NIGHT

night opened her interface, and scowled when bistro was right about the rest of the other information she’d received. only recently did she offer a correction to the dragon’s lair, but night closed it in haste. the two walked inside. the dragon cocked its head to the side, wings, however lain across its body, fluttered slightly as though in interest. it was sat upon a nest made of small, comfortable leaves, its two front paws overlapped with each other politely. “you don’t look very familiar. are you from the lands nearby at all?” “does it matter much if we’re not?” the dragon s

in truth, they didn’t have to go too far to find out where night had intended to go. day had gotten the shivers once they’d gotten close, but it wasn’t as though night knew what that had meant. the sleeve of her tracksuit had been tugged upon, at best, and night let day take a hold of it as they wandered closer towards their destination. partway down the mountain, there was another cavern, and in it was a dragon clad in red scales. “oh, hello,” the dragon said, its eyes locked on their silhouettes as the duo obscured the daylight outside. the cave within was flooded with dim light, only l

it wasn’t as though they could leave, so they didn’t. in the end, what happened felt more like the two of them bullying a giant othered bird. while this avenger wasn’t interested in dropping some rare pearl, it was instead made into cooking ingredients by cardinal. “what,” night muttered, examining the loot she’d gotten. “i can’t even make anything out of this based on my profession. cooks must have it so easy…” “but we could have ourselves a nice dinner,” day offered. she’d gestured around the enclave, to which night shook her head at. she’d sighed. “day, will the field bo

they both said nothing, because what stopped either of them from speaking was another buffet of griffin wings, and a screech that sounded as though it was in pure agony. night snapped to the intruder. it was definitely aggressive, which warranted their attention. “oh, come on.” with a flash, she drew her sword. “day, please tell me this thing’s not on a respawn timer either.” “i don’t think it is,” day replied, offering her spear in turn. “but it’s definitely on a spawn condition — because it knows you killed its mate.” “since when do field bosses have mates?!” day shot nig

they continued down the mountain. came by a small spring, with a miniscule cascade. night had her eyes trained on it the whole time their path had taken them round the landmark. there was a small enclave near the entrance of this area. “well,” night decided, “if we’re going to have to camp on the seventh, maybe we should pick this spot. come back here later once we decide we’re done for the day.” “that sounds like a great idea!” day was smiling, starting to take her first few steps around. “it’s a lovely place to relax come the evening, i think!” “during nightfall too, i bet.”

“that’s another victory for me!” “okay?” night pretended to shake the loss off her shoulders. “you can see in the dark. you can see in any sort of lighting. meanwhile, i’m hindered.” “all i’m hearing is a sore loser’s excuses.” day wasn’t wrong. night rolled her eyes. “well since your eyes are so sharp, you can see this, right?” then the player stuck her tongue out. night caught a glimpse of day doing the same on their way towards the exit, when the light was brightest on the other end of the tunnel. she looked away, and tried her best not to think about it too hard, howeve

this was a poor idea, night believed. but she followed day’s instructions anyway, because what else could she have found herself doing? day was right, however. the image of the enemies they were supposed to encounter were made clear once a vision-lite sank in, cardinal’s shaders giving way to a slightly more visible cave interior the moment she stepped past its threshold. the golemites seemed to have awoken, either by player presence alone, or by the heavy thrashing she’d given the griffin feed from earlier. they were tough, especially in the enclosed space — it was enough to cause night

night waved her off, trying to hide a smile. if anything, seeing her other sparkling with excitement had almost made the trip worthwhile. almost. she bet she could’ve gotten it through other means, but if what she’d meant to investigate wasn’t all that fair to begin with… something shifted, however, as they began their descent. as though the earth itself was provoked. a rumble from the mountain. night looked to day, head tilted. “what, exactly, was that?” day simply shrugged. they got close to the tunnel that the path was to wind them through, and only then did night receive a tap on

it was almost insanity, by this point. night waved her blade away just to roughen her hair out of irritation. day merely looked confused. “no luck?” “not in the slightest…” “what…?” now her mood shifted to one of annoyance, all the same. “where in the world were you supposed to end up at…? are you even sure your info’s not faulty, at this point?” “i trust my brokers,” night iterated. “a little too much,” day said. “yes, a little,” night found herself saying, punching in her complaint. she wasn’t getting a response fast enough, and so decided to wave away her messa

day shook her head. “if you think it’ll help, then sure, by all means.” “it’s not noble,” night said, hand clenched around her sword. “but if someone’s got to do it…” the resonance from her oathkeeper were quiet when she felled them. it only took her two swings: either a show of her own force, or a testament to how far gone the griffin snacks had been. night shook her head, closing her eyes as she turned away from the nest, muttering an almost audible, “sorry,” had day chosen to pay attention to her. instead, the construct was at the edge of the peak, looking out towards the res

the pair had heard a sad cry from within, and were immediately set upon by a rabble of lizardmen. each of them were of a different hue from the rest, and they’d been hurt in one way or another — scars upon their back, or a limb torn and healed over. one of them was even clambering their way out of the cavern’s nest, dragging themselves and their one leg across the bone-littered rocky floor. “ah, man,” night muttered under her breath. they didn’t seem especially hostile, but it hurt to look at the poor creatures trying to worm their way out. day had her eyes narrowed, almost wincing, when

so much for a good idea. day, meanwhile, had landed absolutely fine. she towered over her player, offering a hand to her. “see? look — we’re on the peak of the floor! in record time! you should tell your broker that. i’m sure you’ll get an award for it or something.” “yeah,” night said dryly, taking day by her hand. “that i cheated to get up here.” “you mean you found alternative measures.” “yuki climbed a mountain,” she shot back, “on her own. without alternative measures.” day helped her up. the griffin had landed upon an alcove at the peak, and made its home upon a large

with a swing onto their mount then, day threw the egg up into the air — “catch!” — precisely at the angle where it would land onto night’s lap. instantly, and with a screen, the boss’ health bar showed — “oh.” — and the griffin promptly took to the skies. night yelped. day clung onto her player for her dear life, exhilarated. the griffin, which lacked a proper saddle or reins, started to traverse the path it was meant to take back to its lair — while trying to shake the player and her follower off. the ride was bumpy, and night thought she was going to fall —

so she folded her arms, doing her best not to sulk, but also trying to remain unimpressed amongst all other possible presentations. “hmph. well, i’ll give you that. at least you came up with a decent idea this time around, with respect to my personal wishes.” “well,” day lied, “what else am i here for?” beyond the snarling of the beast day was playing around with, there sat an uncomfortable silence between them. “se…” “sex?” “sex— okay, don’t even start with that.” with a hand to the griffin’s forehead, day held it still for a moment, allowing night to climb upon its

day started to spin the egg on her index finger, like a basketball trick. a hand on her hip, she gave night the most relaxed smile possible. “so we’ll use this guy. all you have to do is climb on board, holding this egg, and you’ll be set. you won’t have to tell me where we’re going, and you get to see where you’re going when you’re looking at the floor from above.” she turned, her back towards night. “well? that’s really clever of me, isn’t it? i’m not hearing you~!” night had to admit — this sounded like the sketchiest plan ever. she wasn’t even sure what the egg day had in her han

day tossed her a look, a mischievous grin. the egg in her hand must’ve been larger than the griffin’s head, and yet it seemed to approach the gemini with ferocity. with anger. with caution. “so, here’s what i figured,” day started, tossing the egg around almost recklessly, but always catching it with a juggler’s finesse. both night and beast were wincing with each risky act day performed, even though night was the one who knew better — day would always catch it in the end. “if we keep going around in circles like this on the ground, we’d never get anywhere. right?” “day—” her do

day rolled her eyes. as night set her steps forward, day remained behind. it was the sight of something flying overhead, casting its shadow downwards that caught both adventurers off-guard. it was then that day had an idea. night wouldn’t have noticed it at the time — only when the gemini’s machinations were complete that she did notice the chaos brewing behind her back. with a whistle, her attention was called, and the player turned to notice day’s large golden egg. “hey, what the–” in an instant, the shadow that had once passed them by made its round back towards the duo.

“i’d stop asking if you’d just told me where we’re going…” the player groaned. what kind of place would she give a name to about a dragon’s nest? shouldn’t the dragon technically be naming its home itself? it was between that, and the slight change in day: a sudden anxiety that had gripped her in needing to know. where had that impervious attitude gone? plus, didn’t day trust her to guide their way? they’d stopped in the middle of a plateau, acting as crossroads, its paths surrounded by a cluster of steep slopes. there were no signs to indicate directions (a weird quirk, night o

night: thanks

"i said officiating, not official." night had been seated beside yuki the entire reception since the start of the wedding. the two of them appeared to be dressed differently than expected -- and all of it was night's fault, for not completely getting the details as concrete as they should've been. there was the heat at the beach, sure, so most had dressed down for the occasion... but it was heat that night was entirely used to, either via survival or her natural inclinations, and hence she'd showed up in a full tuxedo, formal as ever. poor yuki, she would've thought. but her friend d

performing item fusion. [og post] Toy Boar | T4 Perfect Trinket | #226940c | HB, EVA II Desc: A 3.5" mechanical boar. Wind it up and watch it walk around. + Silver Band | T4 Perfect Trinket | #226116 | KEEN, EVA II Desc: An elegant ring made from fine silver. = Token of Serenity | T4 Demonic Trinket | #232027 | HB, EVA III Desc: An elegant set of ebony black earrings, with the smoothest of stones nestled in at the end of a small chain. On the right in addition, dangles a single feather of a white with a green tip, as well as a connected chain which rounds the ear

if night was any less embarassed and caught up with their subject matter at hand, she would’ve started taking notes. and, in the event she actually did take the time to go over her notes had she taken them down, she would’ve found them to be absolutely useless. this wasn’t due to the fault of an, bless her heart for explaining. night simply didn’t know how better to understand the concept, this 'sense' or 'read' that her friend was beginning to explain. 'different strokes for different folks' — she got it. 'you would be likely to know if they came to you to tell you' — she got that down t

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she watched acanthus heal her familiar, nodding as her companion spoke. "though i think i'd be more concerned if someone was used to seeing blood at all. i'd imagine them a doctor, perhaps." once kumaki seemed to be better, night watched it look at nyanko with a blank stare. not like the kitten seemed to mind. he simply beeped with interest at its new friend's healthy demeanor. with the rain lightening up outside, night wondered if they should start on their way back. acanthus had a different plan -- a better one. "that sounds like a good idea," night replied, starting to head downstairs.