Raidou

The guy smiles as he tilts slightly to one side, his head turned ever the smallest bit finding the change adorable. "I think it suits you fine. and I know you would. You are strong like that." Raidou admits fishing a basket off the countertop and starting to pile the golden fruit in it, much like it would appeared before. Helping collect dishes and place them down on the table, cutlery in tandem. A meticulous pressing of each one like laying out a floor plan. Once the table is set, Raidou picks a vase and moves outside. "No problem." The dude caught a bit, Hilda sure had caught the Shiina

Standing in the front door, as Eruda helped herself down the left of a pair of twin curved stairs. The man cant help but share a smile. He'd reach behind him and pull the doors closed, trapping the music inside and putting the rest of the world away for a day. "Not now, this is the best part." Raidou remarked, squeezing the woman's hand tightly as he'd place a singular index to her lips. The warmth from her did leagues to push his heart to a pounding rhythm he could hear in his ears. The rays of light that bled in from above cast the most caressing glare upon the white marble beneath thei

Alexander finally broke away long enough to pay both players a refill. But it was clear that his wife had clearly his attention. A couple of the players that still held residence near the hearth added a couple more logs, it seems that a quiet had claimed the place and stuck like glue. Either they were terrified of a pair of eccentric weirdos or they were eating mental popcorn at the drama. Even still, they had an audience that neither player seemed to acknowledge. Helping a pair of fingertips around the rim of his glass, a slight spin as he spoke. "Is it?" Raidou dismissed it with a smile, is

The chained footsteps of an occupant confirmed some suspicion. So few knew of this place, that it couldn't be anyone else could it? Catching the odd appearance and look from Hidden, Raidou's mind becoming fixated on but a single phrase. "Book Boy?" He reciprocated, finding the only source to be an odd one. Shiina. Moving into Sey's old abode, the last time he was here was the better part of years ago. The walls had taken to a bit of disrepair, and the layer of soot had claimed most of the surfaces. Picture frames covered in dust, but still housed faint happy memories. The quaint floral pattern

The strong ivory architecture was just as he remembered it. The heavy and regal appearance that held against decay despite the vacancy. Effervescent water still roaring off the crested hill of the sun elves that remained and called this place home. A subdued outcry as it casted a streak of color from moisture that escaped the main body. An arched bridge that gleamed in the afternoon sun, polished and yet dormant and abandoned. It had been a considerable amount of time since Raidou was here last. Whereas before he hardly had a chance to become enraptured by its beauty. But in the current a

Yar, it good

"My dear, Hilda. I see you, as I did in the mirror. I saw both of these versions of you. But before the 'real' you and the one in the mirror was reversed." "I think she found her way" ~ The city of Taft, the colorful mishmash of buildings. The ringing bell of a clocktower playing the part of a reminder. A sack of gilded apples under his left arm, and a bottle of signature cider from a place on floor 4. The inventory a curious thing given the stuff was still hot, as if time stopped whenever it found its way into its little pocket. The roar of footsteps and of chuckles, of conversat

Nothing wrong with it, people goin get confused with same name on crystals with two different enhancements (q.q). Approved

Approved, but the Quality is Demonic (you weirdo.)

As the battlefield turned to the strangest dance off, mixed with some seriously heavy blows. The vaccum produced by Freyd dealing a considerable number and dwindling the beasts size, Kasumi softening its armor and Griswold holding its attention. This immediately brought back memories from the prior exchange with the Slime King. Footing in this chamber was always a bit of a fleeting issue. Another handful of ash salts into his palm, dragging it down the length of his blade sees it adhere and catch ablaze. His feet slide low, Raidou's skills begin to fire one by one: [Nimble] Activated [C

Upkeep: +4 EN recovered, ID #213823: CD 2 (Recovery/VD no proc) The nomad glanced into the bag, shuffling the contents around a bit. "Oh these? 100 col each. But by the dozen they're cheaper. There from a tree that Ariel and I found, so the village gives me them at a low rate. Golden apples from a tree out in their pastures." Reaching in and plucking one out, he'd offer one to Morningstar. A brilliant almost metallic shade to its outer skin, there were 'golden delicious' and then were these things. Looked like they'd break your damn teeth. Even still he gestures the bag to the fellow.

The gateway closes behind him, finding him nearby the target he'd coordinate locked using [Tracking]. The sounds of conflict confirmed they'd already arrived, and as Raidou crests the treeline he locks eyes with the culprit. As it would seem, Morningstar was showing him the ropes and Faux had a decent head on his shoulders. Unsheathing his blade, leaning low and allowing [Nimble] to fire. One by one skills trigger and firing out of the brush at near breakneck speeds, the heavy osmium blade collides with the side of his hapless victim. The deafening crack, like a car finding a wall going 90. It

Upkeep: +4 EN, ID#213796 (CD: 5, Rec/VD no proc) Right on queue, the nomad closes the gap and turns the blade into a reverse spiral. Auric Sunlight passes through quick and clean, causing the last bit of slime to turn to a shower of fractals. "You all alright?" he asks looking them over to a string of nods. "Keep on your toes, this is hardly over." The red wanderer forebodes, knowing full well that what lingered had surely heard the ruckus. With the adds handled, and the damage minor, they were all still in ripe condition. Although it was a bit more turbulent then his liking. His grip rev

Upkeep: +4 EN recovered, #213788 - CD: 1 (Recovery/VD no proc) Raidou stands firm as a multitude of Montjoy blind past in a cascading demolition. Each and every one making the robe on his back sway forward as they lunge. A hand moves to his brow, pressing an index into the bridge of his glasses causing them to shine and reflect the light from the following cataclysm. His hair flails about angerly, the crimson red robe fluttering like a flag in a storm. The red wanderer exhales softly, turning Auric Sunlight in his grasp as Celeste follows the assault. Waves of heat fill the arena, smoke a

Drawing out Auric Sunlight sees a flash followed by a faint glow of the blades metal, like ambient sunshine in this darkened corridor. As Firm Anima continued to tear these creatures limb from limb, Raidou reaches into his pocket and grabs some slip of paper. He rips it down the length of his blade and it catches aflame. Kneeling low as powerful attacks light up the room, playing off the glasses on his nose. Right as Kasumi disappears from view, like a rocket Raidou tears into the fray planting his steel to the hilt in the creatures form. It squirms. The nomad rips with a sudden and violent tu

It seemed they'd decided on a pair of horses with Faux taking a bit of a glow to the notion, and although Raidou had considered it a few time he'd never taken that bait. More for the horses sake then anything, he couldn't bear the thought of leaving an animal in the middle of the wild as he pranced around. "Then its settled." His eyes trace to Morningstar. "Likewise, its a pleasure to finally put a name to the face." Reciprocating the handshake before taking a few odd steps. "I'll meet you there." He answers in a monotone and mysterious way, adjusting the lenses on his nose as he proceeded out

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His attentions shift to the other fellow who the instruction and information seemed to whizz on past. Offering his left hand to his mouth and offering a sharp cough, this kind of analysis may have been a bit too much. This was not normally the sort of battles he was preparing for, and it shouldn't need to be so grandiose he supposed. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that." The guy responds with a wave of his hand, dismissing the screen that was already committed to memory for him. As it would appear, there wasn't much to be worried about. The numbers were inflated, sure but nothing that even the

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A notification and an acknowledgement, tapping his hands together twice for good measure. A thin film of dust whisks through the air, as Raidou shifts open his HUD and taps a blinking icon like answering a phone call. Freyd had already scouted ahead, and was in position. This meant that the road was already cleared, and now was time for his respective part. "Although it may be pointless." Raidou decreed as he plucked a couple of bottles from the guild store room and they clack together in glass on glass. This place hadn't seen that much traffic as of late, it seems the urge had dwindled.

Good to go

Approved (not sure why 9, but assume you know what you did)

With most of the beach goods packed up Raidou was settled to return home, at least to drop them off and allow the towels to dry. "Perhaps I'll consider it." The guy remarks to the thought of publishing his poetry. As he'd trace some footsteps in the sand, still rather damp from his excursion into the water. They created hefty pockets where the liquid helped press down the terrain, leaving small fingerprints in memory of the day. Which would last up until the rain washed it all away. "Mari, is misunderstood. She means well, she made mistakes. Wears an orange cursor, but the mark it left on

The robe came to rest on his shoulders, finding itself closed and beginning to hide his rather plain appearance beneath it. Raidou looks to Morningstar with a small nod "Good call, best be prepared. If it hasn't been cleared out recently the area could be overgrown." Raising a hand to compliment the insecure feeling in his stomach as Faux bowed to the both of them. "I'm sure you will do fine, Faux. You'd be surprised how much you can accomplish with a bit of ingenuity. Skills only go so far, its how they are used that matters. Your headspace will do you wonders. Keep you safe." The groceries b

The silence finally cracked, the taste of nervousness fell away rather quickly. The notion met with a gentle smile that checked Faux's demeanor, before moving to address the man in plate. It was heavy and pulled light off in odd angles making it gleam under a stilled afternoon sun. This light finding itself reflecting of the lenses on his nose. "Well, glad that it seems you have some help." Raidou remarks and shuffling the bag of fruit in his grasp, the weight beginning to play on him a bit and slipping. It seemed as though the matter had been handled, This other fellow he'd recalled seeing as