didn't really know if people would die when killed. It seemed almost absurd, really. As a nurse it didn't make sense. There would be no viable way for something like that to bypass any sort of quality control. Then came the matter of people staying in

"Please don't go stabbing the quest givers till after we've finished." Khione said with a heavy sigh. The man was practically a child. How he managed to survive prison was beyond Khiones skillset. Perhaps he was a pretty face and charmed his way through. Maybe his more eccentric traits made people stay the hell away from him. Whatever the reason, Khione felt she was better off not knowing. Unlike her companion Khione calmly handed the compass back to the quest giver - Giovanni? Odd name for a woman tending to a cart but what did she care. Vex was practically bouncing on the spot, "Okay, o

"Oopsie!" Khione stared at Vex as he sat nestled amongst the mushrooms. "Really?" She asked. Khione was in the middle of a forage attempt and the red notification flashed across her screen, telling her that she had failed. Did he really have to bother her this much? The woman sighed. Vex had followed her around since day 1 - as soon as he found out she was a nurse, he thought it was hilarious. Since then, he hadn't left. Even coming to her with gruesome details of his latest deeds. Khione didn't care about them, she didn't really care about others either - but the sheer delight he took in

Khione was frustrated with the ease in which Vex had managed to grab the shard - he kept waving it to and fro in front of her face. "Stop that." She said with a light bat at his hand, it only fueled the madman to continue, practically dancing around her as he held it aloft, like it was some sort of precious commodity. "Put that thing away before you poke someones eyes out." Khione said as she bent down to shift her hand through another patch of mushrooms, finding nothing she sighed as Vex laughed. "Oh honey buns don't threaten me with a good time! Did you wanna hear how an eye feels

Khione approached Vex and slapped him upside the head. "I told you not to call me that." She hissed. It was bad enough the lunatic knew her screen name, it was worse - that he would shout it loudly for all to hear. Vex simply laughed, offering the woman a salute. "My bad, My bad!" He pointed to the NPC with a gloved finger. "Can you deal with that? Please?" he clasped his hands together and fell to his knees in an overly exaggerated display of begging. "I could not, would not hold myself back if she dare approaches me! I can't help it! The desire too strong. So please?" Khione sighe

Oh. The small blonde woman practically melted with such a simple action. Khione didn't mean anything by it. She was quite honest. All the woman wanted to do was ensure she wasn't about to be poisoned, but this was gracious happenstance. When people were flustered they were much, much easier to deal with. It helped that the other was easy on the eyes. "You'd be surprised." Khione said as she placed the tip of her index finger on Katoka's nose. "There are many pretty women who use their wiles to encroach on others." Khione included herself in that, but would not admit it. "You have a ver

Crimson eyes shifted up from her small black leather bound notebook, then the woman shifted her gaze back down to the notebook and turned to a blank page; scribbling a few notes in neat handwriting. Khione closed her book shut with a loud snap. Right. She was on the first floor. People were always a little too friendly. Too complacent. Khione stood and dusted the blades of grass from her backside. The woman was a whole head taller than the friendly little blond girl. She wore the garb of a samurai, and had a katana slung across her back. A terrible place to have it if she wan