Gaius

8/20/23

216086, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:11) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216086-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:11) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088-2, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088-3, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216093, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:10) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216093-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:10) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216094, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:10+1/LD:17) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216094-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:10+1/LD:17) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216094-2, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:10+1/LD:17) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216091, T1/Perfect/Snack -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
Turned into 6 Feasts:
216110, Tierless/Demonic/Feast -> Deepedge Regent Reserve
216111, Tierless/Demonic/Feast -> Deepedge Regent Reserve
216112, Tierless/Demonic/Feast -> Deepedge Regent Reserve
216113, Tierless/Demonic/Feast -> Deepedge Regent Reserve
216114, Tierless/Demonic/Feast -> Deepedge Regent Reserve
216115, Tierless/Demonic/Feast -> Deepedge Regent Reserve

216097, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:3) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216100, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:8+1/LD:1) -> Well-Done Steak
216101, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216101-1, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216101-2, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216101-3, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216103, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:7) -> Well-Done Steak
216104, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:10+1/LD:9) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216106, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:4) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216107, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216107-1, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216107-2, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216107-3, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216108, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:13) -> Well-Done Steak
216108-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:13) -> Well-Done Steak
216109, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:2) -> Fish Cakes with Anchovy Paste
216099, T4/Rare/Meal -> Well-Done Steak
216099-1, T4/Rare/Meal -> Well-Done Steak
216099-2, T4/Rare/Meal -> Well-Done Steak

8/20/23 (Crafting Respite: 215808)

216086, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:11) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216086-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:11) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088-2, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216088-3, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:11+1/LD:20) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216093, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:10) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216093-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:12+1/LD:10) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216094, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:10+1/LD:17) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216094-1, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:10+1/LD:17) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216094-2, T1/Perfect/Snack (CD:10+1/LD:17) -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)

216082, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:14)
216082-1, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:14)
216087, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:6)
216090, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:3+1/LD:13)
216090-1, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:3+1/LD:13)
216091, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:12)
216091-1, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:12)
216092, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:17)
216092-1, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:17)
216092-2, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:17)
216095, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:4+1/LD:3)

Combined:
216091, T1/Perfect/Snack -> UPPED to Demonic (Loot Dice +3, Prosperity 1)
216092, T1/Perfect/Snack

216083, T1/Rare/Snack (CD:9+1/LD:2)
216084, T1/Rare/Snack (CD:6+1/LD:17)
216084-1, T1/Rare/Snack (CD:6+1/LD:17)
216085, T1/Rare/Snack (CD:8+1/LD:15)
216085-1, T1/Rare/Snack (CD:8+1/LD:15)

216084, T1/Perfect/Snack
216085, T1/Perfect/Snack

Respite:

216097, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:3)
216100, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:8+1/LD:1)
216101, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19)
216101-1, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19)
216101-2, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19)
216101-3, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:19)
216103, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:7)
216104, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:10+1/LD:9)
216106, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:4)
216107, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20)
216107-1, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20)
216107-2, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20)
216107-3, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:20)
216108, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:13)
216108-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:13)
216109, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:2)

216096, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:5+1/LD:1)
216099, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:4+1/LD:19)
216099-1, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:4+1/LD:19)
216099-2, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:4+1/LD:19)
216099-3, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:4+1/LD:19)
216105, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:5+1/LD:13)

Combined:
216099, T4/Rare/Meal
216099-1, T4/Rare/Meal
216099-2, T4/Rare/Meal

Remaining Fuse Fodder:
216092-1, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:17)
216092-2, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:5+1/LD:17)
216095, T1/Uncommon/Snack (CD:4+1/LD:3)
216085-1, T1/Rare/Snack (CD:8+1/LD:15)
216105-1, T4/Uncommon/Meal (CD:5+1/LD:13)

Total Materials Used: 27
Total Demonic Shards Used: 12
EXP: 282

As Freya would drift back in, Gaius looked deep in thought. Weighing what had happened, and what was to come of it. "Beats me, it's really weird." The man leaned back and planted his hands in the sand, while the blonde started fiddling with her inventory and pulling out a whole spread. "I guess we'll see what is going in eventually, the time will probably show up where it will make sense. Yeah?" Staring off into the ocean, getting lost in the sounds of the tides and enjoying the slight peace that it carried with it. "If you want Freya, I meant what I said. Don't worry, I ain't going anywhere any time soon. Damn right, I'm a stud, but most ladies can't handle this." A bit of that ego showing, but it was clearly a joke. Then the epiphany sinks in, and he looks down at her with the realization. "Freya, where the hell are your clothes?"

Sitting there with his hair wiggling gently in a breeze, palm trees moving alongside it with soft sways. "Yeah, it's been a bit since we got out." The soft patter of Freya moving makes him open his eyes, and she just starts walking out into the water. "I hadn't really know, we've been pretty busy lately." As she slowly slinks deeper into the waves, watching her fiddling a bit. "What are you doing out there? You ain't planning to try and set like a damn tea set out there, are you?" Gaius just enjoys his space on the beach, unaware of whatever Freya was up to. The warmth was doing a number to help him relax, and somewhere in the back of his mind was a gentle scratching. As if something was bouncing around in there. "Heralds of fate? Aigus? What exactly are you on about?" Gaius mutters, starting to think himself crazy.

Still struggling with the sudden change in visuals, eyes trying desperately to adjust. The sounds of waves, calm and collected in a constant white noise. Gaius was drastically under attired for the trip, and Freya was already right into the mix. "That true? Sounds like a good way to get sand in your butt crack." Dropping into the stuff with a thud, he starts peeling off his shoes and socks. Yep, it was going to be everywhere when he was done. Hopping up and casting those things into the same imaginary wardrobe that everything else was slapped into. Could sand even get trapped in one's inventory? Gaius soured the thought. Catching up with the girl, the warm sand between his toes. "Yeah, I suppose you're right." Looking past her into the sea, recalling what it was he'd learned and somewhere along the way forgotten. "Huh, last time we were here, your dad came. He didn't kill me, which was surprising."

A heavy yawn as he plucks that spear from the countertop, sliding off the stool that had supported him up this point. "Like what?" Gaius barks through dreary eyes staring out into the bright daylight just beyond. Rubbing his eyes with his wrist, he lifts the spear and deposits it away into a pocket. Freya seemed to get a wild burst of energy rushing back and forth like a lunatic, meanwhile Gaius just mentally disconnects, staring for miles outside the window. Still halfway into his bed upstairs. "The beach, isn't it a little early for that?" The dude finally comes to as she seemed settled out, having packed half the kitchen into her inventory. "Fine, you really are crazy sometimes, you know that?" Fishing into his pocket as Freya goes to shove the 'children' into the bathroom to keep them out of trouble. Out comes a little gold key, as he opens the front door and is immediately blind. "Fuck its bright." Making motions for Deepedge, the rolling fields of wheat made a birth of what was visible all the way to the gates.

3/10/22

Materials Sent (Dated)

3/10/22 (Crafting Respite: 186455-1):

205468, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:14)
205468-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:14)
205469, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:8+1/LD:17)
205469-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:8+1/LD:17)
205469-2, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:8+1/LD:17)
205470, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:7+1/LD:2)
205473, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:6+1/LD:14)
205473-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:6+1/LD:14)
205475, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:4)
205476, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:6+1/LD:13)
205476-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:6+1/LD:13)

205482, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:13)
205482-1, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:9+1/LD:13)
205483, T4/Rare/Meal (CD:6+1/LD:8)

Feasting:
Protein +2: 190616-1, 190616-2

205486, T1/Perfect/Feast

Protein +2: 190616-3, 190618

205487, T1/Perfect/Feast

Protein +2: 190625, 190626

205488, T1/Perfect/Feast

205472, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:10+1/LD:9)
205474, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:10+1/LD:7)

205489, T4/Perfect/Feast

205479, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:19)
205479-1, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:19)

205490, T4/Perfect/Feast

205479-2, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:19)
205479-3, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:19)

205491, T4/Perfect/Feast

205480, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:10+1/LD:2)
205481, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:11+1/LD:3)

205492, T4/Perfect/Feast

205485, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:15)
205485-1, T4/Perfect/Meal (CD:12+1/LD:15)

205493, T4/Perfect/Feast

Fusions:
205466, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse
205467, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse

205494, T4/Rare/Meal

205477, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse
205477-1, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse

205495, T4/Rare/Meal

205478, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse
205478-1, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse

205496, T4/Rare/Meal

205478-2, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse
205484, T4/Uncommon/Meal Intended to Fuse

205497, T4/Rare/Meal

"Uh, yeah... Maybe sometime soon. Ain't going to lie, though, it feels weird trying to use it. It's like it doesn't belong to me, but chick pulled it out of my chest. So it has to, right?" Putting the thing down on the bar counter and staring daggers through it. It was loads different from what he was used to, usually using glaives or whatever, and this was clearly a dagger on a stick. Leaning over the bar and grabbing a cup that sat on a shelf on the inside, he pours in a bit more tea. That ever existent groggy feeling still boiling in his brain, making everything all hazy. The girl grabs him from the back, and he reaches up to clutch her hand in his. "Yeah, you're probably right, Ain't no use getting hung up about shit. Just roll with it and who knows. Maybe it will all work out, or it don't, and we make it. Good enough right?"

Pushing his head up off the counter and doing his best to drink tea without pouring it into his own lap. "Ugh, I haven't noticed on account of my stupor I guess." Maybe it was just do to him being more free with how he was feeling, but the others clearly hid it much better. "I get the feeling, I am pretty sure I've made an imprint of my face on the floor upstairs." Adding a bit more liquid to the cup, a toss of a few more lumps of sugar make it splash a few droplets on the bar. "I did figure something out though, for a while I thought I just dreamed it. But uh." Lifting his hand out to the side, a blinding flash of white light. A spear manifests in silver before his hand clutches it and a signature green flare jumps to the point of the thing, a presence of wind causing his hair to flutter wildly. The saucer his teacup was on gets flung across the room at surprising force. That pure light gains shape, turning from a glowing rod to a full-fledged weapon in black golds and silver. "My spear looks just like it now, and it creeps me the fuck out." Brionac, the Sword of Light, was his to bear. He hated it.

The moment his plate leaves the counter, Gaius collapses onto the bar. "Right, creepy chick, right?" The dragoon grumbles through a muffle. "You don't really got to worry about me. Turns out, I don't die easily." The dude seemed drained, nursing a space on the stool. Water turns on, and Boris starts sharing a bit of egg with Ko. A whistle of a kettle makes Gaius break the silence: "Thank god." A warmth on his thigh, out of the blue, causes him to peak up past his arm. "Has it? I am fucking exhausted. It's like I am not even sleeping." The dude admits slowly drowning in the cup of tea, all the fibers in his body crying soft tears. "Dunno how you all can just walk around like normal, I feel like someone kicked my ass. Haven't felt this beat to shit since I was a teenager." A sharp exhale, when would this fatigue pass and why was he the only one seemingly affected by it.

A grumble as he rakes his fingers through his hair, taking some eggs on a fork and tossing it toward Boris. *slap* it hits the floor rather readily, spreading a bit before the bear digs into the puddle. The gold mixture of tea, as he tosses in a couple sugar cubes and stirs. "K, I uh. Yes." Gaius didn't really know how to process the girl's dirty laundry. "I guess that's a lot to handle. I haven't really had anything nearly as crazy as that sounds happen to me." Clutching his hand around that cup of tea, and taking a soft sip at the rim. The plate was empty, it didn't take him too awful long to clear it. Rubbing his eyes for a moment, trying to rationalize all this recount with a groggy and frazzled brain. "So uh..." The atmosphere was immediately a downer, Gaius didn't even get to wake up before shit got real heavy.

Blinking a few times, as he stared intently through the kitchen window. "Damn it." his shoulders go limp as he pulls the kettle off the burner. Sliding his way back out of the kitchen, and finding a bar stool. Starting to dig into the meal she'd prepared. "Yeah?" plucking a piece of bacon off the plate and tossing it down to Boris who starts to turn it into crumbs. Rubbing a pair of still sleepy eyes. "Ok, but how does that affect now?" The dude starts to stir his eggs, he wanted to be supportive, but fuck it was early. Wasn't she already passed all this crap already, no sense in dwelling on all this baggage like she had a habit of doing. Yawning, he looks back at her with a cup as he struggled to keep his eyes on straight. His vision was still a bit blurry.

"So what do we do about it?" Calling the bluff with some sort of call to action. He was not awake enough for the morning monologue. 

A yawn as he turns and hits the floor with a solid thud, one that one could hear through to the floor below. "ugh." he murmurs, slowly peeling himself up in his skivvies. The guy was dealing with some serious crazy fatigue after getting torn into a butt hole into heaven and getting a weapon pulled out of his chest. Sliding up and slowly piecing his clothes on as he motions out of his bedroom door and starts to trek down the tavern's stairs. A blink as he catches a side glance of blonde hair. Either Eruda broke in like a crook, or Freya was up earlier than usual. "Mornin'" he grumbles as he moves into the back, starting to mix up some tea into a kettle and adding water. Looking at the girl, dreary eyed through the window that poked out from the kitchen. A loud pile of bangs as Boris falls down the stairs shortly after Gaius, knocking over one of the chairs and laying there like a sock.

Gaius | HP: 820/820 | EN: 114/114 | DMG: 23 | MIT: 50 | BH: 41 | LD: 3 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6

Koga moves much more than the dragoon thought he would, but then again, he'd nailed him while the dude wasn't paying attention. "He's just being modest, honestly, I couldn't get him to shut up about yah." Folding his arms and nodding, as if pretending to recount the affair entirely wrong. "Yeah, we're guild members, some of the time, which isn't that often. Lately we just kinda ass blast through everything, so goings been kinda 'quick'. Last was a dragon or something, I forget. Anyway, since you finally showed up, maybe he can show you around." Wingman mode achieved, as he caught the look on her face, and it appeared she'd completely forgotten he was speaking. Shooting a glance toward Koga and wiggling his eyebrows after walking past her.

"As fun as this was, ya'll are fucking crazy." Spoken to the room. From him, that was saying a lot. Cat, giant slimes, people eating things off the floor. Everyone seemed super hostile and quiet. It was a regular madhouse, and hell, it looked like his rowdy days had finally come to an end. Debating on getting the hell out of here, but he didn't really have anywhere else to crash at the moment. So he'd linger for a bit, moving back to the table and collecting up Simmone's playing cards. Finding a seat on the sofa and just oozing out in a sprawl.

He sighs and stares up at the ceiling.

"Woah woah, simmer down short stuff." A sudden rag getting yeeted past him holding a hand of cards. "The hell am I supposed to know what you call yourself. Didn't mean to offend you. I wasn't trying to accuse you of muttering out strange things over a gutted lamb. I meant like, yanno Harry Potter or whatever. 'it's pronounced leviosa' you know what, forget it." Turning in his chair, he'd look at some other patrons with almost a plead in his eyes. These chicks were clearly bonkers. One was talking about farting out rainbows, and the other was just shortly before scarfing food off the floor like some sort of animal.

“Um. Do you guys need help?”

"Yes please." Without a filter. "Blue, maybe you need some help with Frazz?" He had to get the hell out of this situation he'd found himself in. Snagging the bottle, but leaving Simmone's creepy cards where they sat. Clapping a hand to Koga's back, it finally dawns on him. "Kasumi? Ey~" Then looking down to Koga, the smell of excitement mixed with concern. Eyes narrow a bit, and with it, a bit of a smirk forms.

"Wow, you really weren't kidding, eh. @Koga here was talking about how excited he was that you were coming. Don't be too hard on him now." Nudging the guy with his shoulder, knowingly setting himself up as wingman.

Continuing to deal out cards, watching on as shit just took a seriously insane turn. The whole place had a slowly creeping puddle of water, buncha people rushing around trying to contain it. Gaius just sat there, playing the observer with a dumbstruck look on his face. "Blue you're the weird one, the hell is that thing?" he gestures to the sudden inclusion of flan that was expanding like a muffin in an oven. "Might want to get that thing checked before it pops the lid off this joint." Reaching up and rubbing his eyebrows and top half of his face, this was stressing him out. "Anyway, puddles of fun aside." Choosing to ignore the elephant in the room, instead of adding more fire to it.

@Astralin

His attention shifts to the blonde, being the one he was talking toward at the table of a few remaining. "So alchemy, like the witch and a journal. You got some weird hobbies. But guess its 'yours'." Flicking a few more cards out, letting the shit commotion play out behind him. The ripping about and shouting providing the most interesting contrasted background. "What's your deal? Just like eating things off the floor?" looking to @Yona and keeping conversation flowing while chaos tired itself out.

Eyes shut tight, and the smell of flowers lingers on his nose. Words and conversation work to convince him this was real and yet, as he opens them, he can barely recognize his clothes. Looking about with reluctance to Freya and Freyd to which he was the most familiar. "Are we fucking dead?" Gaius admits abruptly, trying to rationalize whatever they'd just dived in. They didn't even get a chance to fight back. The guy couldn't even hardly recognize them either.

"Apparently I am pretty out of the loop. Who is Montjoy?" Looking to Freyd, the spook, he'd never heard referred to in such a way. Freya buys his attention, and he squeezes on tight to her hand. "I..ok." The dragoon struggling to come to terms with all these strange happenings. Morrighan, Nisa, Tuatha. Just a whole shitload of names, threatening to make his head spin. Pressing his forehead against hers, he swallows hard. "What are we even doing, what is the point of this?" Freya's eyes shut and the lingering remnant of a tear slides down her face. "Fuck it." the guy murmurs with a drag of a free hand against her cheek. Looking over her shoulder, and breathing in deeply. The crunch of grass as he shuffles past her, dragging his open hands across her shoulders.

A sharp exhale, as he stared daggers into this woman? projection? WTF even was she? This was far too much to process far too quickly. "So you're that chick from my dreams, Dunno how Freya even knows about that." Gesturing his hands out to both sides, fluffing out his chest waiting for this bitch to stab him or something. "She wants me to take a leap of faith, wants me to believe whatever bullshit you've been saying. " He didn't know what to expect, he didn't know how this worked. Eyes catching a demoralized Sam and Freyd? Montjoy? Whoever he was. 

"Give me your best shot!"

Fuck it right? He made a promise.

Results:
Gaius | 12 (a 23, bust)
Koga | 2 (a 3)
Astreya | 14 (a 15)
Astralin | 18 (a 19)
Yona | 5 (a 15)
Winner: Astralin

Feverously scratching his hair, as he added another card to his own pile. "Shit..I'm out." Flipping them over and revealing a Jack beneath that Queen and a three of hearts. As the pot would make motions toward Astralin and her nigh unbeatable luck on this hand. A slow pooling lake slid out from the kitchen, and a sopping wet dude went to talk up a chick that was hanging out in the corner. "Smooth." Gaius quips toward @Hirru, smiling and offering him a thumbs up. Girls really dig when you're just fucking honest, and there was no way they couldn't tell he was nervous.

Sliding his hand and picking up cards, doing his best to do a shuffle. Wasn't quite of professional quality but it met the need. A couple cards tossed one after another to the next set. He was hoping he'd have better odds this time. "Yep, for fun. Gives us something to talk about. Instead of sitting here awkward staring at each other." Gaius admits, taking another swig of a bottle of wine and wiping his mouth. His attentions shift over to @Astralin "So what's with the books? You a librarian?"

Results:
Gaius | 15 (a 16)
Koga | 16 (a 17)
Astreya | 10 (an 11, bust?)
Astralin | 6 (a 7)
Yona | 9 (a 10)
Winner: Koga

Second Hand: ID:203609 | Battle:1, Craft:5, Loot:11

After dealing out respective cards to those who wanted an extra or two. "Reveal." The man barked, flipping his over, and a cocky grin scans the various hands. Some over, while others were so drastically low. It looked like he'd won out, Hell yeah. Then he finds Koga's and his heart sinks. "Fuck, guess you got me." The man chuckles, dumping a handful of cookies into the pile from his inventory. What a weird mode of currency, but he wasn't to argue the stakes, given he'd lost. Better this than actual cash.

Turning in the given chair and peering over his shoulder. "Should be fine, I think when he was bigger he ate deer and shit whole? They usually just eat whatever they get into. Or Freya makes." It wasn't something he really thought about these days and was fixated on the game, but Boris used to be a full-fledged bear. With the sudden smell of food, Boris and Ko both are tethered by the nose behind @Hirru and find their way into a corner. Nice, if the children were going to be content for a while, it was fine by him. A few pecking pieces, before the bear starts plucking pieces and smacking his lips. All before offering lumps to anyone nearby, not understanding that people don't eat raw meat.

"Why does that name sound familiar?" Gaius scratches the back of his head, a struggled bit of breathing slowly stabilizing itself. He'd convinced himself that the dream was nothing more than an imaginary bit of fuckery of a tired mind. Turning his attentions from Freya and listening to Freyd's quick description of whatever the hell this was, it started to ring a bell. About as weird as Val-Halla. "Well, fuck it. I'm here now, count me in." Staring into the realm of madness, this black portal that seemed to offer no view as what may be hiding on the other side.

It scared even him.

Looking back toward Freya. "Guess we're doin' this." He'd promise he'd follow her anywhere, but this wasn't really what he imagined. He meant to like the grocery store or floor 9. Not actually a portal to some place that was bugged out and could very well get them both killed. But, Freya clearly didn't invite him along if she thought he'd stop her. Taking a sharp breath, he leaps in with his eyes closed and a handful of Freya's. There was no turning back now.

"Here." Gaius remarks with a bit of wind taken out of his sails, having legged some serious ass from floor 7 up here. That was his reply to the circumstance, he wasn't full of total shit when he said what he did. The dragoon expected Freya and Freyd, slightly Sam. But the blonde tank, not in the slightest. "Another family get together or somethin'?" The dude choked out the words, before folding over and clutching his kneecaps. Familiars were stuck at home, stuck in the bathroom. Couldn't really give them free reign of the place. Else he'd have a sea of broken eggshells all over the tavern. Raising up and swallowing any bit of outrage, he'd look to the others with an expectant look. Someone had some answers to give him, what the hell even was this? What were they doing for the better part of a few days, and why were they tracking Sam? Glancing over, it appeared as though 'quest complete' because she was right there.

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OOC: Rollie rules, roll the dice, use LD. Highest wins, no modifiers. In the event of a tie is a 'push'

Cards: ID:203394 | Battle:2, Craft:12, Loot:15

Shuffling the food over, and reaching into a pocket on his coat. "Glad I snagged these from Simmone." he chuckled and lifted open the box, starting to deal cards across. Two to each player. "I mean, you're welcome to show up and pick something out for yourself. It's like 'fancy' food, dunno, just kinda wing it. Which why I didn't teach Blue squat. Being a chef is about following your gut. Good food isn't math." a glance to Nari, the girl was undoubtedly uncomfortable. He could smell it on her. Like body odor.

Placing a couple down in front of him, and slowly twisting them up to peer beneath. 'fuck a 16, is that going to be enough?' The thought rushed through his head. He'd scan the others, Nari seemed uncomfortable. Astreya was already bouncing in her chair. This wasn't going to go anywhere. Did they even understand the game

"It's blackjack, aces are 1 or 11, Jack through king are 10's. Get as close to 21 without going over." 

One eye kind of perks out, as Blue wiggles and worms. Eying this purple haired chick a bit close. A tinge of red on her nose. One corner of his mouth would perk up, snatching the bottle from Blue. Taking a hearty a swig and popping it back into her hands. "Really Blue, then prove it. Maybe they'll stop showing up in my joint, and you can be stuck with those lazy assholes all day."

His attention shifts, a wide grin and one can swear they could see a tiny star on the edge of his teeth. "More the merrier, of course I make more than just desserts." Gesturing to his face and inflated ego with an outstretched thumb. Sticking out his tongue and snagging a slowly raising bottle from Blue's hands. "Unlike some 'cook' I know who keeps making yogurt." Letting it slip that he'd been checking up on his protégé.

Looking to Koga "Frying pan huh, weird weapon but ok. Nice to meet you, Koga." The sudden raise in volume was exactly the kinda aura he was looking for. "So, cards or something, now that we are getting a little more lively?"

A glare and a fuzz of the girl's hair, and as soon as it is removed there was a *poof*, and it stuck on end. "Really, Frying Pan Boi?" She must have meant this dude, that was his conversation bro for the last 15 or so minutes. Taking a glance toward Koga and then back.  "No shit, you were stuck in my kitchen for the better half of a month. If you came back to visit, I'd think you bumped your fucking head." Nudging Koga with his shoulder, the guy murmurs. "But fuck it, right? Roll with the punches and pick ourselves up. Ain't no use wallowing in the funk. It's Christmas, leave the heavy shit for the morning." Locking his arm around a bundle of a pain in the ass, as if punishing a younger sibling.

"Knock your self out short stack, hell, maybe if your cooking is bad enough they'll stay away." Snickering before a new voice causes him to stop and peer up, a lump of smiling pink hair pressed against his chest. "Yep, what of it? Damn right, I taught Blue everything she knows the exact same way I learned. By not showing her jack shit." he laughs out before scrunching heavier. "Rolling Bite, Floor 7 near Deepedge. Don't come too often, can't stand customers who just sit there and do nothing all damn day, every day. Best Chef in Aincrad, Gaius at your service. AINT THAT RIGHT BLUE." a squeal rings out of a noogie.