NIGHT

"this time?" so had there been others? even as she'd wanted to bring it up again, her words only got cut off by chase's appreciation for her concern. night shook her head at the notion of pay back. "no, don't worry about that. we're just looking out for each other is all." and the man's spirit was admirable, something the player felt she could get behind as she gave him a determined nod. they would see his condition better to its end, if they were lucky. upon the first, nothing much had changed since she'd left. but it was good watching her friend appear to warm to the city, figure seemin

day was still visibly disgruntled. and night found it difficult to make amends. what little time they had in the foyer was taken away as the party followed the attendant that allowed them inside. down the halls, towards a room; a knock, and someone called them inside. and fast work, it seemed. the trio shifted into the study as they were told, day seemingly unbothered by the instructions, though her expression seemed sullen. and with a wrap of her hand around her neck, night was only anxious by the orders given -- quests up till now had always seemed out of the players' own volition to a

"If I said I got lost, would you've believed me?" A rhetorical question. NIGHT was more fixated on the senseless violence from yonder over -- though the more interesting aspect was in wondering why Koga seemed so interested in the fight. Scripted as it was, and as much of a show the commander put on, it was almost begging the players to wander over to put a stop to it, the mark entirely a punching bag for the man of arms in stupor. Another blow to the faux succubus and all the woman wanted to do was avoid thinking about it. Her gaze went to the pie her friend was feasting on instead

a glance towards the kitchen -- and sure, meals could be made in less than an hour, but she'd rather not expend the effort in their rush. it was that, and the idea of cooking only in privacy made night shake her head. "maybe another time. i've got a craving," she excused. and at that cheesy attempt at a joke, the woman couldn't help but snort, hiding her own bemused expression behind a hand. dork. "less than an hour." she rectified it with a tap to nari's nose, once her gearing had been complete. only the zipper of her jacket was left to fumble with, and she did so with her front fac

thread summary. [total] Nari-Lanreth + 5810xp | (830 * 7) + 1271col | (xp * 0.15) + 400 + 42 materials + Performer Profession & Shop + Eleanór a Rún NIGHT + 11620xp | (830 * 14) + 100925col | (xp * 0.15) + loot + combat loot. + 2 scales. + 2 shards.

"... okay," she whispered, gently working at her companion's fingers, taking them into her palm. "you start whenever you're ready." a smoothing of skin across the back of nari's hands -- night watched the woman take her breaths, thinking back to the request given to her. for what little it was worth, she let herself shut her own sights, matching in pace. steady breathing; in, then out. the player had the littlest faith that it was going to work. yet, the moment those words resonated through the room, a relief washed over her, almost choking tight in her throat. part of her wince was at th

gemstones? "they sort of remind me of the key items from the dragon hunting quest." an immediate connection, night not having figured why nor how she'd made it so quickly. as if to prove her point, she summoned one of them, and the object fell into her hands as she willed it through her menus. fingers played with each cut edge as she considered the reasons why. "i mean, if you're thinking about gemstones, then--" --they're perfect for me. why don't you let me... but before the thought could form, a burn had already taken over her. gemstones, for her? for night? it was subconsci

the way her tone fell short of satisfactory and the quiet afterwards left night wondering if she'd said something wrong. the realization hadn't occurred immediately, however, the woman only noticing after the last of her boars had been culled and her gaze was upon nari's movements. searching less frantic. and she'd remembered how nari had flustered at even being heard by one person, but still. still, it made her wonder. night began to pace over, half wondering what to say to make up for it. was there a need to make up for it? with expressions unseen, she couldn't tell. but the mentio

she blinked at the mention of being an idol. had to rethink her grip on reality at the turn of an agent. and then having it compared to something akin to 'a school play'? "yeah," night retorted, still befuddled, eyes to the enemy wave. her blade was swung to her side, and a lazy slash culled the horde. "no. maybe i helped out back stage when i was seven, but being placed front and center is not my go-to at all." besides, karaoke didn't count. it was within friends, so it was more a social obligation. with an agent? it sounded like it was by choice. "you're special," the woman shot ba

"a talent show," night reiterated. "sure. and to have the courage to put on 'a little performance' in front of strangers..." then the figure was dropped. and the player couldn't help but object, uncertain if it was out of pride or dissatisfaction for the accuracy of nari's explanation that forced the words out her mouth. "a hundred people or so isn't little." her blade was pulled out the ground in tandem, sword pushing back boars with the force of a kick. "where'd you get that impression?" to night's credit, even in karaoke, the audience sum there was approximately ten acquaintances

no, no. a few years, formal or not, was still impressive a time to put work towards a craft. and upon hearing 'that one little show', night all but raised a brow, giving the few rushing boars in the vicinity a brush of her blade's edge, before planting its tip into the dirt. the player leaned over it, amused and curious both. "Nothing major.” "not even in your notes?" her chin rested upon the back of her hands, palm upon the pommel. the more nari seemed to downplay her experience, the more she'd found herself wanting to push it a big deal. "not everyone gets invited for a show or an

used to? the question hadn't struck until she realized nari was referring to the performer profession in specific. a frantic waving of her hand; she wasn't confident enough to try and sell labels. "uh-- no-- that's not what i meant-- like, when i took earning a living, i mean. i'd... stuck with being an artisan ever since the beginning, so..." night fingers slid up the back of her head, running through short hair. embarrassing -- just because she could didn't mean she'd wanted to make her life all about the song. though perhaps the same assumption should've been granted to her partner. th

"empty water reserve...?" a snort. night considered how aincrad didn't enforce bills. "we should have a pipeline, if that's how cardinal works. though the game could generate infinite water if it wanted to." and remembering how things turned out at koga's party, she was certain the home would've been flooded had they not taken action afterwards... and for what it was worth, perhaps chase really did stay in ever since the shadow incident. she winced at the thought, glancing around the ceiling of the floor. "no, the first hasn't." the twenty-first, on the other hand, remained similar in the

night: why're you messaging me night: cld just tell me to come downstairs sleepy. was it already time to get up...? nari's new home was smaller, sure. and night having not paid attention to the actual dimensions of the furniture, would've guessed the bed was smaller too. had it not been someone else's home, she would've skirted down the stairs with the blankets still wrapped around her form. a tired shambling down the steps -- it was the cold, she'd argue, that made her so lethargic today -- and the woman tried to stir awake upon noticing onora's presence. sure, the player di

night found herself rolling her eyes at the mention of her broker. and here she figured she had the chance of the introduction. "the cintamani," she corrected her other, hands stuffed into pockets of thick pants. "though i feel like i should've taken you there instead. i'd mentioned about it the first time..." the rest of the words seemed to fade from her tongue, wispy nostalgia stopping her mouth still. night pressed her lips together, corners upturned, glancing over to nari as they strolled. her eyes tracked the other's back once the player had shot up to the teleporter, and rose to the

"--eh?" two blinks, and a confused expression. night watched the somber in the corners of her other and thought better of it. still, part of her clung onto some strange modicum of relief. something about easing up around the lack of a raging fire, and that damned ringing... "... sure, if you... feel like it." she allowed herself to be dragged into the home from the cold. and despite the atmosphere of the new house (night had to admit it was rather cozy), she knew herself better than to strip off the extra layers catered to the snow. though cardinal really wanted her to, it seeme

up late last night? the player slid a gloved hand up nari's back as she caught the woman, pressing into the hug. the sounds of a muffled, "without me?" came from the lean forward, lips pressed to soft hair, and night let her partner go, if only briefly. part of her wondered if it was the frost of the floor biting at what exposed skin her jacket hadn't covered, or if it could be the chill of her companion falling into her element. bare fingers slid behind night's neck. the player's eyes narrowed, thinking what those plans entailed. if it'd been something urgent or dire, wouldn't nari have

the two visitors surprised her, first more than the other -- rarely was she aware of anyone calling out in enthusiasm when entering a shop any more. col was exchanged at an acceptable rate. night only broke her focus on the crafts once her stock got bought, and sealed the circlet when it was done. paper wrapping, the usual packaging. a few blinks through some menus and she sent a message out to the customer. night: ready for pick up when she strode back to her round table, she'd only then noticed her tea gotten cold. a sigh, a search for a heat stone of some kind through her i

r10 artisan | x14 daily crafting attempts | cd tool crafted item eval. | -> graves | [link] scrapper's circlet. | [#208044] | TIER 1 PERFECT TRINKET | EVA II, ACC I a dark iron circlet that wraps around the back of the head and loops over the ears. amethysts decorate its surface. the enchanted gems enhance the wearer's perception and reflexes.

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a name whispered under her breath. she wasn't lucid; only a fool would believe in rumors just by word of mouth alone, and she was but an arm of one, once they'd pushed her to investigate the strange message in her inventory. although, bistro was right. at least it didn't look like spam mail this time. so imagine night's surprise when the world unveiled gold around her. different shades of brass and bronze and sparkling desert hues. if cardinal could create an environment that looked as holy as thus -- well, the first name that came to her mind as the sunlight shimmered across gilded surfa

so... how would night explain this? even as she shuffled into the store, the player found herself a little dazed, and she wasn't sure if it was the echos, the heat of the forge, or if it was the flavour in her hands. it seemed like a necessary component. even more so was the armor that definitely fit her counterpart well. but letting go of the weapon without first giving a peck to her other (a distraction, she justified) felt like hell. even if nari wouldn't understand the writing on the menus, the act would speak for more than she could bring herself to say. dropping these off. @Na