Mari

Call it an identity crisis, if you wish. Spend too much time wearing too many masks and you start to forget who you are, or which priorities matter most." "It must be hard for you." Mari said quietly - successfully managing to pat the strange little mimic who made a sound akin to a chirrup and a purr. "Freyd....Takeshi...Montjoy...It must get overwhelming." Mari chanced to pick up Reliq, who seemed to enjoy the attention as it rolled around in her arms, every so often its tongue would wipe at her - removing the wet sand from her skin. It was not a pleasant feeling. "some days...I can ba

This all fell apart... Mari lifted her head to look at the fireplace, its embers slowly dying from the onslaught of snow and wind that tore through her shattered home. Why? Why was it every time Mari finally managed to grasp a modicum of happiness it was torn away from her. Why...why every time she tried to crawl out of that dark hole she was denied hope, light? Was it so wrong to fall in love? She glanced over her shoulder at Lancaster, still pinned to the seat - pupils wide like saucers. Still under the effect of truth serum. Mari pushed herself to her feet, snatching the clear liq

Mari gave him a weak smile, in part... it was nice to see Freyd a little more... what would you call it? Loosey Goosey? Carefree? But at the same time there was just something inherently off about it, like he was going through the motions, and that they were at best skin deep. “You learning to fly or something? Eww. Mari-nated sand.” She looked down at herself, covered in wet sand that sloughed off her in chunks. A small laugh fell from her lips. The joke reminded her of Baldur's humor. "Something like that." She responded, "At least I had a nice trip." Said with a small laugh and

Mari had never seen Freyd like that before. Freyd referring to Mari as a prize hurt, that…wasn’t what she was to Lancaster, was she? An inward flinch at the word as her fingers fiddled with a makeshift ring upon her finger. She’d been burned before. For all the strength Mari had…for all the growth she did - the one place she always faltered were matters of the heart. “I know you, Lancaster. I know the fickleness of your flame and the catastrophe you willingly leave in your wake.” When Mari admitted she loved someone, be it platonically…or romantically, she gave those people everythi

♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ "Mark you?" His breath skims against her skin, always so warm. Mari could feel his lips smile against her. But there was a sort of pause in his actions. Mari expected rushed kisses and an eruption of passion, instead there was silence as his arms wrapped tight around her. A stillness that made her heart feel like it was being twisted and squeezed. Mari furrowed her brow, did she - go too far with her admission? Her little stunt with the knife? Her hands stopped roaming. One wrapped cautiously around his waist, thumb looping into a belt loop to hold him there. Her

Post Action: Crafting the item with Malachi's guidance. Malachi stood three steps back as he watched Mari. He pointed to the bunsen burner and opened his mouth to speak but Mari interrupted. "Low heat, any higher and the metal would melt." He blinked and nodded. Mari had collected the materials, and was holding the tiny piece of material between forceps - it wasn't her first foray into this sort of activity- it was just the first time she was doing it assisted by the system. So each and every time Malachi tried to tell her to do something she'd be one step ahead - and be already in the

Post Action: Gathering Materials and Returning them to Malachi ID:2489624 LD: 17 CD: 2 +3 EXP Gathering Profession: 62/149 Mari started to rip up the dandelions, in complete unabashed frustration. This was supposed to be calming. This was supposed to be a pleasant and simple experience but instead it turned into an absolute hellish experience.So as Mari sat on her hands and knees, digging through dirt, flowers - and looking under various mushrooms foraging for materials. The woman was very bothered, and very pissed off. A broken nail, dirt all over her hand and knees - the ragged tr

ID:248963 LD: 9 +3 EXP 56/149-59/149 WELP! Thats it! These rocks were completely useless, sure there were a few more she could look under but Mari was growing very tired and very frustrated, she didn't want to deal with this damn quest anymore. SHe couldn't imagine anyone crazy enough to do this for EVERY. SINGLE. PROFESSION. Oh wait, yes she could, a man who would wear broken glasses and a red cape. He'd be the kind of driven person to do this. Mari, however, was not. A part of her wanted to leave right now, but then there is the time sunk fallacy, right? She had al

ID:248962 LD: 6 +3 EXP 53/149 -56/149 What was that childhood story, the one with the little girl and how she somehow walked into a house belonging to three bears? with the porridge and the beds and stuff? This felt like that. The three rocks were like the three bears, one was too big one was too small. That means the medium rock should be juuust right - RIGHT? and that meant that surely there would be a material underneath it? RIGHT? Mari didn't want to get her hopes up. It was a good thing she didn't too because as she lifted the rock and saw a whole lot of nothing she let i

ID:248961 LD: 2 +3 EXP 50/149 - 53/149 Mari blinked. Oh....hang on just a minute. She had to open up her status screen because she must have missed it , but....did her foraging just rank up? Lets see....Mari scrolled through the menu till she found it and EYUP! Rank 2. Cool, I guess? Mari wasn't too fused about trying to level up her foraging skill, she picked it up to just have on standby if needed. She thought it'd be fine for now, but if today taught her anything it meant that she was really lacking in...well....everything. There were...lets see...Mari counted t

ID:248960 LD: 8 +3 EXP RANK UP! 47/49 - 50/49 EXP --> [50-149 EXP] Rank 2 - Journeyman Forager: Successfully forage for materials on a LD 13+. Well, Mari got to think about nice hot showers for a good few minutes but unfortunately before she could get to that she had work to do, and that work was ....you guessed it finding one last material. You'd think finding materials would be a little easier. You'd think Mari would attempt to do a better job at like, preparing herself for such a thing, but you were wrong. Mari was after all, a Player Killer and Player killers could not walt

ID:248959 LD: 3 +3 EXP Gathering Profession: 44/49 - 47/49 Mari sighed as she first sat on the rock, staring at her hands. They were covered in dirt. Dirt was like, totally everywhere. It was beneath her nails, it was crusted on her palms, her wrists her legs, it was everywhere. Mari turned over her hands to look at the top of them and -eyuup they were also covered in dirt. Mari would wipe her brow and instead of wiping off the sweat, she'd just simply wipe dirt ONTO her forehead instead. Man, that wasn't a very smart move now was it? oh well. Mari would shower later.

POST ACTION: GATHERING MATERIALS ID:248958 LD: 20 CD: 3 +8 EXP +1 Material Gathering Profession: 36/49 - 44/49 OH WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT, FINALLY ANOTHER MATERIAL. Mari yanked it out from the weeds and shoved it into her inventory, because she was a woman and we all know women clothes don't really have pockets, although yes her shorts did have pockets, she didn't want to be stuffing them with materials. She wanted to be stuffing them with, I dunno? what was better than this? anything. Hell she'd even shove actual slimes from the slime farm into her pockets over this.

POST ACTION: GATHERING MATERIALS Mari looked up at the sky, and winced, because she did the dumb. She directly looked at the sun. And do you know what the sun is? its like a big ball of FIRE IN THE GODDAM FUCKING SKY AND ITS LIEK OH NO WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING LOOK AT THAT!? Anyway seeing where the sun was positioned it was like, Mari would have to assume it was noon? or something, which meant she had been at this for almost an hour and a half already. Maybe she should get a watch, if she did- she'd say it was half past freckle, Mari was cool like that. Lots of fun jokes. Baldur

Okay...now Mari had collected three out of the five materials needed to return to Malachi to complete the quest, but that also meant she still needed to find two more, where should she find those two more materials? Uhm... Mari just kinda like, looked around. Her blue eyes scanning the endless grassy fields around her as she tried to figure out what the hell else she was supposed to do to find materials whilst foraging. This is why she preferred fishing over foraging. Mari doubted she'd ever really have a need or use for materials but hey, maybe one day she would. Maybe the general store

POST ACTION GATHERING MATERIALS GUESS WHAT? ITS ANOTHER FORAGING ATTEMPT! Mari had stood, and brushed off her hands, it was an act in futility, because I mean, the dirt was wet so it kinda clung to her hands like cling wrap clings to food when you leave it in the micrwave too long and then it just sags down into the food and you're like oh no, and you try to pull it up and out but its too hot and you burn your fingertips? Yeh it's kinda like that. Except instead of cling wrap Mari was now standing by a tree Mari started ripping the bark off the tree, that counted as foraging rig

POST ACTION GATHERING MATERIALS So here Mari stood, well actually....here Mari sat. Yeh. Sat. On her hands and knees as she tried to like forage. She moved on from her little dirt patch and shimmied over on ehr hands and knees to like, try and find a different patch...of...well..dirt. Yeh, so off to a different patch, except this wasn't dirt this was....drumroll please! It was MUSHROOMS, Mari started to crunch the mushrooms in her hands, thankful they weren't like death cap mushrooms or anything because they'd be bad, even just touching them would have been bad. But no, these were you run

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POst action: Gathering materials After ripping up that clump of grass Mari decided to do it again. Because thats what one does when they do these relentless gathering quests - they waste time by ripping up clumps of grass and watching it flutter by in the wind. Wow this game felt so real huh? Even the blades of grass left that slightly itchy feeling on your hand when you played around in it a little too much. Mari pulled up even more lumps of grass to reveal a nice clean patch of dirt, and in that patch of dirt she started to dig using her hands because what else was she suppo

Post Action: Gathering Materials Mari walked outisde because outside is outside yanno how its the opposite of indoors well this was outdoors so after stepping over that threshold and being from indoors to outdoors mari was now outdoors. And do you know what people do outdoors? They get hit by the sun, oh wow the sun is so nice and warm mm yes. Mari closed her eyes and thought about how amazing the sun was on her skin because she was in prison or something for like two years and when you are in prison for two years you don't get to see the sun on your face or feel the sun on your face

Post Action: Talking to Malachi Since the updates; Mari knew she wanted to take the Artisan quest; it'd help with her tinkering. Granted she didn't feel like the boon of system assisted crafting really suited her - but at the same time. If it helped... if it gave her the ability to be able to fix things in her workshop without having to reach out to Atan - well... that would be for the best. Mari wanted to keep her word to Freyd, and the more she thought about it. The more she realized that she was naive to think the man was some form of doctor. He was a chemist, and Aincrad was his playg

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspirational {Shiina} +4 EN, Hyperactive +3 EN, Hyperactive Duration [1/3] Small clanking pieces of armour stood beside a set of etheral wolves - beyond that - the biggest of all. A large guardian with fire for eyes - its billowing form barely held together beneath a tattered brown cloak. Mari slammed the blunt end of her halberd against the ground to get its attention. Its head whipped to her. "I call dibs on the big one." With a flick of her wrist she wrapped the garrote wire around the handle of her blade. "Stand back please, first time tryi

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspirational {Shiina} +4 EN Another round of attacks passed in a blurred flury, turns shifted - enemies slain and the dull thunks of weapons into digital flesh. Mari gave a small nod to Nisahime - when she asked if Mari remembered. "Yeh. I do." Mari didn't mean to brush off the other woman with such a curt reply - she was just busy. Mari took a step back so Shiina could run forward into the fray, and ducked under another weapon as it was swung in the small hallway. The space was small, difficult for Mari to be able to fight properly in - still. She'd make use o

"Guess that makes you the fruity patootie." Mari stared at Raidou, confused. "W-what?" She turned her eyes to the others, some seemingly much more serious than others. "I ...suppose I can be?" Mari said - not used to the juxposition and mixture of free spirited fighters and serious ones all smashed together in a small dungeon. Mari trailed along behind Raidou, close to him. "So..who are-" her eyes shifted to Nisahime. That person. "She has a regular one today." Mari commented. "Last time - 'twas blue. Nisahime. RIght?" It was said with a slight smile, an attempt to connect to anothe

There was something so incredibly heartwarming about watching him move around the basement. The way he’d tap his lips when he spoke, the furrow of his brow. Mari wondered if he noticed that he would tap his index finger lightly against his thumb when his gears were turning. Or how his lips would move wordlessly, as though his voice couldn’t keep up with his thoughts. Mari watched the man and found it difficult to accept just how much she adored him. How easily he had neatly wrapped himself up in the empty spaces in her heart. Igniting emotions that Mari thought were long dead. In such a short