Lessa

Lessa pursed her lips in thought as Raidou spoke. When he fell silent, she finally commented, "You know, you're an odd guy." She paused to sip from her mug, though she eyed him over the rim the entire time. Only when she'd returned the cup to the bartop did she continue. "I don't believe that I've ever met anyone else like you. Anyone so..." She spun her hand in in the air, as if that might help her find the word she was looking for. "Introspective?" She scrunched her face up, as if that wasn't quite the term she was going for, but apparently decided that it was close enough. "I think most of

As Jomei came into view, Lessa couldn't help the grin that bloomed across her face. And when he plopped onto the rock beside her, she leaned against him for a friendly bump. "That seat was saved for my smoking hot and unbelievably wealthy sugar daddy, who was going to offer me a lifetime of comfort and a herd of one hundred horses. But I guess I can settle for you." Then she shook her head. "Nope, wasn't waiting long. I'm ready whenever you are." She found her feet again, and waited for Jomei to do the same. At her side, Riker regarded Adere with deep, soulful eyes. Whether he wanted to join t

She wanted so badly to hit something. The need ached up and down her arms, stabbed at her fingers, pressed on her chest. After her previous miss, a rare sensation washed over her. The desire to deal damage, and as much as humanly possible. Her hands shifted in her gauntlets, clutching her sword's hilt tighter an in attempt to satisfy the longing for destruction. As Jomei felled the head beside her, the blonde prepared to release her own hell on Wushen. Unfortunately, it didn't play out that way. The ice wall remained standing after Ariel's attack, and the spiderweb cracks that bloomed acr

Watch your energy, Jomei had said, and with a quick glance at her HUD, Lessa confirmed that her numbers were holding steady. She had dealt a decent amount of damage, but using lower-power sword arts had allowed her to keep her energy count in check. Looking good, she silently reassured herself, even as she geared up for yet another attack. Hopefully, they could get this head down in only a matter of moments, allowing them more time to destroy the wall and actually hit the boss. So lost in her thoughts, Lessa didn't even notice the thick root that snaked its way out of the ground a foot i

The reply came quickly, and the alert in her HUD nearly had Lessa spilling her pop again. Swearing softly, she draped her open book across her chest, and summoned the message with a flick of finger and a twinkle of bells. The grin spread across her face as she saw his willingness to go adventuring. “Alright, lazy bones,” the young woman called to Riker as she carefully shifted, setting the book and can on the coffee table. “Up and attum. We’ve got places to be, people to see.” If the wolf heard her, he gave no indication. “Come on, bud,” she tried again. “We can’t keep Jomei waiting.” Wit

Lessa jabbed a finger at Jomei, passion firing in her wide blue eyes. "Take that," she barked at him. "And use it. Or I will be the one to kill you." From the other side of the walls, Lessa could hear the cries of battle. From the snippets she caught, and from what she could see above the ice, it seemed as if the other groups had felled their heads. Theirs, however, still held onto half of its health. That fact bothered her for more than it should have, for reasons she would have to examine later on. Maybe with a therapist. As if recognizing her frustration, Riker gave a low, guttural gro

Lessa hardly knew the man, having only interacted with him once in the distant past, and for a short while in the present. Still, when his praise landed, she felt her cheeks growing warm. Pleasure unfurled like flower petals, turning to welcome a sun that had been absent for far too long. "That means a lot," she told him, and meant it. "I think its difficult to feel important in a place like SAO, when you've got stats attached to everything you do. Am I the highest level? Do I have the rarest items? Have I cleared the most floors, completed the most quests, dealt the most damage?" She quirked

꧁༺Lessa༻꧂ Lessa, Guardian of Aincrad Level: 31 Paragon Level: 54 HP: 820/820 EN: 120/120 Stats: Damage: 28 Mitigation: 142 Accuracy: 4 Battle Healing: 45 H.M.: 8 HLY: 8 REC: 8 THRNS: 72 Equipped Gear: Weapon: Arcael's Might (T4 THSS - DMG DMG DMG HLY) Armor: Empress Armor (T4 HA - HM HM THNS THNS) Misc: Neutron Star Necklace (T4 TRINKET - ACC ACC REC REC)

"Got it," Lessa replied, nodding in Nari's direction. TECH sword arts weren't her forte, but she'd follow her tank's lead. As the head towered above her, and she felt its beady gaze boring into her, Lessa shivered. "Let's get this thing down as quickly as possible," she muttered, gaze flicking toward the walls that had sprung up around them. She really, really did not enjoy being cut off from the rest of the Frontliners. Once again, fear licked at the back of her mind, and she tightened her grip on her massive blade. Then she wasted no time dealing a quick blow, and moving back to Jomei'

Lessa’s heart leapt to her throat as the boss dealt a devestating blow. All around her, Players stumbled backward, and status effects cropped up all over. Had every single person on the Frontlines taken damage at the same time? As the woman scanned the joined Players, her gaze snagged on Alkor, and the breath was torn from her lungs. If he felt her gaze on him, he gave no indication, but the damage was already done. Memories of her best friend’s death crashed into her, an attack far more deadly than anything Wushen was capable of. Fear that she’d thought she’d rid herself of now bang

He's being brought as a +1. :3 Lessa and Jomei will be there!

The world tilted, and with a shriek, Lessa stumbled forward. Her boots slipped across the pebble-riddled battlefield, and though her arms pinwheeled, she could not find her balance. With the clang of armor, and an altogether unladylike grunt, the Guardian crashed to her knees. Even that did not provide the necessary balance, and she continued to pitch forward, coming to rest with her hands supporting her upper body. "Ouch," she ground out, though a glance at her health bar showed only a small chunk gone. Still, a small chunk was far worse than no chunk at all. As she climbed to her feet,

Even as she rolled her eyes skyward, feigning exasperation, she felt the small laugh bubble up from her core. Even in the face of danger, and a situation as stressful as a boss fight, Jomei could lift her spirits. That was one of the many things that she liked about him. "Just alright," she echoed, giving a toss of her blonde hair. As it tumbled down her back, she cocked an eyebrow in the ginger's direction. "That feels like a challenge." She watched the man charge the dragon, spearing it with his skinny blade before dancing back out of harm's way. Then she flashed a smile, narrowed her eyes i

With her gauntleted hand, Lessa snapped Nari a smart salute. A hard, fast, single-target attack was something that she was more than capable of. In fact, that was exactly why she'd chosen the ST Shift Specialty to begin with. There were certainly days when she wished for more AoE damage - wiping out waves of mobs while grinding would be super convenient. But at that moment, she was more than satisfied with her decision. At Krysta's mention of energy, Lessa let her gaze flick up to her energy bar. When it only crept up the slightest bit, she blew out a hard breath. No recovery proc, she de

@Oji @Senno @Mishiro @Faerie @Pinball @Van I’m excited to invite you to the roundtable! I’m taking all six of you because I’m a pushover. Further details will follow soon. @Demian @Astralin @Aoda The three of you have been placed on the waiting list, in that order. Thanks for your understanding! I look forward to our adventure together. :)

His voice startled her out of her scheming, and Lessa nearly leapt out of her armor. "Oh," she replied dumbly, before feeling a grin spread across her flushed face. "Yeah, I'm alright. I'm good. Just thinking." Her gaze left his face to scan their surroundings, taking in the crystals, the cavern, and the other Players. If she didn't know the truth, it might look like a neat place for a rave. There were certainly enough lights and colors. But unfortunately, she did know the truth. And despite everything, even Jomei's sturdy presence at her side, her stomach flipped. "It's so weird," she st

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"Dang," Lessa breathed appreciatively, emitting a low whistle as the images above the boss room door came alive. Each symbol burst into color, and it took her a few seconds to recognize them as the crystals from each territory. "Huh," she added, tilting her head slightly at the sudden connection. Maybe she should have paid more attention in the boss meeting. Maybe she should have actually finished the Mysterious Divide quest. A few weeks had passed since she and Jomei had concluded the first, and he hadn't mentioned continuing since then. Without conscious thought, her gaze flicked over to whe

Only after the pair had exited the cave did Lessa began to breathe normally. The tunnel itself hadn't bothered her too much, but watching Jomei shimmy into that hole, and imagining doing so herself, had taken its toll. Still, with the night air cool against her flushed face, and the sounds of relief all around her, she couldn't help but return her companion's smile. When she turned to face him, the expression deepened, amusement flashing in her dark eyes. "You're a mess," she informed him matter-of-factly, reaching up to brush some of the dirt from the top of his head. The feel of his shaggy h

Lessa regarded the man in silence, her blue eyes focusing as if she looked at him, truly saw him, for the first time. Nearly thirty seconds passed after his final statement, and she knew that if she didn't say something now, the silence would drag on for too long. But the words simply would not align themselves properly in her head. Instead, too many thoughts, too many memories, buzzed around her like annoying flies. She tried to mask her sudden speechlessness with another long drink of cider, but after she'd swallowed, she was no better off. Finally, she shifted back to face the bar agai

Even the dead end couldn't suck the joy out of the situation. The cries of the trapped NPCs lit a fire in Lessa's heart, and her face glowed with the warmth of it as she beamed at Jomei. "They're alive," she stated, the words tumbling from her lips like a prayer. "They're alive. They're alive!" Though she'd wanted so badly for them to live, doubt had begun to worm its way into her mind. She certainly wouldn't put it past SAO's creators to give them such a messed-up quest. But now? None of that mattered. Still humming with excited energy, Lessa dropped to her knees beside Riker. Tossing he

꧁༺Lessa༻꧂ Lessa, Guardian of Aincrad Level: 31 Paragon Level: 54 HP: 820/820 EN: 120/120 Stats: Damage: 28 Mitigation: 142 Accuracy: 4 Battle Healing: 45 H.M.: 8 HLY: 8 REC: 8 THRNS: 72 Equipped Gear: Weapon: Arcael's Might (T4 THSS - DMG DMG DMG HLY) Armor: Empress Armor (T4 HA - HM HM THNS THNS) Misc: Neutron Star Necklace (T4 TRINKET - ACC ACC REC REC)

Was NIGHT playing with her? The other woman's attacks lacked the flair that Lessa had expected from someone so adept at swordplay. Lessa could hold her own, sure, but NIGHT had accomplished feats on the fighting ground that Lessa couldn't come close to. So why, then, did each strike feel more like a kiss than a bite? Frustration bubbled in Lessa's gut, a purely emotional response to her guildmate's apparent taunting. Her wooden blade slipped along NIGHT's with a sound strangely reminiscent of a beast's warning growl, and the Guardian inhaled sharply. She was making a lot of assumptions about s

"You're right," she began. Then, with a hard exhale that sent her blonde bangs flying, she added, "Again. I'm not sure why this quest has me so messed up. I've just spent so much time with NPCs over the past year that it's getting especially hard to see the lines between us and them, y'know?" She lifted her hands, then let them fall again, helpless. "We've been in here forever. I sometimes forget that its a game, and quests like this are going to follow the standard MMORPG formula." Despite all of her apprehensions, when Jomei bumped her, she couldn't help but smile up at him. "I'm glad you're