Anemone

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There was a small troubling look on Anemone's face while they had finished the last set of Goblins. Right below them stood the ground of battle that happened not too long ago. The entire area seemed to envelope is a sort of melancholy for her as those red eyes seem to sink into sadness. Almost like a chilling wind would blow to creep up her spine, the woman had clutched her shoulders with both hands. There was an empty feeling in her belly, a feeling of anxiousness and sadness. She had been lost in this feeling after the last strike had been called down from the player Itzal, but the feeling was becoming so over powering that Anemone seemed to feint. With her body falling down rapidly towards the ground, she had closed her eyes and fell like a lump of nothing. All of her senses seemed to be washed away by this horrible feeling around her. There was sadness and guilt, so much anger and hate towards something. She could feel all these collective feelings. She blinked several times as the others would seemingly come around to aid her.

"I'm fine." She would say shortly, but the pit in her stomach almost made her lurch over. She held a hand to her mouth, and she looked at the both of them. "Don't you feel anything weird here? There is a great and horrible sadness drifting around like its choking this place of any kind of air. I have never felt such a strong feeling of such emotions collected in one place. Something bad happened around here...but I just don't know what it was."

OOC: Anemone's feeling of dread has something to do with the events that transpired on the surface. Directly below them is where Opal had come to destroy the remnants of the Laughing Coffin Guild and her place of death. Since the start of this thread is not too far off from the date of the event. I figured to throw in a small bit of story here. :D @Itzal

Already down half life, the Diamond Juggernaut did not seem to take to the bashings well. Flecks of its metallic surface dusted off, sending particles into the digital oblivion as their sword arts ransacked the creature's body. Anemone had stood to the far back of the room keeping a watchful eye on the player's hit point bar. There was not much to do at this point, so she would be foregoing her healing ability for the round. Red eyes rolled over the surface of the floor and back to the others as they assaulted the Juggernaut in formation. The glowing light of their attacks bringing luminous to the area as she saw a small crack in the wall. Every strike against the Boss seemed to show more wear and tear on the wall, more then likely that was going to be their way out of this crazy dungeon. So far there had been no misgivings in this dungeon, everyone played their part to what was needed, except Anemone, but her part was to find the dungeon and allow them to conquer it. That was pretty much her use as of right now.

"Well, this has turned into a rather productive day."

[H:6] @Shield - HP: 740/740 - 74 Energy - 3 Dmg - 24 Bleed (BD 8+) - 111 Mitigation - 54 Regen - 28 Thorns - 10 Battle Healing
[H:0] Beat - HP: 600/600 - EP: 43/60 - Dmg: 17
[H:0] Soredell: HP: 220/220 - EP: 16/22 - 9 MIT - 2 EVA
[H:0] Anemone - HP: 640/640 - EN: 64

Diamond Juggernaut: HP: 211/525 | DMG: 105 | Mit: 14  [Bleed: 2/2]

OOC: Excuse the absence on my part.

Anemone clapped her hands several times as she stood behind the group. She watched with anticipation as they threw their blades into the heckling goblins and slashed away their HP with each strike of their bladed weapons. It had been an easier match than she had thought with these two paired up. They were like a synchronous duet in as they synergies well with one another. "I guess that's what it must be like to be a guild with one another. Their attacks and formation are down to a nil." The woman thought with one finger clipped in her mouth. She chewed softly as the splatter of pixels echoed out and deep orange gash marks were carved over the tricky goblins. The Healer had stood by, but at this moment at least, she had not nothing to do but besides wait. They were too speedy for the trouble footed goblins to react to their weapons and could not muster the strength to come back and retaliate, which made things all the more easier to deal with.

"Just a few more hits and we'll have this last group in the bag!"  

Goblinx4:  111/520 <1/1 paralysis  2/2 Bleed>

Anemone patted her legs and double checked her satchel and nodded to the rest of the group. It was time to prepare and to move onto the road ahead. With her back facing the cold southern draft, the woman flicked her hair and narrowed her eyes on the steady beam of light that trickled underneath the door, "Whatever happens, I am not going to let anything happen to any of you. I feel we are all in great hands here." The woman had said, a light smile on her face continued to stain her lips as she pressed her arms to the back of her body and brought her fingers weaved together. Standing behind the others, she exhaled slowly. She could do this no problem, no problem at all. It would be just another walk in the park...With the help of Soredell, Beat and Shield, they had made their way through this dungeon with the greatest of ease and with no ill threat against them. But how would the boss battle go down in the next room. She stood there looking down at the ground and chewing on her bottom lip as her white teeth gnashed against her lip. When she lifted her head up it looked like they had wandered right into the room.

"Here we go..."

Anemone gulped several times when she and the other began to move into the domain of Mothra. She shrinked in her state of mind as she held both hands up to her chest and looked around with weary red eyes. She trembled lightly, this was the first major battle she had been in since the Valentine's battle, yet this was a floor raid and while she may have been a healer, her anxiety did not make her ready for this. As she stepped into a small dim light, the woman gave a small shriek as a twig or root of some sort scratched her pant leg. She was feeling jumpy and nervous as her eyes followed the rest of the players, but kept to the background like white noise. In fear of messing anything up, soon the teams began to part into their own guilds with the exception of Morgenstern whom had been a Celestial Ascendant. However brief her smile was on him, the woman turned her gaze at the massive flying creature above them all. She gave another shrill shriek being one of the few women in this battle, none of the others seemed as frightened by its appearance as she was.

"Oh boy, Anemone, just calm down...you got this. Just take it one step at a time." she would cater to her own needs while the others threw themselves against the creature in order to break its impressive double barrier. However, their efforts were coming to light as each slash and sword art pelted it's way through that odd barrier it had formed around itself. The female continued her watchful eye on anyone who's HP might need to be restored. At the moment, it seems her team was on the green path while the others were also neatly and tidy in their green zones. So for now, all she could do is nod her head to the command and keep an eye on Morgenstern and hope that he and everyone else makes it out safe from this battle.

Anemone looked at Aereth, her eyes dimmed by his lonely speech. He was ten kinds of hurt, mixed up on his crusade for vengeance. But he was not seeing the picture here. He claimed to want to protect people but he only sought to hurt others in his quest. The woman shifted in her seat, both hands lay in her lap as she looked down at the barren and dusty floor. Sand particles had accumulated from the window, the broken windows offering no form of protection from the elements outside. She sighed and had no idea what to do. But, she knew one thing. 

She cleared her throat and stood up. Anemone placed both hands on the table and then sought to look into Aereth's eyes, "Then I can not stop you." She turned and walked around his chair and stood behind him. Her arms moved and gracefully fell over his shoulders as she leaned over his frame. The long tendrils of crimson streaked hair feathered against his cheek as she turned her head. Lavender lips so soft and pure were now inches away from his ear as she spoke quietly to him, "Then let those who are alive; care." She squeezed his shoulders with her fingertips and lifted herself up from him. Her ruby eyes were set up on him as she stood in front of now with her hand stretched out, "Will you stay with me tonight? If I am not to see you again for a long time, then I wish to be with you before you are gone. It  might be a little selfish to ask you of this. You are fighting and protecting what you think is right and I can not stop you from doing that. You say darkness and anger has swallowed you up. Allow me to share my light with you during your darkest hours." @Aereth

Anemone was thankful Macradon had remembered that certain potion in exchange for the fish. Her mind was anxious because of it, but now at least if an AoE attack had been prompted, she would be in a good state to defend herself. With that in mind, she thanked his wholeheartedly and bowed. While she applied the potion another person had drummed up to them to make conversation, more towards herself as the other. The woman looked up at the brunette samurai, "I don't think I caught your name. My name is Anemone, it is nice to meet you," she smiled big that showed her pure innocence from her heart, something so rare to find these days among the others who have seen and been in intense battles. She nodded at him and was happy to be here as well, "Yes, I hope that I can be of some help. My healing can be a hit or miss, so hopefully it comes down to activating for a good portion of this battle. The faster we get through it, the better." She took a moment to stand with her guild-member and noticed a brunette girl bobbing in from the darkness, Piera, a woman she was not quite familiar with but knew only in a small amount of time. Was she still wracked with revenge? It brought her thought to Aereth and their conversation earlier. She didn't see him here...

The vibrant red and white healer nodded to Piera and smiled, "I'll do my best."

"Oh thank you!" Anemone had manners, more manners than she thought she had and even while run dry from the heat found a way to be very genuine in what she did. Taking the bottled water and unscrewing the cap, the woman drank heavily from the bottle but made sure not to spill any from the corner of her mouth. Inhaling and exhaling rather quickly from not stopping for air to drink, the woman finished off the bottle rather quickly but it was much needed nourishment. Slightly cooled by the water, she listened to the story Aereth had only half told prior. Her radiant ruby eyes were downcast when he spoke, it must have been hard to be there and watch that unfold for him and then to call himself weak in that manner when she had only seen strength in him.

"But you are strong. I can't say I understand your feelings. I never had anyone torn from me like that, if they were my better half I would probably have so much hate and anger for the world. But also so much sadness for everyone involved. Player Killers were becoming well known as the events of that horrible day when Opal had declared herself a part of a guild known as the Laughing Coffin. Since that day people have been more entangled in player killing because they see how easy it is a person can be a target, anyone can be a target now and because of that fact...things in this world were more so complicated.

Anemone shifted her hands on her lap, clearly he was hurt and still is. What kept him strong now was his urge for..."Vengeance is that it? You plan on taking up revenge for them taking your girlfriend away from you. Do you think that will help quell that storm in your heart, Aereth? I don't pretend to know what you feel like, and I won't stop you if you plan on going on some crusade. But you have taken one life it seems by the orange of your crystal. How many more people need to pay for that sin? I don't want you to get hurt. I don't want anyone to get hurt. That is why I am here as a Healer. Even those...Player Killers, they..." she stopped and wondered if anyone would go out and kill for her revenge is she ended up being murdered. Would she want that from them? To play out to get revenge for her? No. Never. She would never want that. And she didn't want to bring up that card either...But...

"Do you think...that is what she wanted you to do?" A small voice, barely audible. @Aereth

Anemone had forgotten just for the briefest of moments that orange players could not easily up and walk to a teleport plaza like any other citizen of Aincrad. She kept her hands busy behind her as she looked out the horizon as it seemed to have some kind of heat current to it. The land looked blurry due to the heat casting a mirage of her eyes when she spotted the tops of run down buildings. However, Aereth had seen it as well and his voice as well as his body language seemed to give off something of a trigger when she asked about a current relationship. She didn't know what to say to him next, there was something she possibly said that might have just been too much of a personal thing and she heard it in his words clearly. Secretly she had asked to find out subtly if he was seeing anyone or not, but that was probably her biggest mistake. She followed the male scout towards the abandoned and run down village. It seemed everything was lost within it becoming nothing more than a ghost town.

Red eyes cast at the doors broken down, windows shattered and the buildings looking like the weather had just drained them of any life. She beat the sweat from her brow as she popped her collar a few times and looked for a place suitable to talk and not bake at the same time, but anything out of the sun would do, "How about in here?" It was a small saloon of sorts with swinging doors, and there were tables uplifted on the ground and broken chairs. But there was at least a space to sit down away from the heat. Inside she could feel the arid heat sink into the building but they were out of the line of fire from the relentless sun. Anemone had taken a seat at a dusty old broken table. She ran a finger across it as she collected the dust with a single swipe of her finger, "This place could definitely use a woman's touch. I apologize if I drummed up some personal feelings. That was my fault, a little too curious for my own good." Although she would not explicitly say she wanted to know purely for the fact if he was available and even if he were...What could she possibly give to him that any other beautiful woman in Aincrad could not? @Aereth

"The desert it is." She said with a very, very, very small cheer. When they had reunited on the same page, Anemone turned her head to Aereth and smiled, she always did that. Smile. It was a defensive mechanism for her, while she was a meek and timid woman she found smiling to be her fallback plan even if she was uncomfortable or something, she would continue to smile through it. There were times though when she could not enforce it, something that would belittle her if it were intentional or not, it would make that smile disappear. Yet, she was firm and hardy in some of her beliefs. Even if she were put down by someone she thought of as a friend, it would not matter because her smile would give her courage to get past it. She was the better person after all.

But still...to have those kinds of words said to her. She raised her dark brows and sighed a little from the heat and looked at Aereth with yet another 'I'm not quite here look,' before quickly nodding. "The whole day to spend with me, huh? Sounds like something you would do with a girlfriend or something. I mean, I enjoy your company and all but aren't you with someone? Wouldn't you rather be spending your time with her?"

ID: 83717
LD: 2+ 8 = ;(

@Aereth

Right into the thick of things once again. Anemone took her stance in the back row with her hands at the ready should anyone need some obvious healing. Although after the first round, it looked like the Goblins could not do much even with their combined forces. Yet that was not true for that small trio as they stepped up and took down the Goblins with some hefty damage dealing attacks. The young woman kept her distance and was given a watchful eye to their HP bars while they were taking turns smacking the Goblins around with their weapons. She sighed mentally, not being of much use at the moment but it was good that they were unharmed for the most part. That did not give her the privileged to relax and slack off though, even one round of solid damage could turn a good thing into something even worse. So vigilance she would need as they continued their strikes.

Goblinx4:  321/520

There was no reason to fret, the party was well equipped with whatever would be behind that door. And she knew she had enough practical use that, if Shield needed it, she would be able to heal up in no time at all. Red eyes stared at the door as the others 'took a knee' and reminisced over another memory from their past. She smiled and looked down at her hands and feet, wiggling her toes within her boots as she stood there and listened to their story. Maybe one day, she thought to herself, someone would think about her and see how she was not completely useless to them. She blinked away the notion, it was selfish was it not? To want to be remembered why others would not live with any more memories. She took a hard gulp and shook her head, a smile on her face as she turned around and leaned on the wall next to the others.

A word she would not say, she had nothing to say now that they would soon becoming up the most dangerous part of this sub dungeon. She entwined her fingers into themselves and stood their motionless as a rock, she had her own thoughts at least. Where she would go from here? And what was going to be her next step forward. @Shield

ID: 83716
LD: 8+8 = +4 T1 Materials (24 Total)

There was quiet clacking of boots down the dimly lit pathway as Anemone found herself walking a lonely road. She had not been inducted properly into the Knights of the Blood Oath, but she was given by invitation by Mack, the current Vice Commander of the Guild, unfortunatly, she had not met all of the guild members yet but only a few. So for her to be here now was a crucial undertaking, not only would she be part of the main force stepping forward, she was also the Heal and Support of the group. She let out a small sigh, blonde and crimson streaked hair bouncing from off her shoulder with every step. The cordial woman, small and meek smiled softly as she moved through the dungeon making her way to the small forming party in front of her. She would nod and smile to the others only quickly moving her petite form to the those who bathed in white and red. She adorned her usual gear. The white and red shirt with red pants, and a white satchel hanging off the side of her hip.

"I am sorry I am late. I was attempting to prepare as much as I could. Macradon, we spoke briefly before the meet up, I brought what you were seeking."

The woman lifted her hand and scanned over her items and selected the Lemon'N Honey Fish Filet, and traded it off to Macradon, her guildmate. "I know it's not much and I wish I had more time to prepare for the others as well. But I am sure you'll make good use of it." Her eyed eyes shied away from the man with his brilliant armor, she would hope that he had what she was asking for as well, a simple Safeguard potion would make her feel all the more comfortable while this undertaking would start. Her eyes looked up at the gallant male with the long pony tail, "Hello Commander Heathcliff. I am so glad to finally get to meet you. I will do my best with Healing the group today!" She said with a small cheer, a gesture that showed off the pure innocence of the woman and that she was rightfully nervous down to the bone as well.

She placed both hands at her side and stood towards her group and looked down, she felt out of place being alongside so many courageous people.

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Player Stats:

Lvl: 35 || HP: 700 || EN: 70 || 

Equipped Items: Lucky Coin [+3 LD] || Avacyn's Wings [+3 Combat Craft] ||

Skills: Rnk 5 First Aid [+40% HP]
Rnk 5 S&D [+5 LD] || Gatherer ||

Mit: -
Dmg: 1

Buffs:
Safeguard Diamondskin-Potion

All it took was one blink of her eyes to know the battle had been over so swiftly. The woman smiled big at Aereth as he returned and clapped her hands, "Oh, you took it down with one sword art. That's pretty impressive!" Her clapping had stopped and she beamed a smile at the person in front of her but she didn't know what else to say. Now that the battle was over, and the quest was over...what else was there to do? "Well, that had finished faster than I had thought to be honest. I suppose we can stay on this hot floor and look for some more materials or something. I'm not too entirely sure since you finished it off so quick." The woman brought a hand up to her face and smoothed away the fly away strands of white with mixed crimson hair from her radiant and brilliant red eyes. There was something about the heat on this floor that was moderately enjoyable, had their been water or some kind of oasis, she would feel the need for a swim. Her day dreaming had caused her to zone out, but her face was unchanged with that simple smile that she wore.

"Oh! I'm sorry, you don't seem to be hurt so I guess my healing is not necessary right now. Well then, what are we to do next? If you are tired or something, we could call it a day and head back to the safe zone unless you wanted to do something else? I'm not sure how great it would be, but I could search for a dungeon as well here. I didn't have much luck last time I think." @Aereth

"Well, this is floor seven, so I suppose we could run into just about anything." The quiet woman said as she watched the antics between the familiar and the ice cream that Sey hold. It had triggered a small response from her as she stifled her laugh through her hand and her red eyes scanned the area. With her arms swept behind her back, the woman's crimson eyes fell upon the player Sey and she nodded her head. "Ready and willing," then her pale complexion lit up like the Fourth of July in the states, her eyes widened and closed shut and she stammered, she had heard of such a phrase by more than ambitious women in terms of sexual engagement and it seemed now she was fighting for her words to come out of her mouth to preserve her innocence. Unfortunately for Anemone, things like that did not happen and she would just casually drink her bottle water and turn away from the two male players.

ID: 83460
LD: 2+ 8 = ;( ;(

In her fit of embarrassment, the woman attempted to look around for some materials to get her head out of the clouds so to speak but there seemed to be nothing she could pick from the amount of or lack there of vegetation in this area. She sighed and waited till her face was not so hot and red and turned back to the others. With a smile and a nod, she was ready. @Itzal

When thanked, Anemone smiled and titled her head to one side. She had bigger problems to deal with now though since the bear was mostly taking up all her arm space. The woman grunted lightly as her boots sank deep into the thick mud from the weight of her and the bear cub. Strands of hair befalling to her face as she blew away the rogue strands constantly but to no effort. The bear seemed to be happy as a lamb snoring away and sleeping while she was having her grievances with it. With a small lopsided smile, the woman turned the bear over and placed him over top her satchel for easier carrying. There was no way she was gonna hold him like a baby the entire way through. At least this way, she would have her hands free to do what she needed to do and that was to help with Mack and his..."Oh, they are dead already."  There was no need to fix what was not broken by any means now, so she knew sure enough after a battle like that, the two of them would need a moment to rest up for at least awhile until Mack got his energy pools replenished.

ID: 83439
LD: 3+ 8 = ;(

Until then she would have to rest up as well, but that didn't mean she couldn't be proactive in finding some materials while waiting. Her red eyes scanned the immediate are and she bit down on her lower lip, "Mud...and more mud." She said to herself. @Mack

"You both are very generous." Anemone had taken the popsicle from Sey's hand, and then placed the bottle water down on the ground next to her foot. Unopened thankfully, cause that would be cue for her to trip and knock it over with her clumsy nature. The woman tasted the cold treat as she swabbed the top with her tongue, shivering lightly but feeling immensely better about being on this floor in the heat. Her red eyes gleamed in happiness from the treat, it was such a rare occasion that she would eat anything like this for herself. She was not too keen on being a 'big woman' by any standards and she had watched with great scrutiny to what she ate in the real world and those habits had trickled over to this game world as well. But feeling no regret or shame, she would slowly twist and pump the popsicle in and out of her mouth as the delicious frozen treat freed her of the heat. Moments passed for a little bit as she ate her treat and took a great helping of water. With the coolness splashed into her like that, she felt reinvigorated to start her journey once again.

ID: 83325
LD: 1+ 8 = ;(

She had been mostly focused on her body temperature and keeping cool that she probably passed some decent materials to gather along the way. She sighed deeply, but there was nothing greater than devouring that popsicle just now. Even if the materials were passed on by, the woman was content. @Itzal

Just as soon as it was mentioned the rested party had come across a room lined with mythic inscriptions in a frozen blue color that seemed to pulsate with life every other moment. Red eyes scanned the wall as the area became a bit cooler if not a bit more oddly worldly as well. There was a small sinking feeling in her heart when they came across the room and she needed to check up on that gut feeling. Sweeping her hand to access her menu, the woman stared at the Intermediate Dungeon Map and it seems they were coming up on the boss room.

"Yep, this is the place alright. Whatever is inside is our last obstacle. They went to pretty far extremes with the lore on this dungeon though. I was reading the lore when the pop up came up, apparently we'll be fighting some kind of Siren. You guys will need to be in your best mindset. But we don't need to go in immediately, we should rest up and get your energy levels up. Also a change of equipment if you need it before battle." Anemone did not have anything to change out from. She was no combat suited warrior by any means and thus she smiled with her lavender lips and crossed her arms to her back feeling the cool breeze that was escaping from the next area they would embark which would be the Dungeon Boss room. @Shield

ID: 83715
LD: 7+ 8 = 15 [+4 T1 Mats (20 Total)]

Anemone smiled at his words, she didn't know true companionship like Grave and his girlfriend, but she had read about it in her romance novels back home. She had dreamed of days like those being whisked away by a knight in shining armor. Funnily enough she was now a Knight herself, or something to that effect being in the Knights of the Blood Oath. Her red eyes darted back and forth from the shadows and Grave's shadow. She had been walking along behind him keeping one hand on the wall so she would not slip and fall into the earth, because that would be very bad and show how clumsy she really was. As they were walking, Grave's hand had shot out from the darkness grabbing her uniform.

The Healer gave a small yelp when she felt something tug her, "Oh! Grave! You nearly gave me a heartache just now." His intentions were pure but she blushed when his hand had innocently grazed her and then in a more serious voice told her to stay close. She nodded, although he probably couldn't see that in the inky darkness all around them. Her red eyes surveyed the area.

ID: 83267
LD: 3+ 8 = ;( Grave, you are making me unlucky!

She huffed a little bit when she couldn't see much, she had told herself to at least find a few pieces of materials during this trip, but this darkness was more foreboding and and treacherous than she thought. They had come up to a series of torches to light their way. Grave made a comment to which Anemone smiled briefly, "Well, it is better than walking through the darkness. If I had night vision, this would be a lot easier to navigate..." Another skill she would most likely need in the future. @Grave

Words could not express what the group was feeling at this moment. There was a lot of what ifs going on in everyone's mind right now and perhaps it was due to the fact that this run might have been too difficult for this kind of party. One attack after another had gone by and the mobs were whittled down to close to mark of death, yet there was exhaustion and frustration in  the eyes of her allies as she stood there. Both hands groped a small necklace around her neck as she looked at the other individuals, a sorrowful smile on her face as they seemed to be defeated even before this could really take flight. Red eyes looked over the other party and she nodded to herself, "Let's try and take these remaining ones out then we can call it a day. I might have underestimated this dungeon run on such a high floor. If everyone agrees, we can take this last bit out and call it a day. I thank you all for coming out to help me though, it was very much appreciated and all of your hard work." Anemone could not shake off that fact that defeat was clearly in their eyes, it was just not going to make things easier if they sat there and toiled. So she had made her suggestion perhaps not the best, but the group did not seem to be very 'in to' this ordeal. It was better to cut their loses and perhaps part ways for now.

ID: 83026
LD: 19+8 = [+4 T1 Materials (16 Total)]

Anemone nodded her head and smiled, with a small back and forth motion with her hands behind her back, it seemed that Beat was able to extinguish the remaining enemies which helped alleviate the heat problem in the room. But not so much as it was a direct change, "Excellent job, everyone." The woman said with her small lavender laced smile. She had turned to Soredell and nodded at his comment,"A rest for the troops sounds like a good idea. But resting in this room seems like a bad idea." Beat had started on his own path and Anemone quickly went after him to move to a new location, she was just about ready to pop with this heady heated room. Along the way there were several molten rocks and ash scattered about. There was a small sparkle on the ground which signified something to her eyes as she knelt down and collected a group of items and placed them in her satchel.

Sweeping the hair from her face, the woman had something to say, "We are almost there it seems. And we have faced each challenge with head on. You guys have done very well." @Shield

Anemone kept a certain look in her eyes as she listened to Aereth. What he said, what he did, that was not for her to judge. When you are faced with something dangerous, you don't know how you are going to react to it until you do. Instinct takes over, raw and unhinged emotions and actions. Whatever you are feeling at the time, you are doing out of adrenaline and the rush; it was not a matter of right or wrong, it was a matter of what the moment needed to be. She knew this. She was a flaky woman at times, perhaps a little naive as well, but she understood nature. She had easily been bullied most of her life, taking the jabs that people throw at her. She was more sad than she was angry with them, some of them had even gone to say there wasn't a single solid bone in her body. She was not a hater, she was not a fighter. So to claim that she understood the actions of others, it was a textbook thought, not a real world one. She smiled at Aereth wanting to reply before the ground shook and gave way.

She had been in a small daze, feeling her shoulder be shoved down by his hand. The woman fell to the side, falling on her hands and whipping her head back to see the giant monster nearly taken them both down. Once again, she was moved out of harm's way thanks to her Protector. When her red eyes squinted to see through the kicked up sand and debris she searched for Aereth only just a few feet away and collected back towards her. She got up and dusted her self off, "I-I am fine, thanks to you." she said sweeping a hand over her forehead. The sun and heat seemed to be magnified now that the Sand Shark had appeared. Looks like before they could say anything else to one another, they had to defeat this thing. Anemone looked to Aereth and nodded taking several steps back behind him. "Be careful." She said, and lifted her right hand up to her midsection. When it came down to it, she would be ready to heal.

@Aereth

OOC: No problem. Not having muse, I know how that is. :D

She was not sure why she was being thanked, but her pale lavender lips smiled back to him none the less and would enjoy the company as it was. With her arms folded behind her back, the woman gave a slight nod, "Really it would be no trouble at all for me. You are a dear friend, I would want to help you out anyway I could. And it's not just a virtual life ya know?" The woman smiled back, shifting her arm and pushing back a long crimson strand of her hair from those ruby eyes of hers. She smiled and looked down at the ground once before looking straight ahead, "Everyone sees it as digital. It very is true, this is a digital world. But our minds and thoughts and feeling and actions as people, as humans are not. We are still humans capable of doing so much, we might be away from our bodies, but our minds are still the single most powerful thing in this game. We still have to keep our humanity, I fear there might be a time when we might forget that if we are here too long, then it might come back to hurt us. I understand..." the woman shifted her eyes from the sky to Aereth, a soft smile on her face and looked into the orange glow of his crystal cast by the sunlight of the sand, "...you took a great hit to your humanity when you had to protect those girls. You protected them and you took a person's life because of it." Anemone bit down on her lower lip.

"I am not blind to the deceitful nature people might have as well, or the cloak of hate that people wrap themselves up into for the sake of others. But no one person here in this world is alone. Your burden is not one cast only on you. The moment we spoke, the moment we made a bond and a connection. You shared that burden with me as well, and all your friends. Aereth...You are not alone. You will never be alone." The young woman of the Knights of the Blood Oath tilted her head to the side and smiled with her eyes at him, she would want the best of intentions for Aereth and she knew after all this time between the two there had to be a reason why he didn't take the redemption quest yet. Something was holding him to this 'burden.' With the sand and wind calming down a little, Anemone was able to uncover an object in the sane and collected a rather large piece of what was known as "Fulgurite!" she declared, "I think I said that right. These were the things I was helping Shield look for in the desert not too long ago. Pretty neat, huh? So the story goes, that lighting strikes in the desert and crystallizes the sand and it  creates these rock...things. " the woman stifled a small giggle from her lips, honestly she had no idea she would repeating this area with another friend so soon.

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LD: 19+8 = [+4 T1 Materials]
@Aereth