Ryo

Ryo thought about it for a moment. He hadn't given it much thought into whether or not he needed a familiar let alone want one. He wondered though, what kind of familiar would someone cook up, cook up being the more weird part of that sentence. He stared into the bubbling pot, the ichor swirling around a nasty mix of silver, red, and black never quite mixing. Ryo looked at his love and gave a smirk and a shrug. "I can't see a reason not to. Alright, Glinda. What's the catch?" Ryo asked, turning his attention to the witch again. "HEEEE HE HE HE HEEE! It's simple, my boy. All you have to do

Moving through the shrubs and the low hanging vines, Ryo pushed his way through into the tiny clearing. Making sure that Teion was able to follow comfortably, he took a look around his surroundings. He held Teion's hand in his own as he did, absorbing all the information that came with it. "Money's on witch hut." Ryo said, looking at everything. The bubbling cauldron, the candles, the weird symbols on the ground, the witch standing next to him. Wait, the witch? Ryo jumped, nearly into Teion's arms as the short woman began to cackle. "HEEEHEHEHEHE! Welcome! Welcome." She said, her voice high

Ryo listened to Teion as she explained what her quest was. Reflection, as it was supposed to be. Ryo looked down at the ground. His was the same, in that reflection sense. He was told he had a purpose beyond just what he had done. That he needed to stop focusing on his past, and focus on his future. He looked back up at the woman beside him. Maybe, he could do something like that. "I tend to have identity crisis from time to time. I have no idea who I want to be. I want to be the young guy, plucky and fun and always ready to joke around. But at the same time I'm growing up, and I know that I n

Ryo felt his arms get tugged, and his body moved closer to Teion. He felt her lips touch his cheek, and his cheeks flustered in response. She then darted off, moving past him. Ryo reached up and touched his cheek, and a warm smile decorated his face once again. He turned, and followed suit behind her. His face jumped up when she said a name. He was about to ask who she was when she continiued and the realization kicked in. "Thea." He said, repeating it. "I like it. But I think habits going to keep me from using it." he said smirking. "Mine, Ryoji." He said, giving her his real name. Not that i

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Ryo felt his face grow warm as she spoke her mind. He was taken aback, he had expected a response about how awkward it was to be with him, or something about the quest, or something else. Not, that. But, did she really think that though? He smiled. A dumb, goofy smile. Like a child receiving a gift he knew he was going to get. He turned away from Teion, to recollect his composure. He turned back around, and looked down at the ground then back up to Teion. "I, don't know what to say to that." He said, taking a step closer to her. He reached down and took her hands in his own. "You already know

Ryo smiled as he gripped the woman's hand. There was a small spark of interest. Ryo thought on it for a moment, had he actually touched another person's skin in this game? The thought danced a little longer, before it vanished into something different. Her hands. Teion's hands were surprisingly soft. Were all people this soft, or was it unique to everyone? The fact that this game explored such detail of the human body. Ryo thought about it. Wouldn't her skin be rougher? From the harsh sandstorms, constant battle, her weapon of choice, and the heat of her profession? Or, was there something dif

Ryo chuckled as Teion explained that she didn't want to ruin the mood. That would assume that there was a mood to begin with. He still loved the woman, but the infatuation was settling. It was less obsession, and now more gentle. He didn't crave her love, nor did he need it. He still wanted it, but he didn't want it forced. He wanted her to love him, on her terms. He sighed, as an attempt to let his thoughts escape. "Mine did." He said, finally. "I didn't even recognize two of them. There was a blue haired man. And a silhouette of a girl. Then there was Lowenthal, and finally myself." He said,

Ryo turned back around to see Teions new outfit. A beige sweater that hung off a shoulder. He swallowed whatever I was in his throat, and cleared it by giving out a swift cough. "I like it. Looks good on you." He said, complimenting the woman. Ryos face flushed red as Teion took a step closer, seemingly inspecting him. Ryo stood his ground and allowed her to give him a look over. "Yeah. Changed the color of my eyes, and got a bit of a trim up. Trying a new look, and I think this makes me look a bit older. More like an adult." Ryo admitted, not saying that her touching his hair felt wonderful.

Ryo thought about what Teion had meant before she trailed off. Other players came to mind, and camping this spot to steal items or kill unconcious players did seem like a stratagy one would use. Which again raised the question, why hadn't they? He took the damp towel in his hand and it dissapated back into crystals as it entered his inventory again. Ryo smiled softly as Teion spoke again. "Well, I would suggest that one tavern again. But I don't think that place is a good idea." Ryo said, running a hand through his hair. Perhaps a different place existed. He opened his menu and looked at the t

Ryo simply nodded at the woman in front of him. "Good. I'm glad that it worked for you." He said changing his pose so that his hands were inside of his pockets. Her stern demenor caught him off balance, but he understood. Directly after his quest the same sort of feelings happened to him. He wanted to talk about it, but how? How does one just come out and tell someone every little dirty secret they have? Ryo didn't think he could ever tell anyone everything, even Teion. He sighed, as he looked down at the ground. She broke the small silence with a question. "Well, I was just passing by, saw th

Ryo's arm reached down and fingers touched a stone. He held in his hand for a few moments, inspecting its qualities. Smooth, flat on one end, and with a bit of weight. He tossed the rock gently into the air and caught it as it fell back down. What kind of game did he live in that was able to program and run so much? How was his computer hell, any computer supposed to handle this level of detail. To disprove himself even further he stood atop of a small waterfall and snapped his wrist, launching the rock out into the lake. The rock skipped a few times before coming to a stop and sinking into th

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Name: Ryo Your Profession: Cook Your Rank: 1 Roll ID: 93718 Roll Result: 11 Item Type: Snack Tier: 1 Quality: Rare Enhancements: Vitality | Vitality Description: A bitter piece of Dark Chocolate. Can be eaten to restore health. Restores 4 HP. Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/15828-f-11-junes-food-court/?do=findComment&comment=535178

Current Stock Tier 1 Tier 2 Tier 3 Tier 4 Feasts

Experience 83/159 Current Rank and Title Rank 4 - Experienced Cook: Able to craft Tier 4 food. 5 crafts per day Rolls and Experience Table CD: [1] = Critical Fail (Lose materials) [2-3] = Fail (Lose materials) [4-6] = Salvage (Keep materials on LD 11+) [7-9] = Uncommon item (1 slot) [10-11] = Rare item (2 slots) [12] = Perfect item (3 slots) LD: [1-15] = No additional items. [16-20] = Yields 1 additional item.

Photo Credits: Sumiya Pleasure House Upon floor eleven there stands out an odd building in Taft, the signage marking a restaurant of all things. Despite the floor being entirely a fantasy version of medieval England, the exterior of the building has been modified to look like a feudal Japanese building. A bright red awning standing out among the vibrant white of the bricks. The building seems to be avoided by NPC's, not part of their programmed walking paths. Meaning this odd building out is player owned. The smell when you get closer is delectable, and as you approach you see the door ha

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