Arabelle

Mishiro got her point. But with the way she was talking, Arabelle could almost hear the 'but' coming up. But... But what? "But he's actually a nice, friendly person, Arabelleee!! He's just misunderstood!" Ew. The small girl pulled away from the hug. What was this, a good girl meets bad boy Wattpad romance? She didn't want to hear any of it. Then The Other Girl came along - why was she following them around?! - and asked about stories. Arabelle watched the eyepatched girl carefully before concluding that she'd only heard that last bit. Well, not like it mattered. She smiled innocently at The Ot

"Oh. That. My friends told me sometime earlier... I think. Well, whatever. I still knew. But it wasn't really worth mentioning cause when I joined, he'd already left. So I didn't get to talk to him much as a guildmate, but like I told you earlier. He helped me with my profession quest," Arabelle explained. Yep. It wasn't valuable information. Not at all. What was Mishiro planning to do with all that, anyway? Somehow justify that guy's crimes? No. A murder was a murder. Motives, or anything else, didn't change that. Well, unless you were playing detective; and unless you were a certain person s

:As they were talking, some random girl walked up and called her a cutie. Arabelle blinked, confused, then looked at Jinx, Fae, and Mishiro. Nah, the blonde couldn't have been talking to them. Because it was true! Yes, Arabelle was the cutest! She gave her cutest smile and instantly appreciated the pretty blonde-haired stranger for having a good eye. Only few could appreciate true art! "Thank you, lady! I think you're pretty, too!" She had to know this nice lady's name. She quickly glanced back at the pink-haired scout with a smug smile. You're getting competition. Praise me too, Claude! Then

Surprisingly, the kid was the first to understand her joke. Arabelle laughed along with her. But it was troubling. She was smol enough to be carried on her favorite guild leader's shoulders, so she couldn't be any older than 10. And that context... that context was really concerning. Arabelle stopped laughing and gave Stryder a look. Like, the I'll-be-asking-you-about-this-later-you-dumb-lolicon look. She wasn't the type to care that much for people she hardly knew - no, that was Mishiro's job - but it was very out of place. Then there was The Other Girl, asking if she was okay. "Huhhh? I mean

Someone fell from the roof and landed near her current position with a thud. No, two someones. Arabelle spun around and caught a glimpse of one of the player's orange cursors. Oooooh! This was interesting. Her friends would love to hear about this. She quickly backed away from the two - an orange player and a... edgy-looking guy that she would've also pegged an orange player had they not possessed a green cursor at the moment - but remained near the scuffle. Long enough to recognize the orange player that was being apprehended. Pinball. She still remembered that nice, awkward guy from her prof

Arabelle sold her guildmate out, but she gained a new friend in the process! She laughed as the redhead yelled what could only be insults and threw a snowball back at Dustin. Then she skipped forward and shook Kirbs's hand when it was offered to her. "I'm Arabelle! Nice to meet you, but I gotta run before Dustin decides to throw one at me, too! See ya!" She turned tail and ran. ...and because of her haste, she completely missed her favorite guild leader and the two people she had been waiting for. What an unlucky person. She slowed her pace as she reached the central area of the fe

"Everyone goes out of their way to accommodate the person they care about. So it's nothing new, dummy," Arabelle said softly. Like a certain, idiotic, unreliable healer siscon who'd dyed his hair a stupid color of pink-- "I mean, even I do it. Sometimes. So only thing you gotta do is pay them back somehow. Dunno how. Go out of your way for them too, I guess. But you're definitely - definitely not going to achieve that by worrying about being a burden. Do you get me? If you keep thinking you're a burden to others, then you're really gonna turn into a burden! So suck it up and stop thinking abou

"Hehhh? That's kinda lame," Arabelle crouched down, gathering a pile of snow together. She was glad for her gloves. It was cold as heck. "What do you define as 'bothering people'? You know, if it's something as broad as 'talking to strangers' or 'approaching people already in a conversation,' then you're not gonna get anywhere. Being alone is a bit lame, don't you think?" She cupped her gloved hands together and started forming a snowball. Then, the girl asked a weird question. Is it Christmas already? Arabelle snorted. "It's Christmas season. I greeted you cause everyone else seems to be givi

So it was that time of the year. Wrapped up in a warm fluffy coat and a scarf, Arabelle looked up at the grey sky from where the snowflakes were falling, with her lips slightly parted in awe. Then she dropped her gaze to look at the festival laid out around her. Snowfrost was always pretty when it was covered in Christmas decorations. Almost reminds her of Christmas parties back in her boarding school. The small purple-haired girl remained still, perhaps one of her very rare moments of silence, and then she grinned to herself and brought up her messenger. A festival was no fun if there were no

Arabelle giggled as Spangie jumped onto Hazado's back with no hesitation at all and let the two lead the way. It was there that she realized that whatever she did, it would still be blindingly obvious that she was a lot smaller than the other two. "I'm ready!" Arabelle cheered, skipping behind the two of them with her hands behind her back. From behind them, she noticed Hazado holding Spangie's legs so she wouldn't fall off and the energetic blonde pointing forward to their destination. They're so cute! Ship! Ship! Ship! Then, Hazado started running after only a short warning to the girl

Get yourself a guy who loves cake! Arabelle thought long and hard, trying to come up with someone in her Friends List who loved cake. She really did, guys. However, whether or not they loved cake was never one of her first conversation topics with a guy. So, she came up with no one. "I-I-I don't even want to think of that!" Arabelle exclaimed as Spangie talked about wasps. She wasn't fond of bugs either and imagining a wasp stinging her, even though there wasn't any pain...shiver! The small girl slowed her pace so she was walking beside Spangie as Hazado went first. Hey, he did volunteer himse

The small purple-haired girl giggled as @Spangie reached down and ruffled her hair. She could see her friend doing the same to an extremely pleased @Hazado with her other hand. Geez, that guy was in heaven. "Did you just speak in a country dialect?" Arabelle chuckled, reaching up to fix her now-messy hair. "And Hazado's a dude, he's not gonna get himself a man...oh, nevermind." She jumped up and hugged her blonde friend, fake sobbing along with her. "I'll never forget you, Squad Mom! I'll...I'll name all of my kids after you! Like...Angie 1, Angie 2, Angie 3," she laughed and let go. "Ah, but

Arabelle giggled at the boy's flustered reaction. He finally admitted to it, and the purple-haired girl patted him on the back (ideally, she would be messing his hair up, but she was too short to reach him without her standing in an awkward position). Though with her strength and playfulness it seemed more like she was hitting his back. Hard. "Awwwh. Don't worry, Hazado. You were pretty good at hiding it. I doubt even Spangie knows unless you straight up told her. But you can't escape from Love Master Arabelle's gaze!" She lowered her hand and took a few steps back with a playful smirk. Then s

The ping of a PM notification prompted Arabelle to uncurl from the fetal position she had assumed while lying down on her lodging's nice, fluffy bed. She lazily rolled onto her back and brought her inbox up. It was an unexpected message from Hazado, requesting for her to join him on a quest. Well, sure, why not? Her gaze wandered over to the PM's recipients. Of course he had asked @Spangie to come along. Arabelle knew that he'd basically developed an insta-crush on her back in the beach event, if the way he had been following her around during the party was any indication. "Probably just some

Arabelle expected Mac to tell her it'll be done in a day or so, but he immediately went to the back of his shop and, if the sound of a mallet banging away on an anvil was a good enough indicator, he'd already started crafting the weapon she requested for. A bit unsure of what to do, she examined the weapons on display, taking particular interest in the battle axes the blacksmith had crafted. She didn't have to idle around for long since Mac appeared behind the counter once again and presented her the finished product. "That was fast," she commented as she accepted the weapon. The scythe w

Arabelle entered the blacksmith's shop, thinking now was the best time to get a weapon if she wanted to avail of the discount. "Hey, Mac!" she greeted the man behind the counter cheerfully as she approached. Earlier, the player had helped her find a familiar and she'd decided to 'return the favor' by buying from his shop. (She would've bought a weapon from here either way, but it was the thought that counts). "I'm here to buy a weapon. Where are your request forms?" The blacksmith didn't need to answer the question, as she spotted the forms immediately, and began to fill one up. Upon

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