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"Neither, not a choice but a choice just the same." The girl's hand hovering a handle seems to move just a few inches away and lax. "I am hunting, for the very things that would have killed you. Simple, and it is all the detail I am capable of giving you. I cannot know your motives." She was alluding to that revealing them to him would mean that he was a risk, or it would put him at risk. "A strange place to farm, but it speaks to your capabilities. If..." The words broke as she reached for a cloth covering and slowly removed it. Her cursor which had been absent until now becomes visible,
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1/25/22 Materials Sent: 8/23/21 Name: Ryuusou ID: 198287 Roll: CD:12+1/LD: 2 Enhancements: EVA 3 Tier: 1 Description: A short sleeved green tabbard with golden embroidery on the edges and center, covering plain grey loose fitting pants tucked into the knee high leather boots. The tabbard comes with a full leather arm guard fitted to the right arm, that leaves no skin visible, and a leather fingerless glove that ends at the elbow on the left. Adorned with three linking plates of leather held to the sides of the hips by interlinking leather straps. A large brown cape is atta
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A callous remark, from someone who was walking right out in plain view. The mobs agreed with her, that he was basically a beacon for trouble. "What I am supposed to, I get around with much less attention." Instead of the walking dinner bell, telling everything within earshot to 'Eat me' with his actions. Soft pattering tabi dig into the dust, a sonar like pulse echoes out from her seeking other hostiles within proximity. "You would be wrong, quite a number of players frequent these grounds when night falls." A twist of her face, still adorned in that covering, you can faintly make out her
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A whistle on the wind, one that would seem familiar to those that had braved a dark winter night. Flames danced and weapons raised, catching a bit of lingering ash on that chill. It joins and is dismembered by it, in a muddied mixture of kindling and sparks, an apparition of white evoked within it. A melding of temperatures, a bleeding of difference and yet shared intentions. The click of a scabbard as it turned, clutched in a pale ivory hand. A harsh grinding in an explosive pull. It slowly drags on the top of a saya, as the light in the air fades. Clicking shut, the girl looks back at t
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Narrative Damage: x11 {30+16+5+4} = 605 to 4 targets, Then a Vanish "Tch." The girl remarks with a sudden flare of blue on her iris, and the light patter of footfalls find her move in for the kill. A single gleaming blade scatters across the field in a blinding blue line, revealing for a brief instant the silver haired girl made woman. "Okami..." A murmur through a purple cloth covering shielding the lower half of her face from view. From the sky above her, like a homing missile, a tiny little bird screams right into the dirt. It connects hard, before tendrils of ice spray out like roots
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ID:203033 | Battle:10, Craft:8, Loot:18+6=24 (Stealth Rating) An eerie white fog crept slowly over the shambling decay, a ghost that could easily be counted among the number of those native on the floor. A single set of piercing cyan blue eyes watch carefully, cautiously from the dark as that bitter cold crawls out in rolling snow like mist. "Male and a canine." Moving in closer for a callous, almost surgical inspection, staying just beyond the peripheral and like a shadow for the kill. Beneath the stones where she held out of sight, getting closer, weighing Koga as a potential opponent.
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"I do not believe you're ready to accompany on such a thing. Starting small is much more preferred. Hit me..." Setsuna remarks toward the blonde tank, without warning. A proof of concept, for if the tank was willing to see how far this rabbit hole would go. She would need to be prepared for anything, which included the possibility that her opponents would use her appearance against them. It wouldn't be the first and certainly wouldn't be the last. Once the blonde would hesitate, Setsuna moves for the warp pad. "I will show you my world, but you will not partake until you will not be a hindranc
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A somber click of her heels, ever so faint in their delivery. "Again, do not dismiss action from words. Easy to say, but hard to do. I will not discourage you from assuming your death inevitable and yet, until that moment, it is nothing more than a boast. Every choice we in O&I make is nigh impossible, but we must make it, and we don't have time to weigh it. That is where Freyd comes in, his decision-making is as flawless as it is calculated. But to some it would seem gruesome." This is more than she'd ever spoken, curious that. Down the rocky path and into where it began to widen bac
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"The truth is, orange players are brash imbeciles and have little to no ability to think. But, like animals, they cling to the smell of blood. Trapping them comes as simply as convincing them they can win, bait works well." Setsuna remarks as she starts to take shape off to Eruda's far left, that misdirection working well enough that the blonde tank had misappropriated where she actually was. "Raidou is making you stronger, at a much greater pace than any sole player could ever fathom. It's smart, and the O&I acknowledges it as useful. Freyd and I have our own separate world we work in, it
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ID:203007 | Battle:2, Craft:9, Loot:10+6=16 (Stealth Rating) A violent tear from the slightest glimmer on the blonde tank's flank, sees it shred through her digital skin like paper. Flames trigger and scorch Setsuna as she passes through, flickering and blinking into view for but a brief instant. A small tidbit of damage returned, the large drop of the 'shields' health bar immediately concludes the duel. Still shapeless, a disembodied voice bouncing on her peripheral just outside where she could be perceived as if the mist itself was speaking. "One more swing and I could kill you, and you
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Watching on as some weirdo spoke to a mannequin, assuming that within the darkened chamber, the first silhouette he saw must have been the shopkeeper. Something about the remote location always brought in weirdos. A simple peel of twine and a long slender slice down a length of fabric cleaves off two long strips. Tapering the edges and removing what little strings frayed, Setsuna bounds into the rafters above. "Idiot." she murmurs beneath her breath, pulling snug a strand of rope around a bundled parcel before dropping it on the patron's head. He got what he paid for, although the wooden puppe
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ID:202987 | Battle:7, Craft:6, Loot:16 [Initiative/First Strike] A simple duel request, a first hit decree fires off that adorns Eruda's HUD. "Are you? A foolishness lingers behind the world that has been placed in front of you. You haven't the slightest idea what it really is, allow me to show you." A bitter chill washes along the stone beneath both parties feet as her blade begins to slowly draw out. It glimmers blue as what little light played upon that polished steel. Setsuna begins to become shapeless and formless, melding with the vapors produced. ID:202986 | Battle:1, Craft:6,
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An instant reflex as Eruda removes that blindfold, a snap of her hand across the girl's wrist. That slip of cloth slides free to reveal a pair of effervescent cyan blue eyes. Setsuna did not like it when someone touched her without warning, if at all. "Wrong, I have everything to prove." Releasing the vice-like grip, as it would burn like ice on the flesh. As well as the heat in Setsuna's palm threatened to melt her. "My soul is no longer important, my life is forfeit. I don't have time for petty games, for this..." she gestures out against the crystalline structures blooming from the walls. "
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A simple silence as she stood there, words find her ears as she struggles on that first term. Friend? That wasn't a good position to hold. "I don't have time for a good time." Setsuna mutters coldly, not aggressively, but it was spoken as a fact. Senses pour out, drawing in her surroundings as her eyesight is still concealed. "I have a lot to prove Eruda, to Aincrad." The truth was she was a young girl, and there were many that assumed her weak. That proof was that she was not. "Where you have seen me before?" Was the blonde tank that dim witted? The guild hall, and before that, first lessons
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"If this is a test, then how can I succeed if I accept aid." The slide and grind of a katana back into its scabbard, an ode to trust, and yet Eruda failed to trust in her ability. "I operate in shadow, I am not blinded by it." The girl spoke as she returns that weapon to her back right hip. Guiding herself slowly, her hearing taking on overdrive. Every step painted a mental map, as it bounced off the walls. Akin to that of sonar, it gave her clear perspective even without her greatest 'crutch' The game that the blonde tank was playing wormed its way away from her. She'd been tried time and tim
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A twist of her head, looking up from that katana being sharpened. "I wasn't attempting to hide." The girl admits loosely, implying that if she wanted to be unseen, she would have. A scarf? Her eyes dart up, drinking in the red color of the thing. "I have my own." Drawing from the inside of her own neck wrap a single band of light blue. The very same she wore when the sky began to blacken out during the event in shadow. Wrapping it around her eyes, she'd obligate this strange request. It didn't do anything to her ability to operate, as proven as she slaughtered hostiles in droves. "Trust is som
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A sense of urgency came from a sudden, an unexpected message. Apparating like collecting smoke, it doesn't take the girl much effort to get around. It would seem that Eruda had yet to arrive, which meant that perhaps the girl had some pressing matter that had yet to be started. Collecting herself near a simple outcropping of glowing stones, sliding out of the wall and giving off a simple and distinguishable mixture of color. This floor should be more populated, but yet given its difficulty and its remote area, it didn't see much activity. Pressing her back into the rough wall and taking to a s
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[EV-10] Halloween Celebration! | Event & Shop Details
Setsuna replied to OBSERVER_EXE's topic in Beginner Floors
A bitter chill into the festivities, an earnest sense of bewilderment as she scanned the soft mixture of oranges and blacks. Various gourds carved out, this was the first time she was ever seeing something to this, seasonal flare. A ripe fist full of these strange flakes of white that had been collecting in her inventory for quite some time. They directed her here, but for what purpose? Presenting them to the first NPC to approach, Oni explains, albeit in abrupt shorthand. "So you wish to take them?" Setsuna remarks, her gaze having trouble fixating on Oni at all. She was enthralled by the ico -
[F25-PP] I can stand the heat (Trouble Brewing)
Setsuna replied to Griswold's topic in Intermediate Floors
A shifting specter hard to trail, a line following it as it blinks back and forth. Like vapor, it leaves a wake as it moves. Without warning, as Ugzeke takes a swing at her after Kasumi, it passes through like smoke. That wasn't real. The one that was, cleaves a single shredding blade through the small of his back. The skin becomes engorged and bursts open as that line peels through with little resistance. Just as lethal as most would come to expect, a massive chunk falling away from that floating bar. Her eyes narrow, as she raises that mask back over her mouth. Clearly there was still one fi -
[F25-PP] I can stand the heat (Trouble Brewing)
Setsuna replied to Griswold's topic in Intermediate Floors
Hyperactive Fades, Charge Refreshed! Setsuna looks to their foes, Griswold lording over one while another was slowly turning to dust. The job was done, and she'd not expend any more than she needed to. The hand floating above the handle of her sword moves away, as she reaches for the mask over her mouth. Pulling it down and breathing deeply, her sputtering and turbulent pounding in her chest starts to level out. There was still more to do, and she couldn't afford to burn all the oil she had. "This is over." Setsuna quips as her hand falls to her side, analyzing the field and choosing not -
[F25-PP] I can stand the heat (Trouble Brewing)
Setsuna replied to Griswold's topic in Intermediate Floors
Hyperactive Duration [2/3], Charge CD [2/3] The biting toward Kasumi is rewarded by a horizontal arc of cyan, that immediately sees the target become a statue in ice. It's health takes a large dip, as through that newly formed glass, Setsuna is revealed in a puff of smoke. "That will hold it. Kill it before it escapes." Setsuna remarks to the rest of her party, sliding her katana away and taking a scan of the other foes that were still able to move about. Those would be her focus, while this other was frozen in time. The harshest among them was removed from the fight completely, and wasn' -
[F25-PP] I can stand the heat (Trouble Brewing)
Setsuna replied to Griswold's topic in Intermediate Floors
Hyperactive Duration [1/3], Charge CD [1/3] Breaking the attention to Simmone, who had overstepped the girl's boundaries. Skill or not, it wasn't something she enjoyed. Winding back and ripping clean that blade, sees a violent line and a bit of its flesh begin to unfurl. Totally gruesome, totally bloodthirsty. Ugzeke couldn't even defend itself, now it was as if he was placed on a chopping block being carved apart. To some, it may have been capable of making them uneasy, but it didn't bother Setsuna in the slightest. More fuel spent, a slow inhale through the nose and out through the mout -
[F25-PP] I can stand the heat (Trouble Brewing)
Setsuna replied to Griswold's topic in Intermediate Floors
Charge CD [1/3] Tearing through the slowly cascading beast of a man, a small frame mixed with a bitter chill. A spray of color as she passes through, as if she wasn't solid at all. That line drawn and yet, no damage shown. Not until that weapon clicks completely shut, and without warning, a sudden plummet of the entity's health confirms she had hit. Setsuna was still on overdrive, amped up from the fact she'd been struck earlier. Her temper was still a bit heightened. The girl was spiteful, and it came down to a point when it came to extermination. The massive thing had sustained far too -
11/28/21 (Demonic Merge) 164351, T3/Perfect/Handwraps (1 Gleaming Scale, 1 Demonic Fragment, 1 Rising Sun [Narrative]) Truestrike Bindings (T3 Perfect MA weapon - Keen 1, Acc 1, Abs. Acc) Acquisition ID [175430b] | Roll ID: 175701, 175702, 175703 Red cloth wrapping trimmed in black thread. The surface of the cloth is embroidered with intricate and incredibly precise patterns. Result: Slighted Aurora - Soar (T3 Demonic MA weapon | Abs.Acc. | ACC 3) A pair of hand wraps, the material seeming almost translucent. They emanate a soft warmth that will easily keep one's