Jomei

"Hah!" Jomei barked a laugh at Mari's blunt response to his offer, "Guess it is, isn't it?" His cheery, wide grin faded, but a small smile remained "You're right, I hardly know you at all." his eyes would instinctually look up at the orange crystal that spun above Mari's head for a moment before meeting her gaze "But I trust Baldur. I trust Mac. Hirru. The rest of our guildmates.." He would ponder it for a moment, squinting his eyes, "Most of the frontliners..?" A small shrug of his shoulders and he would continue, "And they trust you. So I don't think I would regret putting that same tru

Bombshell? That was putting it lightly.. "Hm" draining the last of the rum, Jomei would look at the contents that remained in the glass with puckered lips; an ice cube and a twist of citrus. His finger tapped the side of the cup for a moment before he returned it to the bar, placing it closer to Oscar's side of the bar than his own. "I'd say so. At least if you're the one back here making the drinks." he'd chuckle, "Anyone else attempt that, might not be as good. But I think you've got a winner there. A twist on a classic, I can see it selling." Light rum came off the wall next. Jom

A pleased hum and a warm smile, Jomei would join Mari. Pulling his cloak over his head and off of his shoulders, he would drop it on the ground behind him before sitting himself down in the damp grass beside her. He sat with his legs crossed at first, but eventually gave into temptation as he watched the water gently flow around Mari's ankles. Placing his own boots beside him, he'd slide his own feet into the brook. Exhaling softly through his nostrils as the cold water sent a chill all the way up to his shoulders. The suns light hardly managed to break through the tree cover, merely poking th

Jomei the emerald duelist Wings hardly disturbing the fiery canopy as they beat once - twice before perching on a branch above the small brook. Head turned from side to side as if on a swivel, before taking notice of the player lounging beneath. Black, beady eyes looked down at the woman, tilting her head curiously to the side before calling out with a sharp twit. After a moment of taking in the stranger, she took to the skies again swerving in and out of the trees until she was out of sight. A short distance away, a green cloak t

"Came in handy during the Clash." he would admit with a nod. "Went in with my old sword, pop out the other one when they least expected it." Arms rose and crossed at his chest as air puffed from his nostrils. "Honestly, haven't had the opportunity to use it outside of that. Next time I've gotta fill in for damage dealer, I'll remember to give it a few swings." Before business was pleasure, and pleasure, in this case, was a fully stocked bar. And no waiting in line. Sliding into one of the barstools, he'd sit and rest his elbows on the bar top. Eyes would slowly scan the various bot

"What?" Jomei would gasp as their foe took to the skies once again, "He's going to hit us again, so soon?" It seemed the cooldown must have been pretty short, if it existed at all. A number of their comrades already prepared for the worst, getting ready to dodge the life-ending beam attack once again. But to their surprise, Belregor faltered. The gauntlet that rose high, ready to consume raw energy from the void twitched, the power fizzling moments later. Something, or someone managed to cancel out the attack before it could come to fruition. Jomei could have sworn he hard a collec

Jomei the emerald duelist Oscar was a name that he wasn't expecting to see in his inbox. Not that the message was unwelcome, quite the contrary actually. He looked forward to it. Not only did he see Oscar as a stand up guy, but he figured he should probably get to know the man who pushed Lessa to open up to him. While it may not have been 'blind' confidence, trusting a close friend with some ginger he only shared passing words with, Jomei at least wanted to get a feel for where it came from. So after popping off a quick reply, Jome

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Martial Arts Rank 2 (8 sp) Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Night Vision (3 sp) SP Incurred Towards Limit: 11/50 SP Refunded: 11 Cost: 11000

"Hmm, well." Jomei would look at the contents that remained of the bottle, the amber liquid sloshing around as he gently drew a circle in the air with the glass container, "Only one way to really be sure." Bottoms up and down it went. Could he have checked his stats to see if that strange <Lightweight> condition was still there? Yes. But there was no fun in that. Not much more than a sip left within, the bottle would find its place back on the table. "Honestly, I think I'm starting to prefer the warm stuff over the cold ones" he'd remark, tapping a finger on the side of

Jomei the emerald duelist Mega Slime Farm used 10% EXP "Ohh. Now that makes more sense." From the floating bridge that he needed to cross to reach the first of the Paradise Islands, Jomei watched as a group of unknown players fought against a giant crab. Though, what was on his mind currently, was how Oscar had managed to relocate the large crustacean to an even larger pot. It's spawn point being on the same floor as the cookout made a lot more sense. Crab spawn on the beach. Where else would it have spawned? Silly of him to

If it weren't for Baldur telling him where he could find her, Jomei probably would have walked right past Mari's tent on Floor Ten, thinking it was just some players camping out or something. As he entered through the front flap, he needed to duck his head to avoid bumping into one of the low hanging jars that provided light. "Fireflies?" he said to himself, gently turning the glass in his fingers before allowing it to hang on its own once more, "Nice touch." There was a beauty and comfort in the chaos strewn about the tent. How the pillows and blankets were tossed about the floor remind

While Jomei stood strong and showed no fear in the face of Belregor's party-wiping attack, he shrunk into himself as Lessa stepped into view. He feared her wrath more than any floor boss. But he could immediately see that it wasn't anger in her eyes, she was scared. Because he wanted to try and play the hero. He relished in the moment of their quick kiss as her cold, armored fingers pressed against the back of his neck. "We're going to talk about this later." Oh no, she is mad. "Yes ma'am." Jomei would respond in a soft voice, nodding his head. Peeking at his health bar, which w

Jomei stepped into the familiar shop. "Hey, hows it going." Jomei greeted the shop owner with a smile. "Not here for anything crazy, just looking for some simple stuff to keep me going." His finger slowly scanned over the menu of various items in stock. Everything sounded delicious - though he knew better with Demian's wares. Was it just a choice to craft his dessert items to just taste... bland? Either way, it didn't matter. It was always easier to scarf these things down before combat without having to worry about contrasting tastes or textures. Purchasing 5 x crème brûlée. | TIERLE

Purchasing 5 x Field Rations | 5000 Col 5 x Immolations Potions | 6000 Total | 11000 Col

A jovial hum accompanied his smile. "Normally I'm the one rolling off on tangents and yapping. You've got nothing to be sorry for." His thumb would gently caress hers as he returned a quick hand squeeze. "And, you've got nothing to worry about. We'll always make this work." Flashing a quick wink as he turned his head to face her properly. "You're stuck with me, Less. No returns." "I didn't realize you and Oscar were that close." Jomei would remark with a curious dip of his head. "Guess I'll have to thank the guy for convincing you to give me a chance." he would say through a small chuckle

Jomei the emerald duelist "Huge lighthouse nerd" Bumping shoulders as they attempted to stand beside each other, Jomei would step past Lessa further into the entrance corridor. He would turn his body perpendicular to hers as he slipped by, flashing a quick smile. He stood with his back to her for a moment, resting his hands on his hips as he looked ahead of them. Just more dimly lit hallway. "Didn't need the lighthouse to tell me that." An impish smirk peered over his shoulder as he looked back at her. Floor Twenty Nine

A beam of pure energy shot out from Belregor's extended hand, carving into the beach and sending sand and debris into the air. Players from all parties rushed and scattered in an attempt to avoid being caught in the attack, in fear of its devastating power. The sound of his name being called out from behind him, pleading for him to move to safety was soon drowned out as the destruction drew closer to Jomei. But by then, it was too late to back down. Its my job to keep you all safe. Ripping his rapier from where he held it at his hip, Jomei met the laser ray head on. He struggled ag

"Abs. You have them-" His chin would press into his collarbone as he looked down at his torso with a tiny gasp. "I do? When did those get there?" he teased, before rolling his eyes upward to peek at Lessa - who still seemed a bit glued in place. For a moment he considered tossing the typical 'my eyes are up here' comment at her.. but there was certainly some enjoyment watching her gawk. It wasn't until he sat down did she finally look him in the eyes, and his smile widened even more. The confidence boost was nice, but getting the feeling her got when they locked eyes was always

Jomei the emerald duelist (♫) Castle Aincrad was home to some of the most breathtaking venues he had ever laid his eyes on. From tree top villages and caverns with luminous crystals, to defiled churches and palaces unlike anything in the real world. Towers that span taller than the highest skyscrapers, grand ballrooms in the center of a medieval castle, and there was so much more to explore. So many unique locations. Yet every. Single. Party. Was a beach party. Jomei was never a fan of hot weather, and though it wasn't as brut

The intensity of the battle had shifted drastically. Jomei stood stunned as the beach illuminated with hues of purples and blues, originating from the crackling energy that poured from Belregor's back. The flames would lash out at any who got too close, but it was a risk they knew they needed to take to put an end to the onyx knight's tyrannical hold over the floor. Jomei dug his boots into the dirt and sand as the massive blade tore through player after player. As the blazing red gaze fell upon him once more, he readied himself. Jomei was hardly able to keep up with Belregor's speed as

Thread Rewards 9414 Words Jomei T.12 | 22594 EXP | 180 + 3389 = 3569 Col Lessa T.10 | 18828 EXP | 180 + 2824 = 3004 Col

The both felt it, they both knew it. They just needed to say it. Just hearing the words dance on her lips filled him with so much elation, he could feel the fluttering in his chest ignite into a flame that warmed him to the core. If he could have captured them on a recording crystal, he would. A sweet soundtrack to lighten his days, to start his mornings, and to end his nights. But as he looked into her eyes, and she into his, he knew that the rest of their days would be filled with this same amount of love and joy.. Which was ultimately crushed when he realized Lessa pointed out tha

With a delighted hum, a smirk would play at Jomei's lips under the gentle caress of Lessa's thumb. "Well, you're perfect in every other aspect.. I guess you had to be bad at something, right? " The sly expression would grow into a beaming smile, teeth hardly visible between his lips. "You won't hear me complaining though. What's the old saying, its not about the destination, but the journey? .. or is it the other way around?" Lips would purse and eyes would roll as he tried to recall the motto. "Either way, it doesn't matter. Both are true in our case." He took a moment as he spoke to repositi

Again? A hand rose to shield his eyes from the pillar of radiant light that broke through the storm above. On a floor where the ever consuming void held any light within a death grip, the sudden contrast as their foe lifted their weapon high above nearly blinded them. He couldn't, as much as he tried to fight it, any longer and he feared he would lose his sight. Whether such damage could be done to their avatars or not, he was not sure, but he was not ready to take any chances. Eyes would shut for just a moment, just until he was sure the light had faded. Once his vision readjusted

“I-” Mouth opened to reply, words wanting to spill from his parted lips like an open tap. Everything he had ever wanted to tell her teetered on the edge of his tongue, but as his voice caught in the back of his throat, he rolled those words back into his mouth. Instead, only a breathy chuckle escaped. His eyes followed his knuckle as it slowly traced her jawline, like he was memorizing every curve. He took a breath, slow and deep, as if he was trying to find the right thread to follow in the tangle of his heart. Hearing his name leave her lips, his true name, sent a shiver down his spine