NIGHT

true to night's jests, despite them only being so, the fact that nari had decided to end with a concert for the party was... telling. and the woman only showed up at the front door early with her tongue stuck out just to tease her companion with affection. "see? i told you so. i told you--" if she hadn't finished her menacing the other, it was only due to the fact that she hadn't properly registered just how much work and effort their host had put into organizing such an event. banners and colored candles, bunnies -- was this supposed to be a representation of easter? -- and the mix

"wha-- chase?!" she knew the player had been slowly growing weaker the closer with each step taking up the stairs. the pain tolerance, the construct hadn't minded. and part of her was wondering if her processes had miscalculated the proper action to take by the time they'd gotten to the top. when night finally stepped out the room, gesturing to the open door, it was then that their friend started to buckle, and the woman decided to scoop him up entirely. the player could only step aside, trying her best not to balk. like a knight, she thought. always the knight. day moved fast,

<<The Gemini>> changes to the system had also underlined an alteration in some places, like the world being shifted around to some mad mage's antics from on high. roads had grown shorter, some streets stretched longer than others, and assets were updated, places obfuscated and revealed where they once may not have been as such. and there was one locale that night hadn't meant to keep a tab on, yet picked up on the sense that it had differed, when bistro offered her a paper that went over a few changes reported to her by word of mouth that needed to be confirmed first-hand.

"information," she considered, thumb at the base of her chin and intonation rising in a query. and she hadn't heard of anyone running dungeons for intel before, much less searching for them, but perhaps the walk and hirru's activities would clue her into how such intel gathering would work. night nodded at the suggestion, offering him to lead with a wave of her hand. "sure. count me in." it only seemed that they'd start walking once the man had decided to complete his scout, however. spyglass drawn from his inventory, she merely listened, scholar-like, wondering if she should be taking do

night: ? night: u wanna talk abt it? night: out atm, cld use the company night: f27, ronbaru teleport plaza if u wanna join night: not obligated tho the player sighed upon sending those messages out. because part of her hadn't meant to intrude nor invite hirru to where she was going, but likewise, she knew there was fear to be approaching a ghost (not real!) alone. and in the same vein, she did wonder what was keeping the man awake; part of her was hoping it was more insight to what he thought of the recent boss fight and the state of the other players, though it was just as welco

srona, srona... that seemed to be the place where she and koga had been to on their road trip around the floor. a wagon waved over for her uses was a simple task enough. she sent an affirmative message to hirru with an estimated time of arrival as she boarded the vehicle, with fingers crossed in her hands as she departed that there wouldn't be another incident of arson to stop her travel. thankfully, the elements must've heard her prayer. night had only hopped off the ride early in part due to the signal her adventuring partner had told her about. 'green flame' -- it matched his

it was one thing to say she didn't believe in ghosts. it was another to have seen a banshee multiple times and try to deny its existence. and slaying ghouls and spectres should've counted for something to the adventurer. even moreso was seeing a visage of an apparition and trying to pin it down as something more than a group hallucination. what made a ghost? night always believed she had one living in her home. it made it hard to stay, now that she found an abode elsewhere. and yet, ever the soul wanting to scratch at scabs, she played the idea over and over again in her mind. couldn

"so we should probably head out," night decided. day hummed at the prompt, and tilted her head, eyes closed, considering. "well, from what i remember, there are a few more rooms this way. the library seems to be closest." papers stashed away in a library? it only made sense, like finding a needle in a haystack. the player nodded at the analysis. "right, that works for me." and so day's hand was set on the door knob. there was a moment of expectation for her wrist to have turned it open, until her other shifted instead, her index pressed to pursed lips. from calmness, night furro

red grass? almost macabre, as though highlighting the idea that blood could've been spilled upon the soil. given the gothic nature of the landscape, it shouldn't have been surprising, but the odd eye-catching marks as they walked continued to pull her attention -- and her surprise. "as far as i'd heard it," night explained, "the quest was new to one of cardinal's updates. so, no." a corner of her lips was pulled as she considered the thought. "and contrary to your belief, i don't actually like being on this floor, either. it's a little much on the dark and dreary side. looks like your kin

"oh?" and night was quick to move first, setting her drink down before rising. she shot glance to day, who was clueless at the notice, and the player clicked her tongue in return. "is there anything in your room that needs to be cleared out?" "not that i know of," the entity admitted, but spurred to life at that query. careful hands wrapped around the familiar in her lap as she sung a cheerful song ("alright blizz~! we gotta make way so i can get up now~") and the woman slid off the couch, just as night began to saunter over to the stairs with the tray of refreshments in her ha

why was it that when players messaged her to go anywhere these days, it always ended up being on the 27th floor? that's what night thought about when she received the message, and it was with a curiosity that she responded back, dismissing the new message from her inbox that wasn't from a player. night: sure night: where @? the last time she'd been in a dungeon there, things had turned out... for the better. even in reminiscence, the glance over to the sleeping beauty by her side, the memory alone stirred up more than just a fluttering in her heart; there was also a tightness

"H-Hey, if something happens to the couch, I can help fix it. Although I haven't heard of a furniture breaking in SAO..." despite the low volume of his voice, day had heard it cleanly, gesturing to chase as he pointed out that fact. "yeah, i'm pretty sure they don't, either." "huh?" and the conversation passed over it, swiftly. night turned to chase, on the topic of his coughs, slightly solemn. "well, it's not like i've heard of anyone else in aincrad getting sick to begin with, chase." the player winced, considering the implications behind that statement. "so that's how it coul

unmoved by the appeal. night found herself looking away for a heartbeat, before revealing a grin unable to be kept, leaning in for a peck on the cheek. "yeah, yeah," came in a whisper right in her ear. "the cutest in aincrad, obviously." and she remained quiet as they travelled along, only tugging at that lock of fingers once or twice to pull nari closer to herself. when the question was tossed koga and ghost's way, night broke her silence to look upon nari -- "well, i haven't." the initial offense of her expression only made way for a turn of the corner of her lip. "hadn't asked me." an

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"well, you didn't have to finish it that fast," was night's only comment with regards to his quick eating. if it were her, she would've taken her time devouring the meal in the time her companion handled the conversation instead. small bites than a huge gulp. koga was only lucky cardinal hadn't allowed for death by asphyxiation on meals. or did it? the player wasn't about to investigate, that was for sure. with a wave and a nod, she gestured for him to follow -- though she was already certain her friend should've been the one more interested in where they were going. after all, he was th

"aw, c'mon! it was just a joke!" "yeah, as if!" night shook her head as she continued walking. "none of what you said could even be remotely taken as a joke. people laugh at jokes, day, and none of us seem to be humored there and then!" a chuckle from the entity, and she leaned backwards, turning to face night with her tongue stuck out for a moment. "well, it was funny to me. really, you should've seen the look on both your faces." "... you..." another giggle from the construct. the player growled in response, but didn't continue from there. after all, day's words from earl

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the entity chuckled at chase's alertness. "why so tense? --though, even knowing that she does care for others, it's usually better to pretend that she doesn't. at least, that seems to be the case with interacting with her, anyway." "You sound like you don't trust her girlfriend too much. She said she's a tank, how bad could the 'stories' have been anyways?" to that, day hesitated for a moment, eyes settled on a part of the couch. a small laughter, with nyanko looking over the construct -- a brief exchange of glances and they both knew of the unspoken issue. so she hummed, processes

"that goes without saying," night concurred, following along as she was pulled through. and at the whisper, the player leaned in, only to pull away with a deadpanned look afterwards. "yeah, like your guess had been accurate before. you're going to think the entire castle's dating each other before you settle on a pair you'll actually get right." she left it at that, however, because the song from nari was much more entertaining to listen to. as night looked out towards the path out of town (were they heading towards dagan? she wasn't sure how long that trip would take on foot), she kept h

i have been kinned powerposter and hence will accept it reluctantly. :c

"I promise I won’t eavesdrop, but I can’t promise the same for Oíche.” "e-who?" and night couldn't help but look towards nari for confirmation. the brief exchange they had only made her tilt her head towards her other, bumping the sides of their heads gently, the player pulling her in by the waist. her other hand was raised, palm open, fingers pressed close, as she faced the rest of the party. "i solemnly swear not to eavesdrop unless i was told to on purpose." though never mind the fact that issuing the order to do so would have required her listening in the first place. a

oh, had the player the knowledge of being present earlier. she would've pulled a look, questioning, pulling her other in for a whisper -- "spoken from experience?" instead, night settled for a wave of her hand at the apology given from the other player. this was why she was keen on moving away from the teleporter as soon as possible most frequently. and at the introduction, the woman found herself unamused. she'd only just gotten here. her gaze turned to the other player, tilting her head with narrowed eyes. "so the mystery just got solved, then? uh, weakest rumor ever." and motioning tow

'okay' was a word used only when they weren't in danger. and night would believe her once all threats in their vicinity had been eliminated. a single leap upwards -- oathkeeper shone with a dazzling light as it was raised high above the player's head, and with one strike downwards, it pierced through the forehead of the remainder of cerberus. the boss howled, shrieked, stumbled-- -- that wasn't important. her drop downwards made the player in prime position to tackle the stragglers. a whirl of her blade, the woman turning around; one strike was imbalanced, underlining a recklessness