Shiina

Popping her lips and skipping rather nonchalantly through the death trap filled with angry death. "What we lookin' for anywho?" she quips toward the group that looked to be doing their best remain silent. Fiddling with the tracking chalk she had been given, she began drawing all manner of pictures on the walls. Some were harmless, others were absolutely obscene. Once the rest of the party began to move on too far ahead, the songstress presses the utensil against the wall and just drags it alongside her. This creates a swaying, wavy mess of yellowish shade, like a makeshift ocean. Blinking twice before leaning back trying to see the top. "This crap is huge." Cupping her eyes with her offhand, she falls on her butt trying to catch the top. A single bird slams headfirst into the labyrinth wall and falls like a stone. Not even the animals saw this one coming.

Consumed:
Evasion Feast (Filled): [4/6] (Raidou)
Mitigation Feast (Filled): [5/6] (Eruda)
Immolation Potion (T4)

Shiina | HP: 760/760 | EN: 88/88 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 251 | LD: 1 | FL. AURA: 16 | FR. AURA: 16 | HLY BLS: 30 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 112

11/4/21

Moved to Guild Vault

11/4/21 (Crafting Respite: 186438)

200884, T4/Uncommon/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200886, T4/Perfect/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200887, T4/Rare/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200888, T4/Rare/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200889, T4/Uncommon/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200891, T4/Uncommon/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200892, T4/Rare/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage

200895, T4/Perfect/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200899, T4/Rare/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200900, T4/Rare/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200901, T4/Perfect/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200904, T4/Uncommon/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200906, T4/Uncommon/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage
200907, T4/Uncommon/Debuff Song Intended to Salvage

Press the Attack CD [2/5], Field Medic CD [1/3], Rally CD [1/3], ID:200366 | Battle:2, Craft:7, Loot:16 (+8 EN)

Blonde hair matched with a gleeful grin, a wave of shadows peeling out of the rim of the sign she'd all but imprinted into the floor. Neat she was aware of somewhat the weird clone things that Freyd produced, but not enough to know how to handle them. As they sprouted more and more, spreading like weeds and taking the shape of every member of the battlefield. Shiina had an epiphany, a sudden realization. She'd never tested just how many people she could affect, or if she could affect clones. Her hands twist, the ring begins to pulsate with energy as she taps in to the voice given to her. A somber track that quickly shifts to a quicker tempo as if climbing a set of stairs. Weapons affixed to these creatures glow just like her own comrades, taking on the same increase in power and magnitude. An entire ocean of forces, all tapping into a single performer. Her energy takes a nose dive, more than it had ever. But at the end of it all: She had succeeded to strengthen an army.

Shiina casts Hyperactive on Self (+3 EN per turn for 3 turns), -5 EN, Hyperactive CD [0/3]

Players:
[H:4] Gaius | HP: 705/851 | EN: 94/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
[H:4] Kasumi | HP: 581/761 | EN: 29/86 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 581/761 | EN: 76/86 | DMG: 1(-4) | MIT: 167 | ACC: 0(-1) | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
[H:11] Eruda | HP: 671/851 | EN: 57/88 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Boss:
Lun’Rael, Mother of the Reborn
HP: ????/???? | DMG: 400 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 3 [BLD: 48/1] [TXC VNM: 24/1] [BRN: 56/1] [ENV.O: 32/3] Stun Immunity [1/3] [Shatter: 3/2]

Total Damage this Round: 490
Damage Dealt Prior Rounds: 2137+2623+2852

Unmaking Breath: On a MD 9-10: Attack becomes an AOE dealing 180 Unmitigated DMG to all targets.
Unnatural Regeneration: Battle Healing 50
Status Resistance: Unless the same CC effect is applied again, it fails to activate (To freeze her, one needs to land two instances of freeze before it triggers)
Global Entity: Her statistics, Debuffs, status effects, DoT's and attacks are split over multiple threads.

Clattering heels in the street, a small package under her right arm. Like a bumblebee she weaves through the foot traffic, seeing out the little storefront that was her own within the city of coral. It was a dusty place, a smattering of performance crystals and paper all over the place. The bell of the entry jingles, as Shiina makes for the first available table and yeets most of what was on top of it to the floor. Paper dances through the air, resting where it falls in sweeping slides. Dropping down the box, she slides off the top and neatly folded inside was her purchase.

Shiina clutches the arms and allows it to unfurl. "Look at you, pretty little thing!" the girl looks at her reflection in the window, seeing a bit of the rest of the city through the opening. She plops it on the floor and begins to climb in the large opening, right over her armor. It looked like a dress on her, all the way to her ankles where it's clearly meant for just above the knee. Showing it off with a twist of her hips, playing super model pretty legitly. "Is ok, Ms. Aoi I got you a present, and I'll see you again soon. Just you wait for my big debut!" she squeals as the memory of her tutor plays through such a flight a fancy in her mind.

The shopkeeper perks up with a ring of the door, a slender black-haired woman in a yellow apron. "Can I help you?" she asks in an almost motherly tone. To the counter, Shiina taps a rhythm into it before she gestures with a point. "How much is that?" At first the NPC doesn't seem to quite understand, normally people come in seeking armor but here was this child that it seemed desired something else entirely. "Oh that one, I think it comes to about 25 col." A clatter of coins that roll out from the songstress like ants escaping a magnifying glass. "DEAL!" as she slams a handful of change to the wooden platform, a small ding of a register as it pops open. The woman bows, her black locks pouring past her ears. "I'll retrieve it right away." Running a hand down the front of her apron, as she reached up and began to undo the buttons on the back of the neck and peeling it off. Folding it up, placing it into a small box and sliding it shut. The woman hands it to Shiina, who buzzes out of the building without pause.

The NPC twists her head, curious given that the dress was clearly made for someone taller.

Humming a somber tune, the clicking of her heels as she skipped. A glance through a large window at a dress, perched on a mannequin. Shiina's eyes light up, as she presses her face against the glass. A lilac colored bit of frill, so nice and summer toned. That sun dress would look so good on her, wouldn't it. Or maybe it would have looked good on Ms. Aoi, it had been a while since she thought about life before. I mean the world of Aincrad was truly magnificent right. A total heaven they'd all been cast in, despite the certain death.

But it had been a while since she'd even thought about life outside it. When did it become so common place to forget where they came from. Like cars and junk, big old buildings and school. A tap of her index finger to her chin, as she reminisced about a past she'd long misplaced. Carrying toast in her mouth, in a pretty little get up and bouncing her way up to a doorbell.

Ushering toward the door of the establishment and opening the door with a chime, Shiina slides her way in to inquire about the dress in the window.

Maybe it would suit her well.

"Of course I call her Shaniqua, she can't pick out her own name. That would be silly." The girl looks toward Hidden, a coy grin placed upon her face as she just sat there making it out like she was the crazy one. "Really? Are you sure?" with regard to the girl's name, playfully eying her with one eye closed.

She begins to shovel the rest of the crayons off the fountain into the water, enjoying the sounds of the *plunk* as they touch down. Her attention gets stuck on the small bits of coin, just below the surface, that were gleaming from sunlight hitting them. Made them almost look white beneath, and shoving her hand in, she fails to clutch it. Refraction was a bitch.

"Hmm, wonder what else I can do? Pretty difficult to top goin' mano eh mano with a burlap sac with a unicorn horn." She giggles with a wiggle, making another attempt at pawing the coin. She wanted a souvenir of the day, and so help her she'd get one. 

She plucks out another one, the light from sunlight making it shine like oil. "Yep, they're like some sort of microphone. But they work better for me than anyone else. Dunno how to describe it. They just pump up what's already there. They're like back up singers, I call this one Shaniqua. She's sassy, a bit of a diva." Proceeding to color as if nothing had ever changed. Shiina shrugs "Beats me, just happens when I'm all serious freakin' beeswax. N'da you do it too, your eyeballs get all..." Shiina pauses to press both hands in balls near her eyes before yelling out "BLAM" and making her fingers wiggle like lasers. She giggles and flops onto the side of the fountain. "So Chiquita banana, my dude." she uses one of her fingers to produce a moostashé "What dart though fair name, or whatever?" A wide grin forms, drawing accent to the tiny spec of caramel shining on her left cheek. "I'm Shiina." as a handful of crayons clatter off the side of the fountain.

"Hmm, Black Hair huh?" Shiina's eyebrows freeze with one of them raised, catching the sudden short circuit that had happened. "Did, did you break?" Waving her hand a bit in front of the woman's face. "I can see it, probably look pretty good black too, not gonna lie." Shiina stretches and plops the book down, wiggling her fingers a bit at the far edges as a couple of prism like crystals fall out of the space between her belly and the plate armor. "Whoops, I need some like medieval duct tape or somthin'" her eyes shift back the way she came, checking if she accidentally left a bread crumb trail of the things again. "You would not believe how much of a mess happens if someone steps on one of these things. Come back to a whole buncha NPC's laying on the ground like noodles."

Her expression shifts, to something more somber and gentle. "You know, sometimes you just gotta drop that junk out in the open and let it stink. Yeah it's a turd, and yeah it's not pretty. But shit stinks, but it's better than steppin' in it." Her smile returns, as if it had always been there. "Or don't, I won't tell you what to do. Not like that dork who tried to keep me from sitting on that big ol' chair." Her face twists into a mimic of a big man "Where are your parents?" she mocks with a deep manly voice.

Press the Attack CD [2/5], Field Medic CD [1/3]

The song shifts, and a wave of energy could be felt within it. Troops at the side of the exchange begin to be overcome by lethargy, falling to their knees. Shiina shifts and extends a single hand forward, her hair not following any rules of gravity and appearing as though she was underwater. A clasp of it into a fist, causes Lun'rael to almost slow down like someone put on some brake. The songstress seemed to allude to some differing personality, something significantly more serious than anything she'd ever projected. "That's more like it." Shiina remarks with her voice carrying an echo as if spoken through an electric speaker, "Get um." The look on her face: mischievous beyond all get up, as she took on the appearance of an angel with that platinum blonde hair. The girl couldn't help but catch Griswold staring, but most of her attentions were on the 24 little bars on the side of her vision.

Shiina casts Rally (+1 Accuracy to party/-1 Accuracy to self, 1 turn duration), -6 EN, Rally CD [1/3]

ID:199903 | Battle:3, Craft:4, Loot:9 (No Proc)

Players:
[H:3] Gaius | HP: 851/851 | EN: 89/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
[H:3] Kasumi | HP: 761/761 | EN: 43/86 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 69/86 | DMG: 1(-4) | MIT: 167 | ACC: 0(-1) | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
[H:7] Eruda | HP: 851/851 | EN: 61/88 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Boss:
Lun’Rael, Mother of the Reborn
HP: ????/???? | DMG: 400 | MIT: 70 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 3 [BLD: 48/1] [BLGT: 32/1] [TXC VNM: 24/2] Stun Immunity [0/3] [Shatter: 3/3]

Damage Dealt Prior Rounds: 4760
Total Damage this Round: 365

Unmaking Breath: On a MD 9-10: Attack becomes an AOE dealing 180 Unmitigated DMG to all targets.
Unnatural Regeneration: Battle Healing 50
Status Resistance: Unless the same CC effect is applied again, it fails to activate (To freeze her, one needs to land two instances of freeze before it triggers)
Global Entity: Her statistics, Debuffs, status effects, DoT's and attacks are split over multiple threads.

A skooch forward as her hair floundered a bit from swaying strands. "Noice." Shiina extrudes, eyeing Hidden's keen little yellow sphere in the top of a still black and white canvas. "Want a different color? Check mine out." And what the songstress shows is nothing more than some eldritch horror ball of spaghetti string strewn across a page. Not a single line was followed, and not a single shade seemed to match a damn thing. If it could, the rainbow color could easily bleed off the page and taint the rim of the fountain. "What else is in here?" she begins to scan through the book abruptly, turn after turn with some serious moxie behind each.

She pauses for a moment, sizing up the prospecting picture with one of her eyes locked tight. "Yanno, girl you got some cray cray pretty hair." Shiina remarks at one of the silver like strands she picks up on her peripheral. "But that junk has got to take forever to brush, am I rite?" Her eyebrows performing some interpretive dance on the top of her head.

Hyperactive Fades, Hyperactive Refreshed, Press the Attack CD [1/5], Press the Attack Fades

The girl's hair, now a platinum blonde, twists to look to Eruda. A somber and soft demeanor, not an ounce of concern. Extending her right hand out, she reaches toward some intangible force and sweeps from right to left. The whole of the party begins to glow a soft white, before she clutches onto some imaginary tether. A sharp jerk back to the right sees everyone's HP bars shift into a blue shade and instantly skip back to full. Without a word spoken, the girl returns to the song she'd been performing. The whole battlefield remains her amphitheater, Lun'Rael herself being torn asunder by the whispers between each and every note. The ground trembles and snaps under vibrations, and the ring? It remains luminous, almost blinding in its existence. Shiina was tethered to the whole of every fighter here, and was exploiting some sort of control on them all. This fight was rigged.

ID:199221 | Battle:4, Craft:8, Loot:8 (+8 via Recovery)  

Field Medic, -15 EN, Field Medic CD [0/3]:
Gaius: 851*.25=212*1.2=254 HP
Kasumi: 761*.25=190*1.2=228 HP
Shiina: 761*.25=190*1.2=228 HP
Eruda: 851*.25=212*1.2=254 HP

Players:
[H:2] Gaius | HP: 851/851 | EN: 87/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
[H:2] Kasumi | HP: 761/761 | EN: 62/86 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 71/86 | DMG: 1(-4) | MIT: 167 | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
[H:4] Eruda | HP: 851/851 | EN: 65/88 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Boss:
Lun’Rael, Mother of the Reborn
HP: ????/???? | DMG: 400 | MIT: 150 | EVA: 0 | ACC: 3

Damage Dealt Prior Rounds: 2137
Damage Dealt This Round: 198

Unmaking Breath: On a MD 9-10: Attack becomes an AOE dealing 180 Unmitigated DMG to all targets.
Unnatural Regeneration: Battle Healing 50
Status Resistance: Unless the same CC effect is applied again, it fails to activate (To freeze her, one needs to land two instances of freeze before it triggers)
Global Entity: Her statistics, Debuffs, status effects, DoT's and attacks are split over multiple threads.

Hyperactive Duration [2/3], Hyperactive CD [2/3]

A wave of energy emanates out in an echo, a single somber out crying tone. The rings drawn upon the field bleed a further and further luminous aura, as they begin to lock into place. Gesturing to them with outstretched hands, this was her stage. Steel colored locks shift to blonde. "Phantasmal Chorus: Cry of the Ancients" her voice was adamant, different to all that would partake it. There was a serious in that small stature, one that none had ever seen. As if magnified by some unseen force, it carries. "The end is nigh, there will be nothing left but the memory of this battle. A song will be written, after I watch you expire!" a rather mischievous grin on such an angelic like appearance. This was true chaos in the shape of serenity. Weapons of all shapes and sizes across a sea of faces begin to burn bright with the righteous fury of the guild she was a part of. Firm Anima's Might.

Shiina casts Press the Attack! (+4 Base Damage to Party, -4 Base Damage to Self), -10 EN, Press the Attack CD [0/5]

Players:
[H:1] Gaius | HP: 851/851 | EN: 82/108 | DMG: 29(+4) | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
Kasumi | HP: 761/761 | EN: 70/86 | DMG: 29(+4) | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 73/86 | DMG: 1(-4) | MIT: 167 | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
Eruda | HP: 851/851 | EN: 63/88 | DMG: 11(+4) | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Boss:
Lun’Rael, Mother of the Reborn
HP: ????/???? | DMG: 400 | MIT: 150 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 3

Damage Dealt: 285

Unmaking Breath: On a MD 9-10: Attack becomes an AOE dealing 180 Unmitigated DMG to all targets.
Unnatural Regeneration: Battle Healing 50
Status Resistance: Unless the same CC effect is applied again, it fails to activate (To freeze her, one needs to land two instances of freeze before it triggers)
Global Entity: Her statistics, Debuffs, status effects, DoT's and attacks are split over multiple threads.

► Hymn of the Battle Bard
Cost: 10 SP
Post Action
Energy cost: 5 EN
Requirements: Rank 5 [Performer], Rank 5 [Leadership]
Effect: The user may 'craft' a song in combat, using the same table from the performer table without the use of materials. The result is instantly treated as [Mass], and the User's choice of either Debuff/Support type. This effect however is treated as if it were a skill, as such do not conflict with existing consumable effects.
Description: 
A song, an anthem of battle produced within the wake of conflict, is that much more refined. Some may wave a sword, others a spear, but rarely one harnesses a voice as a weapon. Coin the 'Battle Bard!'

A twist of her head with an eye over her shoulder, an innocent cascade of rather short hair across her forehead. Her dome cocked to the side like a puppy, the girl was embarrassed or something. Right. "OK." She scoops a handful of the newfound utensils from the counter and the shopkeeper begins to lean and speak, "Wait you need to p..." Instinctually, he takes a fist full of col tossed at him like hail. It was more than enough, excluding the assault. "Tank yah Kindly, Bye now... MAKE MOAR." Shiina extrudes sliding out of the building with a still tugging handful of Hidden latched to her collar.

"Where...Can...I...GOT IT."

To the rim of the central plaza, that same rounded fountain that adorned every warp gate. A book from her inventory finds the rim, and the soft scratching begins to play out. As color is forced into a book clearly not meant for it, pictures of scientific plant matter. Her head perks up toward Hidden, still dazed from the leap. A sharp tug sees a page torn out and presented to the place where Hidden could take it. Gesturing a single yellow rod of wax. "Color with me."

Rally Refreshed, Hyperactive Duration [1/3], Hyperactive CD [1/3]

A few tapping steps into the soot, a tremble that seemed to follow her with a tone that bled from her. She scampers into the circle of Firm Anima members beginning to form up, sliding in behind them. A raise of her hands sees the ring that had been following her shift to a sapphire blue, as she raises hooked fingers as if pulling strings from the ground beneath her. "We stand against you...jerks." she giggles as there was a pulse of energy along that symbol, making the runes spin and seem to lock into place. "Enduring Melody: Unyielding Barricade!" She screams out before the track shifts to a new tone, and the whole of her allies around her see these translucent bubbles begin to form around the lot of them. Each would see a spike in their available armor, a nasty way for them to stand and fight for damn near forever. The white haired raven was with her even still, and her tutelage had done quite an interesting twist on what it was that Shiina could do. Slinking into the new coming bright red haired chick, who seemed a little angry. Meh.

Vanity Tag: @Celeste

Shiina casts Energize on Kasumi (+8 EN to Kasumi), -10 EN

Players:
Gaius | HP: 851/851 | EN: 77/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
Kasumi | HP: 761/761 | EN: 66/86 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 76/86 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 167 | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
Eruda | HP: 847/851 | EN: 59/88 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Rally CD [2/3]

Shiina looks on as Simmone tears total ass away in an instant, the chorus in a ring beneath the entire group as it grew. It was disrupting the very foundation and causing it to shake and crack, her voice carried for what seemed like a mile. A chipper and almost sinister grin draws itself on the girls mouth. "You, get swole!" Shiina extrudes with a sudden snapping gesture of her hands forward, clenching her fists as if latching to some unseen strings. A sharp tug down and back over her right shoulder, before making a motion like a batter in a cage swinging at baseballs. "Contesting Vivace: Overpowering Presence" as Sam is imbued with speed unheard of, a white trail beneath every footstep. Magnified, the girl begins to become a blur, and like a conductor the child starts to take steps toward the assailing armies of Firm Anima. An almost cataclysmic anthem following in her wake, consuming the battlefield and drawing itself upon history.

Vanity Tag: @Sam

Shiina casts Hyperactive on Self (+3 EN per turn for 3 turns), -5 EN, Hyperactive CD [0/3]

Recovery Roll: ID:198699 | Battle:2, Craft:4, Loot:1, No Proc

Players:
Gaius | HP: 851/851 | EN: 89/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
Kasumi | HP: 761/761 | EN: 54/86 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 79/86 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 167 | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
Eruda | HP: 849/851 | EN: 73/88 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Mobs:
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #10 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #11 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #12 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #13 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124

A glance up to Simmone as she started to impale some dude that was dumb enough to walk into the circle drawn upon the floor. "Woah, this is totally bumping up to 11!" Shiina squeals, before extending her hands out to her sides. The ring begins to glow and shifts into a soft purple, drawing more runic like sigils into the floor. Then the girl began to sing, and weapons across this field of conflict begin to charge with an insurmountable light. "Give me something to write about team, Battlefield Overture: Dramatic Encore." As the words are recited and music begins to play, the ground shutters and trembles beneath that tone. This was straight up like out of a movie, and the steel haired girl was filled with excitement as she had a front row seat. Now was time to really turn up the volume and watch the mayhem unfold. The members of Firm Anima were now linked with a small, chaotic child.

Vanity Tag: @Eruda @Simmone

Shiina casts Rally (+1 Accuracy to party/-1 Accuracy to self, 1 turn duration), -6 EN, CD [1/3]

Players:
Gaius | HP: 851/851 | EN: 97/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34
Kasumi | HP: 761/761 | EN: 67/86 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O
Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 80/86 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 167 | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36
Eruda | HP: 851/851 | EN: 88/88 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 207 | ACC: 2 | BRN: 56 | REC: 4 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3 | BD: 42

Mobs:
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #5 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #6 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #7 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124
[0,0,0,0] Sundered Spire Soldier #8 | HP: 372/372 | DMG: 124

"But these are candles, I wanted the cakes they go on." Shiina exhumed before being pressed into the building, into a weird library of wax. "It smells alot in here." The songstress spoke as she fumbled into the joint, picking up one bright blue one and twisting it over in her hand. The candle maker immediately flinches the moment she fumbles with the glassware, plucking it out of the air as it almost finds the floor. "You just sell candles?" Shiina asked, messing with the shelving, seeing if anything POPPED out at her. It was here that an epiphany struck. "Wait, dude can you like make a handful of these without wicks?" the NPC twisted his head. "I believe so? but you cant really light them..."

"CRAYONS!" scooping up a handful of different cubes of wax. To the counter, the place was filled with the man trying to keep up, as she brought all sorts of different shades for him. He hadn't been one to see a ton of business, and now it was booming. 

"Yep, but we kinda do different things. Really, I just kinda do my own thing, and they bug me when they need some extra juice. I MAKE PEOPLE JUICED." Shiina expressed without a care. Noticing another one of those moody outbreaks, and yet it didn't seem to matter any. "You should totally try it some time, it's like the eyeball part of a giant bee. One of these times, we should totally go sledding. As long as we don't yeet off that cliff, the sled might break or whatever."

Scooching off the bench and looking back at the platter, but one golden apple left upon it. "Meh, you take it. I'ma go find something better. I am going to find those cupcakes, just watch me." A patter of her heels, a shadow familiar still hanging out in her own. Yet, she didn't seem the slightest bit worried. So simple was her goals, on to the next fun thing. A hand clasps a door handle, revealing a candle shop who smiles once the door opens up.

"Bruh, you gotta get out more, music is da bomb." Wiggling, as if unbothered completely by the breakdown of what it was supposed to be. A soft hand rakes across a flower stuck in the womans hair, as she fiddled with her menu. Snapping away once, she turned to face Shiina again, who starts to whistle as if she wasn't doing anything. "Neat." Shiina eyeballs the coin and in that instant something clicked. "Sundered Spire." she just drops on the floor like a handful of loose change, after all she was O&I, and it was kinda their whole thing as of late.

"Those nerds seem to pop up everywhere, just wreckin' things. but meh, they get their butts kicked pretty easy too. See cool things, like dudes belt." she leans into the coin with a squint, eyeing it closer. Popping another one of those awaiting apples into the girl's hand before plucking up her own. "Your kinda better this way. All the best buttons do things when they get pressed, and it's better than sitting here all by yourself like a dork." She took another bite and fiddled with her inventory again, peeling out a snowball that wasn't able to melt. "I also have an eyeball sled."

"Not my fault, how was I supposed to know that it was holding up errythin'. He had the weirdest undies, though." Shiina recalled taking another soft scrunch of apple that melds well into an awaiting gullet. "Music is life dawg, everything can be expressed in music. It also does things, POWAFUL Things." Shiina begins to explain, fluttering her arms around and waving a candied apple around like a wand before stealing another bite. "I'm like dunno, like 19 or whatever now, what's the point of counting anymore. Psh, don't matter none." Waving feet from the edge of where she sat, like a pendulum beneath the bench. "Yeah, pretty cool right? I found it on the ocean floor when you dorks were killin' the dragon. Or was it when I sat on cool guys lap. Maybe it was after that big fish. I forget." The recollection didn't come easy, for every adventure had mixed into one amazing experience that had yet to end.

"What bout you? Got any neat things?" Her face contorts into a scowl in jest. "Or are you too broody and tough cat to find anything cool." An exploding grin on her face as she sounded like a tough guy.

Humming a soft tune, seemingly unfazed by the droning masses of hostiles that oozed over the countryside. Huge stones and a multitude of lights adorning blades, this was going to make an excellent story. A ruffle of her armor sees her look up to Simmone. "I got it..." She limply responds as the woman begins to correct her plates, cheeks puffing up and a few flapping hands. "I wonder what song will be the best for this." A head slides into the space, and she plucks out a few crystals in both hands like hand grenades. That tone begins to build, as she tests multiple notes under her breath as Simmone continues to fiddle with her. "This is going to be a blast!" Shiina yelps dropping one and scrambling to pick it back up. "You and me, just like before!" Shiina scampers close to the blonde tank, remembering the lessons quest and hopefully things would be different this time.

Vanity Tag: @Simmone@Eruda

Feasted:
Mitigation +3 (T4): 190619, 190619-1 -> Mitigation +3 (T4) Feast [4/4 Remaining]

Consumed:
Evasion +2: 175874
Loot Dice +3: 180413-2
Field Rations
Mitigation +3 (T4) Feast [3/4 Remaining]

Shiina | HP: 761/761 | EN: 86/86 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 167 | EVA: 3 | LD: 1 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 8 | THRNS: 36

A twist of her head sees a bit of steel blue hair pour past her ear, that side's eye wide open while the other is squinted shut with a scrunch of her nose. "I don't get you, lady." The songstress looks down to the platter littered with treats, save the one obvious absent spot. "That dude." She gestures toward a place that no longer had a stall, it was gone... That red head dude musta packed up and left town. "Huh...weird." Shiina taps an extended index finger to her chin, sliding some rather skinny fingers around a risen dowel. Waving it rather precariously in a way that threatens to get stuck on Hidden's sleeve or her hair before cramming it into her hand after taking it into her own. "Don't say I didn't do nothin' for yah, ya weirdo." Before taking ravenous teeth to her own, smearing a bit of the caramel on outstretched cheeks. A screeching bird over soft sea foam shores, sliding up against risen docks of stone in a peaceful serenity.

"So, why you followin me around. Ain't you got somethin' better to do or somethin? Also check this out!" Shiina quickly shifts subjects, the question rhetorical as she plops a strange conch on Hidden's lap. "The ocean is inside it, dude." eying the girl with the most serious demeanor that meant she was serious.