Sam

A short jaunt around the corner of Firm Anima, Sam unlocks the door with a squeak at it opened. Closing it behind her, locking it. Heading straight for the bed room. Scooting her bed and getting to her knees. A floor board was lifted as a small chest came to light. Picking it up, with a creak the tiny booklets presented themselves. Leaning against her bed as the pages were carefully picked through. Taking out the book from her coat, writing a few things down as to more possible hideout's that the Pker's might of made a nest in. After flipping through every notebook, Sam got up and started

Crashing through the doors, intentional maybe but she was pissed. Walking to the table, there didn't seem like the was anyone here, at least not in the main room. Griswold was likely in the forging area and little Ruru was probably sitting in Raidou's apothecary hard at work. The chair scrapes against the floor, taking a seat as she scrambles through the papers. Sam would looking for any place that was cave like or had a cave within it direct vicinity. A simple location that mention PKer's or people being attacked by the unknown. A place that was forbidden to travel to because of the dangers t

"HEY don't ruin my Indiana Jones moment,' turning swiftly to Nisahime with a glare that shifts suddenly into a smirking smile. "Of course you do, its called long beautiful white hair, and the clothing you wear is nothing compared to what others might think to go out on a Sunday morning. Or the no shoes thing most the time, most people where something on their feet. It might not be the same attention you want but it's what you got." Eyes meet Freyd's now, "It was a name given to by the one and only," pushing her arms toward Nisa in a cone with her fingers wide open, only her right thumb was ben

Rushing through the forest now, with a simple direction in mind, kill Rosaria. The hope was that Freyd, Setsuna and Kasumi didn't already do the honor's. It was not their kill to take. Being out of the tree line now, making quick work to the nearest down for the teleportation pad. There was something that needed to be done first. Stepping on heading to floor one, the monument wasn't to far from the town of beginnings. Finding the large gravestone of names, kneeling down looking for those names to completely confirm that they were dead. After a little bit, there they were. All lined up lik

Turning hearing the door open watching the ghostly form come out, confused for a moment but then they started talking and it all made sense now. Nodding in agreement to what was said, as she walks through the memory appears. At first she was conflicted as to what this was because everything was so blurry. Sam walks closer to get a better look. Seeing them dig through the junk and Lium appearing into actual form and grabbing the bow. If that was Lium then those other people must be Tak, Simon, and Luke. *ring ring* *ring ring* *ring ring* Sam put her left hand

"I am... was my own person..." voice faded into almost nothing as she falls to her knees. "We all need this potion. It will allow up to inflict freeze on the boss, which he is weak to." Simon, Tack and Luke all nod their heads in agreement. Glancing to Lium, "Whatever you think will give us the advantage." "I wasn't always this way," staring at her hands as a tear drips down her face. "You two flank left, Lium and Luke flank right. I will move head on and act as a distraction, he can't hit us all." "I was a leader, their Lea

Seeing the path that lies ahead, it was very dark. The solution was obvious, Sam pulls out her bow Bhafel. Bright white light illuminate from the very long bow. "Better, also why does it smell like death in here," giving a huge inhale results in coughing her lung off. After catching her breath, "That was a bad idea..." clearing her throat now, pounding on her chest with a fist. Starting to casual walk down the beaten path as her weapon lights the darkness beyond this point. There was no symbols, pictures or even sketches plastering these walls. Crazy to think that this place was untouched when

Hearing Freyd comment on the pictures surrounding the walls causes Sam's eyes to shift around. "They look like an untold story from the old," beginning to reach for a notebook in her coat pocket realizing that she left that behind her. Finger tips began to trace the carving. "I really did think Rose was it until you all said something, maybe Roxi. Need a screen name for when I become famous." There was a smile on her face while saying this follow by a small giggle to there bickering. Commenting on something that both Nisa and Freyd had said, "Yes I am an archer but that does not define wh

Hands now completely stop playing, as just eyes turn to the familiar voice. Freyd's... Head turns to see the aged man wondering this way. Pupils widen as the old rusted building was no longer what it was. "What the..." getting to her feet now. Backing up to get a better look. Without a second glance at the man being awed by what was missed, "Please call me Rose." Rubbing her eyes with the one free hand she had. After realizing that this was real, glancing at the old fella with the caps voice. "Aging doesn't look good on you, you should figure out how to undo it," saying with a small unintentio

Sitting there against the old cracked up building, there was something about it but was unable to place her finger on it. Sounds of a water fall, visually it was beautiful and very loud. There was something relaxing about it though, helped keep concentration on her new found focus. A base guitar, it seemed beat up in more ways that one. Legs crossed half in front of her as she played a tune that she was very familiar with. One that would be on repeat, blasting while she gamed her eyes out back in the day. Sam wasn't very good at playing it but anyone who new the song would get the gist of it,

Sam was beginning to wonder what being human actually meant. Breathing, thinking, having cognitive thoughts to respond to one another? When this game started everyone shifted back into who they truly looked like in the outside world. That meant that every single person here was real, her true self being exposed. "My father Lance Valneirr, private investigator for a Law Firm across town and my mother Lucy Valneirr, spends her days in the backyard garden. That woman makes the best Rotisserie Chicken." Sam would smile, thinking about her mother. "She would give me a choice of nail polish and I wo

Who are you? Why are you here? What will you do now? Words pushing through, closing her eyes, hold her head. You look like no one Pathetic carcass wandering around pretending to be alive You have no place here Stop, please stop... A tightness in her chest, as it was starting to become harder to breath. Salt water drips down her face, cheeks redden. Those words on repeat in her mind like it was echoing in the void beyond what couldn't be seen. "STOP..." those phrase silence dead in the water as she smashing her hands on the ground in front of her. Trying to even her breat

Then why are you hiding, who do you think your fooling? Clenching her fists tighter against her side, she didn't want to hide but this forest gave her comfort. Being alone in a place that no one could see who she really was. Sam realized that the reason she had so little issues with playing those games back then, being fully involved was because only her voice could be heard. There was no chance to be judged by her looks alone, it was why she hid behind the robe all those years in SAO. A small tear falls down her face. So quick and brash, so selfish and self serving. Katoka was rig

Wrapping the ends of her sleeve within her fists creating a form of gloves, it was all she had to work with. The pure coldness of this place pieces through her skin causing less body functions than she wanted. Walking up to this mirror, it looked like a younger version of her. The appearance before everything started to go down hill in her life. Long black hair, a purple robe that looked slightly rigid, it was something that Sam had gotten from her parents on her birthday. Remembering that it was worn everywhere they went. It looked to big, her mother wanted it to be something that Sam grew in

Wrapping her arms together, maybe she should of dressed warmer or wore more layers. A shiver down her spine before jerking her head behind her hearing was sounded like whispers. Finding a shadow that was way to close but vanishes with eyes being planted upon them. Another voice that couldn't be made out in front of her, vision shifts forward before they disappears as well. They looked like those things that she slayed here but doesn't recall them trying to speak to her or rather toward her but instead attacking her at just the pure sight of her existence being her, not this time though. They s

Today was the day, it had been some time since she had come here. There was something that needed to be found, visualizing it in her mind. Walking slowly behind the guild hall, could see the mist filled air in the distance. Last time she was here, a week had passed with no real time attached for her at least. Stepping into the darken fog that impeded her vision, almost immediately hearing what sounding like chatter filled with rage so far yet so close. Not sure if this was what was heard last time she was here if if it was her mind fighting with reality as she knew it. Taking a deep breath as

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235330, CD:3 (Rec no proc), Charge Refreshed Walking through enough the see the chamber light up in shocking waves, she pulls Bhafel up and back. With a quick release a single glowing white arrow finds itself landing in the group of four creatures that had yet to form all the way. Upon landing a huge flash of white fills the room as little laser like line burst out from the arrow. They all pin point a target as the causing them all to evaporate from their view. All that was left after they could see in the room again as tiny shards floating slowly down

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235303 | CD:8 (Recovery Proc +8 EN) Only slightly listening to Nisa's and Freyd's debate as she found that those eyes were looking in her direction. Hearing Raidou's whistle, head turns to him seeing those crabs spreading at a surprising amount of speed. Pulling up that bow, string yanked back as a light blue arrow appears in her hands. Sam had been practicing, aiming to the ground around the creatures, she lets loose. Upon impact a large white glow before her team mate could see what looked like a blue beam strike each enemy one at a time. It would hit

+4 EN Natural, 233756 | CD: 5 (No Rec Pro) Sam watches as this thing was cut down to pretty much nothing in just a few hits from her team. Realizing just now how really strong they all were. It was a refreshing thought, hearing Freyd. "It would be my pleasure," as she shifts her feet slightly. That light tan flesh exposed as her string is pulled back. Aiming at the middle of its body as it tries so dam hard to get up knowing that it wouldn't last much longer being flipped like this. That glowing arrow flies through the air as Sam released, piercing right through the gut of the crab. Up

4508 Word Count Quest Completion: Sam: 4508/10 = 451 * 8 (Player's True Tier) = 3608 * .7 (Group Factor) = 2526 + 500 (Quest) = 3026 Total EXP 3026*.15=454 Col (Laurel Wreath) 500 Col (Quest)+454+400 (Page)=1354 Total Col (Given to Simmone) Unlock <<Survival>> Extra Skill Lium: 4508/10 = 451 * 2 (Player's True Tier) = 902 * .7 (Group Factor) = 631 + 500 (Quest) = 1131 Total EXP 500 Col (Quest) (Given to Simmone) Unlock <<Survival>> Extra Skill Simmone (Treasury): 1354 (Sam)+ 500 (Lium)=1854 Total Col

Stay quiet, listening. Nothing that Sam thought was his fault actually wasn't... Now Sam just felt stupid that she spent all that time hating him when she could of just missed him. He was right though, if they went right into it, it would just seem like Lium was a rebound and she really didn't want that. Katoka was her first love and if there was one thing that she learned from that, it was to not strangle the ones your love. It will end catastrophically bad... Missing Katoka was always on her mid right now and she felt bad what she told her about the not being friends part. After all that tim

Watching Lium walk forward, it looked like they were just talking, then Lium starts to roll up his sleeves... He gets decked in the side of the head by one of them. Sam sees Lium grab him by the scruff of his neck and punch the dude and throw him away from him. Grabbing another by the back of the neck and forcing it down as his knee comes up and bashes him in the face, tossing him aside too. One tries to grip Lium from behind and Lium elbows him in the stomach before quickly turning with a round house kick to the side of their head. The three on the ground are frantically crawling away, gets u

"I was working at the Inn right there by the fountain so that I had a place to sleep..." It was so unreal to think that he was right outside that door that whole time. Not once did she think to walk outside at night, there she was thinking that he just gave up looking for her so she was trying her damnedest to just make due. He never walked into that Inn either, that to her meant that he was sleeping outside with the others. He got severally outnumbered, and got snatched up. Sam remembered that from when he told her. All that time, Sam hated him, forgot about him and never gave him the benefit

Listening to his words, she did hear them arguing a lot about her specifically. She wasn't going to change how she did things just because they wanted her too. What she didn't realize though is that they didn't want her in the group. It might of crossed her mind but she really didn't care. They were unmotivated and lazy, wanted to do side quests that didn't matter or wanted to get this thing because it looked cool. It was completely pointless in Sam's mind so she never allowed them to do it. Never allowed them to have fun... Thinking of every game as a thing to just get done. 100% it, doing th

Lium just starting walking away, what did that mean. He didn't answer her question, just started to walk away... Tears drip down her cheeks, it was colder that it should because of the wind harshly smacking again her face. Did he not love her anymore. Did she completely ruin it... Pulling that long sleeved robe tighter against her frame. Sam wanted to know how he really felt and if this told her anything, it was that he didn't want anything to do with her any more. She was in the process of moving on with Kat, this was going to be a lot harder... And then he started speaking... Sam's