NIGHT

The woman letting go wasn't a problem. NIGHT righted herself back up and fell to Nari's side without question. Rather, the pause in her speech gave the woman concern, a tilt of her head, wondering if there had been a problem with the location. And the fumbling with the dress... "I-It looks good on you," she mentioned, realizing it might've been the disparity noticed. Her hand snaked up her neck, NIGHT turning away, towards the path they were moving down. "Sorry. If I'd known this was what you meant, I would've come in something better fitting. A-anyway, it's just dinner. It's not like the

"Oh, this is the tall factor, isn't it." "I'll get her." Two arms wrapped themselves around NIGHT's waist, and she'd nearly squeaked in the surprise. "Be quiet," the entity hissed. In the dark, she couldn't see anything -- and it was even worse looking at Koga and only identifying cryptid-light eyes as an indicator for her friend. At least DAY's own seemed familiar, and now they were behind her. NIGHT struggled to stay still as she felt herself lifted through the void, and only simmered once the corner of her foot hit an unseen edge. "Up you go," she heard her other breat

To know some player would quickly move in to a new floor after their hard work was more than enough of a compliment for the woman. For starters, she hadn't expected anyone to have paid their floor progression a mind, let alone find a place unlocked that was far lovelier than the others they'd visited to consider it a home. NIGHT nodded, tucking a lock behind her ear -- she wasn't one to speak much in the first place, and being allowed to listen and comprehend was welcome, almost more her pace even. "But! I know of a decent little place that serves a collection of different foods, even som

When NIGHT heard about getting something together to talk over a meal, she'd totally expected something casual. Instead, given a time (evening?) and somehow a location on a high-ranking floor, to say that the intention was that was... optimistic, to say the least. Incidentally, that was also the outcome she'd expected to see by giving Nari the benefit of the doubt. And all the researches up in Ronbaru would not have given her less notice, knowing from past experience after trekking along the floor in her tracksuit. She thought she could feel eyes on her, specifically, her eyes paired with

After an ambiguous amount of time had passed, the party had decided to meet up for yet another dabble in the lessons. If NIGHT had anything on her mind, it was certainly about how Koga had picked up Bacon from just a while ago. Would the man be bringing the tiny hog along? He knew this quest was about slaying pigs, didn't he? It pained her to even warn the man about his impulsive decision, after she'd noticed his taking home the Bacon. She just hoped whatever would happen to him wouldn't mimic what's happened to previous boar owners, too. It didn't exactly surprise the player to see their

THREAD SUMMARY [Total] NARI-LANRETH + 3905XP | (3455 * 1) + 450 + 700col | 200 + 500 + 5 materials + An Assortment of Potions BISMUTH + 3905XP | (3455 * 1) + 450 + 700col | 200 + 500 + 5 materials + An Assortment of Potions KOGA + 24185XP | (3455 * 7) + 3627col | (xp * 0.15) NIGHT + 38005XP | (3455 * 11) + 5700col | (xp * 0.15)

If only NIGHT could read the fleeing woman, perhaps she would've agreed with Koga. Unfortunately, watching the player stop, look to her and gape like a fish only made her even more confused, so NIGHT stayed outside, pacing around the workshop in what could be defined as a nervous fit. "It's not even about coming around," she hissed, dowly at Koga once the players were out of earshot. "Coming around to what...?" But that was all she decided to say, a cluster of question marks filling up the most of her brain whilst she continued to wander, trying her best to stay sane. The squeaking o

'worthy'. so cardinal got to decide who lived and who died now, was it? by nature of selection, it made sense who got to the target first would reap the benefits of having taken out their mark. but that thought couldn't even sour on the flat of night's tongue. tasted like a corpse. an object already slain, yet her blade hadn't moved at all. and infinitesimally, night found her pile of questions growing, an anger festering, reasons left unchecked and unverified. she hadn't got through her fie once the construct shot out the door. hadn't gone through the concept of 'everything'; nor th

"So they're behind this section of the cave?" NIGHT knocked on the rock wall with the curl of her fingers. Not that it was easy to see without what advantage Koga seemed to have -- she knew the man had slid down, and tried to avoid where he could've been besides. If anything was guiding her through the void, it was the sheer shine of her doppel's eyes -- a light in the darkness that, when the player felt a finger curl around her index once more, she knew wouldn't leave her for naught. "Quieter," DAY had replied, though a nod of her head seemed to convey another message. Huddling close to

NIGHT hadn't expected her strike to land cleanly, but the blow was welcome -- the last launch whilst the man was midst faltering had won her the match. As she withdrew, recovering from her speedy pace, she watched as Macradon drop his blade before picking it back up. “Well fought, I very much enjoyed this.” Though she'd kept silence as she usually did in combat, a final exhale broke it, the woman shrugging off the tension from the fight. "The same can be said for you," she said. In her ear, NIGHT could still hear the sound of wind as the man's swings drew closer to her form, and she

NIGHT wondered if her luck was always going to be this bad, trying to get to know players of the same gender, just as Nari turned around, startled, before picking up the paces towards Bismuth. And the fright on the woman's face had told NIGHT of a misunderstanding -- the way the other had taken down the street suddenly had her feeling lightheaded, a slight pounding working at her temples. What exactly was she doing wrong? And she swore half of her actions had been to assuage a fear of some kind, but every time she tried-- She huffed, eyes downcast, index and thumb working to soothe h

A query that made her hair stand on end. NIGHT's head immediately whipped towards Nari's the moment she'd heard about death, and there was something akin to fear in her eyes. The flower in her hand vanished in a flash, for better or worse, and the player shook her head, wordless as to the question posed. “Or…is this the end, and we just…part ways here…?” Any player taking the quest would've long forgotten about the money, the woman mused, though why was not the newbies' concern. Tunnel visioning on material collection had that effect on people, after all. But as Bismuth lead the char

One large swing followed her, like a prey, hunted. She let the blow run its course, ducking as low as she could without losing her balance, and in what was almost a push from the strike that caught her back, NIGHT forced herself forward with an added jolt of energy, shooting past Macradon's view to his blind spot. She wouldn't lie -- she felt the attack there, as heavy as it may have been for a practice shot -- but movement without restrictions meant bearing the burden of a careless mistake. The man was smart -- NIGHT hadn't needed to think twice to deduce that -- a veteran that's made it

Reminiscence. A startle. And then, nothing. Just fingers desperately grasping, grasping at what didn't seem to be there any more. NIGHT let out an exhale, considering. Convenience of the question, she supposed, but wondered just as much about the woman's home life at the mention of a lake and animals. Someone rich? As if the player was capable of fathoming the thought. She paid careful attention to her steps, watching Nari search through the grass. Given any other day, perhaps this would've been a scenic adventure, though odd. Koga having the time of his life with a tiny pet; ambien

(Maybe it was just random. Maybe it was pure, sheer luck.) NIGHT's steps got quieter once she drew close. They were still where she'd left them, it seemed -- how long does it take one to complete a beginner quest, exactly? She couldn't remember, memory fading sense of time after all. And the woman stayed quiet, watched as Bismuth fell back onto grass and looked up at the vast, blue abyss. An adequate distraction from the problem, and subsequent substitute for asking the questions. NIGHT positioned herself by the shade of the tree, leaning close to the trunk, the corner of her scalp s

Seeing the crowd of people at the cavern's entrance answered one of NIGHT's many questions regarding the riot near Dagan's Town Square. After all, if there were idle hands working to protest, surely there would be enough to help the victims, too. The player nodded to Koga's confrontation with the farmers, before examining the families scooping up boulder after boulder. "That's odd." "Hm?" DAY's gaze was fixated on another point of the cavern instead. She gestured towards it, locking NIGHT's pinky as a call for the player's attention. She obliged. "I think there's another pa

A walk did sound nice. Especially around a plot of land as grand as Baldur's -- the last time she'd been here, NIGHT had been confined to several meeting rooms. Also, the haori tradition on this island. On the other hand, she didn't want to get lost on the isle. NIGHT shook her head at Star's offer, releasing an exhale. "My round's starting soon. I'd give it a moment before leaving the vicinity. I heard it's against another veteran, so I'm not looking forward to it." She needed time to steel her nerves than maintain a steady adrenaline train. The player nodded towards one of the exit

One strike -- the first. She hadn't really thought much into adapting to the new weapon, but the quick success caught her by surprise. In other words, it came immediately as a distraction. A quick draw of her blade to put Macradon with the back of her hilt quickly became a position of vulnerability, the instinctual counter from the other player pushing the woman backwards, and NIGHT struggled to stop herself, lighter without the weight of her weapon. Her resettled gaze on the man's figure came with three realizations: Being quicker meant her strikes were going in faster,

Running away didn't seem like such a nice idea, after a while. It helped get the adrenaline out of her system, yes, but the more she considered the other party, the better option, she concluded, was to stay and at least have explained her thought processes rather than take off in a hurry. So the walk back was in hesitance, in apologetic regret, the woman rehearsing in her head what to say. Rehearsing her footwork more than the thoughts she'd wanted to retell, thinking twice about her actions before overriding them with a sense of guilt. NIGHT took a longer route on the way back to th

"So this quest chain takes us around the floor, right?" They headed northwest, just as Koga had gestured off to. And the trek towards it was contemplative; somehow, the party had been shunned to silence after the interaction with the scripted man. NIGHT wasn't the type to say much after requests like those -- what was more common to the woman was quipping something to the construct, if she was present, once they'd left the vicinity of said personnel. Say something about them she disliked, or other. This seemed pretty normal fare and reasonable, by far. With company present, a ti