NIGHT

Had the man kept pace with her, perhaps she would've been better positioned to help. Rather, caught in a duel between some random with a hammer, the disaster caused a number of crates to come crashing down and across the pathway towards their finish line. Even worse. Not that Koga had the insight she did from her position, but neither did she want to get caught up with a couple of strangers that seemed to appear, either. --At all. She swore the rowdiest of the bunch was the most eye-catching and hence a distraction if NIGHT were to be in her presence. No way. Neither did she ever like the

Faded and hazy. If it was only the women as copies, NIGHT would've admitted she was still waking up from the sudden nightmare. Instead, her eyes were glued to the herbs in her arms, rather than the growing audience before a couple of village leaders. Her voice was faint, figure small, without the suit to keep her form ambiguous. "You can say that again." The player found herself resistant to the heat, though not lacking of ashes stuck to cloth and hair. Had she looked in the mirror, she might've avoided being blunt while turning to Koga. "Also, you look like a mess." Her words were i

The last time she'd been in the middle of the ice lake was back with ChaseR. Tiny cat in her jacket. Though NIGHT was certain the familiar would grow, it was a miracle how similar to a liquid the creature was to maintain as a void in her pocket. Perhaps it was one of Cardinal's secrets, another lucky takeaway that she would keep for herself. She was already practicing one, with the skates on her shoes. Nyanko nuzzled up to her hand as she kept it in her pocket, fingers bare despite the chill. With the threat long eliminated from her presence multiple times over, she was certain

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Thread Closing [Total] NIGHT + 17,200xp | (1435 * 12) Nari + 6,740xp | (1435 * 4) + 1000 + 400col + Monkey Agility (2)

she wouldn't feel it now. the pierce of that metal through her, deep in her skin. she wouldn't see it, wouldn't register it until later, in the crevices of her room, partway through dawn, when the edges of her confines were nothing more than creeping darkness. when the scars would burn once wood touched them. instead, night just shrugged it off. assassin wrangled off, the player just stared. in another time, another place, perhaps she would've moved. pinned the stranger down, straddled them unable to move, blade to their necks -- "was this what you'd wanted?" -- just to take the road

The weight of a life on her shoulders. It was a few, once -- the friends that she'd made along the journey to a different tier. Then it compounded. Somehow, she felt like she'd become Atlas reincarnated, without noticing how she got to this point. Heavy. Heavy was her sigh and her footsteps and her burden. Heavy was her figure as she shuffled past Nari, hands tucked into her pockets. Heavy were the words stuck, trapped on her tongue, with no escape, no release for what she was forced to feel. She swallowed it whole. NIGHT took a deep breath before turning to the other woma

It didn't matter. The strike came down heavy on Sewallus, and like the monument of strength he was, the man endured the weight of the blow. Distance closed enough that the construct could deliver a blow against Wu Kong. Nary a scratch, but enough of a diversion. NIGHT's sunder came in across the beast's torso. Colours muddied and washed, the beast look like it was made from ink, and faded away just as so. A scatter, a flare of colours and crystals, and the thing was quickly vanquished. From her leap, the player found her two feet flat upon the ground. Solemn. Distracted. Light f

when reds faded to blue, that's when she registered the gravity of the situation. watched the shell of what was left of 'forever' slump to the ground, as full force shattered the other crystal in her hand, half conscious. rushed steps over to the gemini's side. enough to peer into the darkness, just to catch the last traces of fading light from the world. nothing else. looking over her shoulder back to false melody's crumpled form was the last thing night had wanted to wish for in this scenario. yet, worst dreams were made a reality where she stood, and a part of her wondered just the sam

Still thinking. Still lost. Still-- As NIGHT eyes searched the environment for answers, she barely heard the order for an ancient technique. The command barely even registered in her brain, the player still festering, lamenting. Even in speech, was she still being left behind now? Dark pupils met Nari's figure. Sharp teeth bared. "You hadn't answered me yet." It was only when the Monkey King started to shift out of its paused position that the woman realized the gravity of their situation. Sure, they were in the midst of a fight, but with the target once slain before, it wa

Man. A part of her wanted to wonder why Koga had to be right to incite ire into some stranger they were never going to cross paths with again. Ten thousand feet up in the air -- and more -- and they were just subjected to alert by a couple too-many soldiers that needed to defend it from intruders. NIGHT sighed as she looked onwards in the direction they were supposed to head out from. "For the record," she complained, giving her friend a side eye out of jest, "I'm blaming you for this." Before she could hear his objections, the woman was already off towards the gaps in between the cr

NIGHT said nothing in return to her query. Only shot Nari a glance, before looking upwards, knowing that the threat they were to face would be bigger than them. And the rest of the time between Wu Kong's appearance felt transitory. Almost as though incited by treason, Sewallus would begin by unsheathing his weapon -- a two-handed battle axe -- and examine his surroundings on guard. NIGHT thought nothing of the theatrics Cardinal had in play. Heightened senses would tell her their threat was coming in from above. So from on high it did arrive. A giant leap, the Monkey King dropping do

"..." Silence from the woman as they kept walking. NIGHT listened, as she always did, eyes still cast to the dirt as they weaved between different paths through the forest. She considered those words in her quiet, shuffling along. It wasn't fair to her that she should be lectured over something mentioned off-handedly when she was certain they were out to achieve some other goal. If she'd wanted a sermon, she might've signed up for one via the proper channels. To pretend as a coping mechanism was still dangerous, maybe even more so, than having one's head on the line. She didn't like

A coping mechanism? NIGHT stiffened at the idea. Almost brought the taste of vile to her mouth at the thought. After all, she'd heard and seen what had actually been said and done on the front. To make a speech in light of 'playing hero' while trying to assert their presence over everyone else, claiming that the matter of life and death wasn't a light subject? That had to be some irony at its finest. Her eyes only narrowed once Nari had pushed past her, still ruminating on the idea. From someone who hadn't been in that setting before, she could only assume naivety at best. So she dro

So she didn't need to think twice about where to get the herbs. In fact, in some sort of miracle, one of the alchemists noticed her presence at the last moment. Immediately, the Ushiame was shoved into her hands -- heaps upon heaps of leaves, alongside a barked order: "You! Help us get this batch outside. Quickly!" Stunned. But she was made to move in haste. "Please -- that's the most of what we could save," the villager mentioned, and NIGHT could see the edges burnt out at a glance, what remaining remnants saved from the scorch, the burn. In her slow backpedal, she watched as the rest of

'To pick whom to fight alongside'... NIGHT pondered on that for a moment. Wondered if it was meant in a realistic manner or a selfish one. She didn't speak of it as they continued to move; rather, she kept her eyes on the guard house, once she was certain Nari was satisfied with her answer. “You say they tend to talk a lot, as if it’s a bad thing. But maybe the reason they fight so well is because they talk so much." In her haze, she began to interject. "Like what, shonen protagonists?" A snort, voice half altered, and a clenched fist raised shaking to her chest. "'My friends ar

The onus on her, but not in the way she thought she'd hear it. NIGHT paused, if only for a moment, before picking up her pace. "If you say so. Then wait here." She left Nari for a beat on the front steps of Remington's home. A quick chat -- NIGHT had little patience to play antics with a man who thought better of himself than the world, and she'd already had experience cutting to the chase with these people -- and she was out the door in a shuffle with a bounty notice in her hands. "Says to find Sewallus." At least the guard house was easier to spot in the outpost. Still, it was a walk, a

"Got it." In their walk over to Remington's position, she looked over her companion. To join the front lines -- that sort of answer was old, by now. Anyone could claim to want to accomplish such a thing. The effort was what made the difference. NIGHT only needed to think of Yuki, and it was enough. "You don't have to do it alone," she commented, with her eyes set on the road ahead. "Getting ready, I mean. It's not easy for anyone to be on their own. Likewise, though I don't know you that well yet, I wouldn't want you vanishing on me either." "... Likewise, I did give you my word

GRIMM REAPER | Approved. Total EXP: 44400 Total SP: 160 Current Level: 32 Paragon Level: 1 Notes: n/a

Did she hear that right? A challenge? NIGHT turned to Nari, studying her with immense curiosity. Define 'challenge' too -- because dealing with people was already a feat in itself, she believed. "Are you alright?" was the first thing she'd decided to ask, before pulling open her messages at her companion's notice. NPCs being involved with a hunt were peculiar. "I didn't have to meet anyone when I was looking for Wu Kong," she stated. "Give me a moment." Her back was turned on Nari for a minute. Information exchanged through chat -- some rando Remington had his own place somewher