Hidden

Hidden's blade would fall onto her opponent for the last time, ending their dance in its single swift motion. Sighing in disappointment, Hidden would sheath her dagger in the strap on the underside of her arm and look in the direction of the way her target went. She could still see him riding in the distance. Hopping on the other horse that remained, she spurred the beast and made chase after him. Her hair and cloak flew with the wind that pushed past her face as they raced after the target. When it came to catching up with her opponent, she had one advantage that would be unknown to him

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Simmone seemed to take a step back, realizing she was infringing on the girl's very fraying mind. She admitted that it was harder to read people than it was people. Hidden shook the questions from her head. It was almost as if the woman designed it, she would begin to question her own existence and the reality around her. This woman's weapon was her tongue itself. She needed nothing else. "I am an uninterested third party here. Take it or leave it." Hearing those words made Hidden feel like her thoughts were screaming at her, disagreeing whole-heartedly. It happened so fast, as if

Simmone's question made little sense to the white-haired girl. How was she supposed to know that? "I don't know what its asking me. I don't even see myself in the reflection. The only question that's there is..." 'Why am I not in there? What if she is doing this on purpose? Is it a trick? Does the mirror only purposely reveal her? She is a merchant and a shifty one at that.' Her thoughts came to her almost as a whisper, but the whisper was cold and uncaring. Simmone kept questioning, the questions coiling around her like the smoke that spewed from Simmone's cigarette. Every new string b

Purotekuta came at her next barehanded, but those were even slower than his previous attack. Sidestepping, she activated a sword art. A dark energy glinted off her blade as she activated the Sword Art: Equinox. A single strike with the sole design to split her target clean in two. Bringing the weapon down cleanly, a burst of white light would accommodate the normally dark attack. Purotekuta's life would drain in an instant. The force of the blow threw him to the ground at her feet. The smile on her face faded as it became replaced with an annoyed expression. The enemy had given her no sa

She brought up her dagger, wiping off the sheen purple crystal blade. Hidden started walking towards Purotekuta, not stopping until she was inches away from him. The girl spoke quietly in a whisper. "I'm standing right here. Take your best shot. It'll show you just how outmatched you are." The samurai quickly struck with an Iai technique. To no surprise, she simply side-stepped the strike. In his defense, she was entirely built on her ability to dodge attacks. If an attack actually landed, she was in rather deep trouble. Slamming her hand into Purotekuta's she would force him to drop his

Stepping back, she would face the two, the samurai falling back behind his shield. A pang of annoyance rose up in her and the woman began to taunt the pair of enemies. "Takes two of you to take down me? That one is hiding back there like a coward too. Are you sure this is going to work out for you?" The two's weight shifted uncomfortably, but still they stood to face her. "We will protect Uso-Tsuki with our lives!" A malicious spread across the woman's face. "You're funeral. I'll try to make it quick." Darting forward at a speed the pair couldn't match, her dagger headed straight for the

Leaping off the roof, she would leap onto the top the enemy caravan, forcing an immediately halt from the driver. With the use of the Nimble skill, she was able to expertly take the inertia and slide onto the ground without any damage taken. The sudden stop caused the caravan to lurch, tipping on its side and breaking one of its wooden wheels. Entering Stealth, she would prepare for a stealth attack to start out. She watched as three men came out of the knocked over caravan. A brief exchange was had before Hidden was stripped from stealth at the flash of one of their eyes. Her target Uso-Tsuki

Note: A mistake in the roller occurred. ST-I was used not ST-II as in the roll purpose. It wouldn't take long for the quest to really get underway. Hopping into the chief's caravan, he would follow and they would begin on the road. It would have been unsafe to leave him behind if one of his servants had defected and relayed the news. No, she just needed to stop the assassination before it happened and not affect the actual course of affairs. The road was quiet, the only sound the steps of the horses and the grinding of the wheel on the ground. Hidden remained quiet, her eyes looking past

<<Incognito Assassination>> Stats Sword Art List Returning to an older questline that she had begun some time back, Hidden returned to the Twenty-fourth floor. Visiting the floor was rather annoying as it called for constantly hiding in the shadows as she hid from the various guards that patrolled the city that she needed to be in. Edging along the shadows, she moved into the Chief's residence. As she entered, the Chief looked to her with a questioning expression. "You will move in your caravan just as originally planned. I will ride with you until they beg

Hidden watched as the woman's eyes flared with the use of a skill and for a moment, it looked as if the woman was trying to peer into her own soul. However, with closer inspection it turned out the merchant was actually appraising her reflection in the mirror. After a few short moments, the feline-like girl retreated to her sofa and tea. It must've served as Simmone's safe place like how the Stygian River was for her. Simmone's safe place looked much more relaxing than her own, she would admit. More cryptic words escaped Simmone's mouth as if she was imitating an oracle. Her words spoke

As Simmone stepped in front of the mirror her reflection became visible; however, it was different. Her attire had changed completely. A frown appeared on her face. It was only her standing in the mirror. Appalled, Hidden stepped forward, beginning to question everything. She reached out, touching the mirror with her pointer finger. The image's surface rippled for a moment but nothing changed. Hidden turned away. "I... I don't want to see that." She admitted to Simmone before waiving it off with words. "It probably wouldn't have been that good anyway." Hidden now turned to Simmone hersel

Approved.

Despite Simmone's words seeming outlandish, Hidden couldn't help but ponder some of her questions. She doubted they were all connected, but what if Raidou had been the one to kill Risque? What if he had sent Setsuna to follow her around to protect her? It seemed unlikely, but if it were true... then their promise meant nothing. She wasn't protecting anything, they were all risking themselves for her. Something she hadn't asked for. She didn't want their protection. Pushing down the uneasy thoughts, she would listen to Simmone who was now gesturing to some large mirror. "If you were to s

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Hidden | White Silence "Troubled and branded in orange, the girl has what seems to be a past on her tail as a shadow does." <Hidden> [ ♫ ] Blueberry "I do want to cook. I want to learn to make the tasty treats that only top-tier chefs can make. I can eat them when they are made from any other chef, but the dessert's flavor is limited to the chef's creativity!" <Blueberry> Morgenstern '"We are training for what we can become, not what we are." <Morgenstern>

"What mistake have you made?" Was all the response there was. A deep breath was exhaled as he instantly became fed up with the man. "The only mistake that's been made... is you walking in here and trying to demanding things from me. I'm really not trying to dirty the house meaning i'm willing to let you leave alive." He felt his serpent go rigid for a moment, something that he hadn't ever witnessed before. Something was happening, though he wasn't worried. The Black Serpent couldn't be killed, only contained. It was able to consume the life directly of any living thing. "Mistakes, yo

The door to his cabin creaked as he stepped through. A sigh escaped his lips as he felt relieved in his home. He could take a load off and relax... But something was off. There was a different feel to the air. Instead of its normal humble feel there was a hostility to the air. Danger was brewing. A glint caught his eyes and he turned finding a red-coated player finding comfort at his table. His heart skipped a beat. What was he doing here? Who was he? It didn't matter. "Ah hello. I see you've made yourself comfortable. Apologies, but I don't think we have had the pleasure of meeting

A flash of light emitted from the teleport gate as he stumbled into the twenty-first floor. Risque took a moment before resuming a gentleman's posture. Things hadn't gone as planned; however, that didn't mean the game was lost. Perhaps this was fate. Hidden wasn't ripe for the picking yet and he had simply been rushing her. As much information as he had purchased over her, it was surprising to have failed. Though, it had become increasingly hard to find the information he wanted on her. It was as if she had vanished from even the shadow world of Aincrad. Info Brokers knew nothing more and with

A moment of silence ensued as she sulked in her defeat. It had been a three on one fight, how had they managed to let him get away? He had been strong, but his confidence had become his undoing. She opened her eyes, looking down at her hands. One still clutched the recording crystal that Setsuna had given her. Hidden sighed, standing. She barely was taller than Setsuna, but her eyes cast down at the child as she handed her the crystal. "Thanks I guess for the assist..." Her voice trailed off in the end. Her eyes fell away from Setsuna. She was uneasy in endangering Setsuna. Her promise could h

"On the contrary, dear, I am no broker." Hidden revealed no emotion to this, but she understood what the woman had meant. She was a buyer of info, but had no intent of selling. She was just someone who liked to stick her nose in others business. Simmone was simply someone who knew her because she bought the information about her. Despite purchasing this information, she had no intention of being useful at all. 'I'm not too sure I like her... at all.' The way I see it, is Raidou, the APD's interest in you, this glutton seeking you out and attacking you, before dying. Setsuna is proo

The white-haired girl glossed over Simmone's words which seemed to be almost cryptic to her. In fact, instead of actually helping come up with any answers the woman just seemed to make the questions ever more complicated. She frowned before speaking her mind. "I find it really annoying that you seem far more able to ask more questions than you can answer. Didn't you say you were some form of info broker?" An annoyed sigh escaped her lips. "I think you even might be worse than Raidou with it." She slumped in her chair her nature opposing the pristine and laminated posture of Simmone

The Gourmet stood confidently overlooking his feast. He just needed to wait for the second one to come to him. Of the three of them, she was the wolf. The one that would wait until the prime moment to pounce on its prey. Assassin was low enough level that she was the low-tier threat. However, her presence still proved to be a nuisance. Setsuna stood, leaving Hidden and vanishing. A hungry grin rested onto his mouth. He had the health pool and restoratives to take the hit. If there was anything he knew about these women, it was that they never attacked head on. They always attempted to back sta

"Your deal, so you have a deal with him then?" A small smile formed on her face. If there was anything that bothered an information dealer, it was not knowing. "Oh so you don't know then? We've been affiliated for a while now. I guess he keeps his cards close even with you all." Raidou was the quiet type, someone she might have found herself being acquaintances with in the real world. As someone who had been bullied in school, it was easy to connect with others like that. Of course, she hadn't in fear that befriending them would get her targeted even more. "He's also a name you hea