NIGHT

"as in--" night knew she was getting distracted. even more so from the way she felt nari's eyes on her, relaxed and grinning. and the effect of that on her -- the player was slowly loosing her cool. another sample of ice cream, now with biscoff, didn't help. "... your equipment... and such," night explained, waving her spoon up and down as she spoke. "we can get you geared to fit that moniker. if you really like the theme, that's the least i can help you with. aside from levelling, i mean. --i mean, i guess i can help you with that, too, so..." her voice trailed off, eyes t

"mm. got it." she knew her way around the house, even if the tour had been short-lived. night knew of spaces and directions once she'd been through it once, and started off out of the home, holding the front entrance open for her friend. if she had any reservations with leaving the grounds, however, it was to a glance towards where she was certain the hot springs were. a half-hearted joust towards it with her thumb, and night looked to the blueberry, neutral. "won't be missing this, then?" her shuffle over gave him some time to think and reply. "just kidding. it's likely that a hot b

<<Cull of the Dead>> No reason in being late. Merely new garments, collected from one store or another, based on some article's recommendation. NIGHT never knew what the appeal behind the short cape was, and neither did she feel at home with the uniform, and yet it gave her a better silhouette in the contrasted light of the floor. She winced, pacing from the teleporter, hoping she'd get to change out of the equipment soon. The player remembered being present on the floor. Remembered the punch she threw -- hoped no one in the immediate vicinity would remember. And lik

had night not felt bothered by the clutter in her inventory, perhaps chase's way of living would've been akin to her own. and so she nodded, understanding but somewhat baffled at her friend's sorting capabilities before turning towards the door, gesturing for the two of them to move. "no, that's fair." she'd seen a few players who, too, were a little too attached to not switching out of clothes if they could help it. cardinal had its edge perks, and better that players took advantage of them. "as long as you can maintain your way of living on your own." and she hadn't really considered be

"well, don't look at me," came day's voice now nondescript. night had forgotten its sound as soon as she'd heard it, as much as she'd expected her other's peppy undertones from the doppel's mouth. "i can't do it." and it almost felt snarky, the way the entity carried her attitude, but with a wrap of her arm around the construct the player brought her close. almost like protection, even though neither needed it. she took the party in, making sure not to trip on polished stone, crossing a threshold that wasn't visible but she was certain definitely existed in the system. something only her

"Yeah. That's important alright." "and to think," night exhaled with a small smile, "you nearly forgot about it." as chase pointed towards the image in the frame, she took a closer look at it. one was identifiably her friend in question, and the other... "What do you think of those two?" the woman blinked. "close." the falling star especially seemed to mark it as a hallmark moment, and her thumb smoothed over the wooden frame as she continued looking. but the face; a mystery. "Do you remember Lily? I'm sure I've brought her up to you before." night couldn't rememb

'makes you think twice about the effort you'd spent on joining the front, huh?' was what night had expected to follow up with after hearing the woman's honest opinion. instead, the brightness on her face only fell away to a genuine, calm surprise hearing that response. and all the lights in the city could've reached their maximum luminosity in that singular moment, but wouldn't rival how stunned the woman felt being pulled into that gentle kiss. even if it hadn't lasted long, night still found herself toying with her fringe, pulling away. busied, paired with a soft exhale; she wondered if

night hummed, eyes drifting upon the dotted lights of the shops across the street. she was certain she could peer into some clothing shops from where they were idling, and as she studied them, listening still, her hand moved to scoop nari's serving to one side of her spoon. the caramel was soft on the roof of her mouth as she took it in. "and how's that feel, knowing you got in with frontrunners on the first?" the grin she shot her companion's way was bordering on mischief, as she pushed her own order over. the tip of her spoon caught a crumb as it left her immediate reach. simmering on

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night grumbled, leaning backwards in her gait. when they'd stopped to examine the display, the player gingerly allowed her gaze to wander. a closeness with yuki that seemed downright enviable. and for that brief moment, she realized how much snow had meant to her in aincrad, through the years. seen in different players. perhaps nari was no different, in this aspect. and night leaned in, curiosity dancing in her tone. "you call yourself the winter fox?" titles fit players as they saw best, she supposed. all the same, she did wonder where they were obtained from, or if it was similar to a h

whatever it was that she'd said, at least it got nari to brighten up after realization. though, with a turn of her head towards the shop, what images that could be displayed upon signs were hardly indicative of a dry dessert. whipped and ice cream, added fruits; certainly, there were drizzles in one selection or another, but night hadn't thought too hard beyond first notice, especially reviewing them in person, a once-in-aincrad opportunity. a half grin. night disliked being wrong, but she could see the humor tugging at the corners of her other. not to mention, at every confession, she bl

the question had mostly been rhetorical, but the way it seemed to trouble nari with the query returned leading them astray, night thought it best to play to her whim. for once, it felt strange -- the way her other wasn't as confident, as ready as she'd usually been. the images of dessert were hazy in her vision as she gave its toppings some thought. "i don't think they go on crepes, do they...? but if it was anything like your poutine..." a passing grade, and nothing more. then the estate got put into question, and night stalled in her response, part of a fear drumming at her throat

when she'd last seen it, oathkeeper had been a blade that stood about half of night's height. at koga's message, she'd realized the weapon now exceeded her expectations. it shimmered, shone as though it had no traces of an outline, a sword as holy and bright -- pure white. just as orgoth's legacy had been. but it thrummed differently as her hand wrapped around its hilt. she wasn't sure what magic koga had pulled off other than how item fusions were supposed to work, but the gentle melding of weapons into the final form of her edge -- at the gentlest touch, it rippled with a heavy for

an item delivery. there was nothing else much to it, right? but night had overthought it, walking into that smithy, parts of the echos from what felt like half a life time ago still ringing in her ear. a pounding in her head. she wasn't too steady, with that spear in her hand, and the look of that hammer on that anvil seemed frightening in the warm hues of the forge. she was wordless coming in. left just as silently, too. but the space in between was filled with a harsh press of her lips against nari's the moment she caught the woman walk in. hands grabbed at what little cloth was ex

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crafted item eval. item upgrades* | demonic shard (x3). | cosmic devourer | [#169138b] | locket. | [#205240] | lupine. | [#207468] * head empty, no thoughts. transaction sent under "item fusion".

something about equipment just seemed so personal. perhaps it was in night's nature to keep her stats a secret; and it wasn't so much paranoia that strove her to do it. rather, there was something incredibly freeing about keeping things hidden while the rest of the world would decide it was none of their business. a social contract with two benefitting parties. so if there was any one she'd pick for the job, it would be koga. (because it was equally as awkward to leave the house of a blacksmith, and then return only hours later for a commission. would she even need to pay? what were

night might've been slain on arrival, had the shock been too much for her. when bistro had a grand idea on processes, she would never have thought it would amount to... this. there was a lot to take in, from the blueprints and sketches iris handed her along with the equipment package, and then the sheer number of items that were involved in the transfer. she felt like she was holding her own weight in gold, hauling the stash away. and all the broker had to return to her was: bistro: winning. (y) all iris and night both could do was trade bows before the latter pattered off

what little distance was placed between them, night chose to close with a light tug her way; barring that, her steps towards nari's side once again. because all of that time building warmth had made her a stranger to the cold that would flow between them, that sudden vacuum, even if it did remind her of what she'd needed over time. "i'd rather you not." and her hand fumbled with the side of her neck, thumb upon her jaw as she pulled her arm away. a tiny crepe stall, fit in between two taller buildings; she eyed their newfound destination if only for a peek at the menu as she considered th

it did night well to follow orders as a guest in someone else's home. so she did, cup set on the table surface as the pair made their way to the kitchen. moderate in size, it was enough for a person living alone; part of it reminded her of the kitchens she'd seen in the real world, fit for an apartment. cozy, with spaces for ingredients immediately within reach. and then blizz got up on his hind legs, trying to grab at the jar of snacks chase had just picked up. it vanished before the familiar had a chance at them, though night was certain he'd see those treats soon enough. she gave her f

night rolled her eyes. she couldn't find it in herself to object -- especially given nari's disposition. she was certain her companion was enjoying the teasing, even if it came at her expense. “No, I just have a you fetish. I can stop if you want me to?” as red as she was, her eyes only scanned the woman's form, mentally taking notes. there would be an opportunity for retaliation eventually; night's pull of the player closer to her was to jostle her clarity of movements upon her shirt. "you'd be surprised," she returned, sentence hissed, colours of the warm light that decorated coral

(a friend. that would make chase a friend, though the irony of that discrepancy was lost upon the woman.) night found herself in agreement of the plan. "no. no caveats here with regards to the move." most likely, she'd have to give the man a rundown of where everything in her home was, but just as well was the chance that day would have a fun time acclimatizing their new housemate to the estate, even if it would be a temporary arrangement. her hand snaked around her neck, fingers slipping past the corner of hew jaw for a moment. how she'd found the gall to extend that invitation in