Sam

Day 1: After they deal with Gaby Sam opens her HUD and looks to Kat's name. About to send a message, Sam hears screaming. Swords clashing, sparks flying in the distance. Firm Anima rushes out and expands to help the soldiers that they agreed to protect. "Damn it" saying as she closes her HUD quickly and rushes out herself to see all the commotion. A shout out from Celeste in the distance. Sam's eyes quickly scan over the battle that was being held. This was far from over. Deciding not to get herself killed, she starts gathering the hurt soldiers on Celeste airship. The rest of Firm Anima

A chuckle as she lays in bed and her love made her escape. Sam's tummy was rumbling too, but she wasn't sure if she was actually hungry. Staring at the ceiling, it was going to be a very long couple of days. With the Raid and the other thing that Firm Anima was doing right before hand... "Shit... What time is it..." Sitting up in bed, opening her HUD to check the... "Shit," Sam falls out of bed, gathering her clothes on the floor as she runs downstairs. Setting those fabrics on the counter, taking each piece, placing them on in a hurry. "Kat, I was suppose to meet them an hour ago..." pulling

Sam feels a touch on her forehead before she was gone from The World That Never Was. In a split instant, a flash of headlights, a crash, a honk. It was that day that Tuatha died. Something was different though, it was raining, thunder crashing in the sky, lightning lit the darkness. There were people, lots of people. She could see two major groups, one hovering over a little girl with black hair, the other standing in front of a blond kid with a car swerved to the side. Sam looks at her hands, then at her body, this time she was herself, not as the child. The people present were silent. They w

Walking out with the guild and everyone else she covers her eyes from the huge blast that was mere meters from where they stood. There was no way of knowing what was going on outside those walls while dealing with Gabrandr. A conversation was held between him and the Prince, what seemed like seconds after, Gabrandr was down. Sam's eyes widen as she tries to wrap her head around everything. Right then, a hand touches her shoulder. Slightly turning, Eruda was standing right there with a very determined look on her face. All that destruction and fighting, yelling and cries of pain in the near dis

This woman walked as those shifts of forms presented themselves in a quick, almost flash before it was Morrighan again. She saw that boy again, Tuatha. Anna too, it looked just like Eruda and Freya just a bit smaller. Did that mean that Anna was gone as well... Her gaze shifts to Eruda and Freya. Eyes right then narrow, hearing Freyd, Takeshi, Montjoy... Speaking, her captain truly was all in now, just by being in here. Was this what he was always meant to be? A shifting glare to Morrighan and she tries to pull her weapon, but nothing happens... Opening her HUD, there was nothing, the map was

Landing soft feet on the concrete, turning as she hears another. Her Ax had already out and ready. A twist of her head toward the man as he walks past her. Who the hell did he think he was. Voices, she rolls her eyes and silently walks past the man to see who the voiced characters around the corner were. Treasures lay on the table between the 2 figures. Sam intently gets down low and vanishes from all views. There was only one thing that she was after, this was not it. Glancing to her map now with a slight understanding of where she was supposed to be heading, she slides quickly against the wa

Yet another floor traveled to, another vanishing of that damn ping she was following. Entering floor 14 as she pulls that weapon out once more. She was not here to fight with anything but if a monster of sorts came charging, she would put them down. There were a few floors that caused her to fight and even though it was starting to get annoying, she would not stop until she found what she was looking for. This was a floor that she had only read about, the misted red skies. It felt almost weary to be here, but this is where she followed the blip to. From what she had read, it was one of g

Silence fell heavy in this room. It was nothing like Freyd had described. She could feel the light on her skin, almost like a warmth of the sun was hitting her directly. The petals fell with grace from this tree on the green filled ground. For a moment she even forgot why she was here. Shaking her head, she takes her hand back from Eruda and placed it on her other arm. The description that was gave nor the female that was seen in her dreams looked like Nisa. This must of been Morrighan or as Freyd put it, her true form. Fingers slowly curling against her skin as her nails, she did this for con

As she traveled between floors, it was starting to get a bit irritating. Finding herself running around in circles almost, chasing this blip of Morrighan. In all honestly, it was hard to do just that. Every time she would get to where it was, she would glance around and it would vanish. Moments later it would show up and a completely different place on a very different floor. Who the hell was this person and how was she traveling so fast. It was starting to piss her off. Arriving on floor 24, she moves to the blip, double checking her map to make sure it was here and running as fast as she cou

A jerk of her HUD, a pull of her map. Trying to pinpoint the location of this female that just up and decided that is was okay to fuck with fate beyond recognition. Anger and sadness alike ran through those makeshift veins. Ones that the cardinal or Kayaba forced into this game from the brain functions of that head piece that was not aloud to come off. What happens if they were forced off, there had to be a reason why they were not back in the real world yet. Could it be that they had tried this tactic with a few kids and they were lost in pure nothingness so they stopped trying to remove the

Sitting up into her chair and then standing when Freyd had commented on them effecting more that just what she had already. This female... Who the hell was she. "The question I would love to know is how the hell did she get into my dreams. I have never in my life seen her in person or any form of it." She could feel tears swelling in her eyes again. Thinking about this blonde boy and what possibly she could have to do with anything relevant to that man that died that day. The fact that Tuatha was a long gone brother of a grand friend of hers make this even more confusing. Wiping those te

Sam says nothing as she watches the very tall man in retreat mode. Full on almost pleading to die right there. To Sam, he didn't deserve to live just by those actions that he never once owned up to. Everything that she had said right before this happened, they were all right. He could have had a chat before firing in our direction, but he let that revenge get the best of him. For that alone his companions might suffer. He was not protecting them, he was causing more damage than harm. No harm would have come to him if he just simply was a guide to the real problem, but up until now it was almos

(CD: Quick Change 2/3) Fiddling with the mechanics of the machine, she could hear something click out of place. Looking at this man that was claimed and pinned as an enemy from the get go, there was no real chance given from speaking matter, she was now unsure that he knew how. It was just aim for the dude that wasn't us and kill it dead because he was simply in the way of where we needed to go. A twist of her head toward the large brute man as she walks to Raidou and Eruda. "Crazy thought, would it be such a crime to ask him for his help for what would lay ahead of us. From the wor

(CD: Quick Change 1/3) With a quick shift of her hand, she pulls out a crystal that was made by the man in red. He was really something, and next to that blond tank and everyone else on the front lines, she shakes her head. It was an amazing view to see that Firm Anima had finally made it to the front lines. She was unsure what to think about this guys spouting words about things that seemed important to him. Breaking the mass healing, she knew that she was doing her job, at least in some regard. Everyone had to come out of this alive, no if and or buts. The health total of Simmonè and on

After a few minutes those wounds that she caused long healed. Pulling from Freya, wiping her eyes with this sleeve that went over her hands. She would share it all, every time she thought about it,,, She only became more confused by how this was even possible. "I don't know names," she reposition herself, setting a leg down to the floor. Glancing to Freyd, "When I was about 3, a young blond boy saved me from a moving car, where he died on the spot." She glances to Freya whose eyes grew wide and was looking to Freyd as well now. Did they know something that she didn't. Taking a deep breath, "It

Sitting in her bed, blanket pulled up to her face, Sam hasn't slept in days. That boy, she couldn't get that dream out of her head. It all felt so real though, the way that she felt after, that alone almost proved that it could have very much been real. The female, one that she had never seen before. How did she even know about that. Sam made a giant fool out of herself in the guild hall the other day. A huge blabbering mess is really what it was. She was scared and didn't know what else to do... A chime of her HUD causes her skin to crawl, opening her HUD it was from Freyd. "White-Haired

"Wow" Sam was walking backwards with a few random spins. "I have never seen anything like this, all those games and events they held, they don't compare to this. It all feels so real..." Simmonè was right next to her, Sam could hear a small chuckle from the woman. It was true though, this was really new to her giving that she couldn't bring herself to leave her house for certain reasons. It all looked so magical to her and she was excited at the entire sight. Getting to the spot of purchase she instantly gets down to her knees. "Wow, look at all of this." Her hands began to touch everything. E

Freya was on her side and she appreciated it, but Sam needed to hear what Lium had to say. Listening with that intensity of wanting to punch him. A hand on her face, -he wasn't going to even dare kissing me was he, not after everything he was trying to prove.- Sam thinks as she continues to listen. A forehead to hers now, he was begging for her forgiveness. If they were on land, he would probably be on his knees right now. Sam could also hear crying in his voice. I really was sorry, Lium never cried... Damn... Her glare lightens up. Taking a deep breath now as she pulls Lium into her arms as h

Coming up from the water and turning to face Lium, pushing her bangs from her face. "You have until I get out of this water to explain yourself buddy. Convince me why we should still be friends at all." Sam was pissed, like royally pissed. -Oh yea, we can be friends- then he just leaves and hears no hi nor hair from him in a month. It was stupid, he could have just said that he needed time and she would have accepted and respected that boundary. Instead, he leaves her hanging as she tried to make sure on the daily, whether or not he was still living. That was a huge dick move and she didn't ap

Throwing stuff around in her bedroom, even though she didn't really want to go with Lium, she was going. She wanted to see if he could make up what he fucked up. That last conversation with him and Kat pissed her off. The mix of that and not talking to her for months. On top of everything else that she is going through, she was not in the mood to hear excuses from her long lost friend that seemed like he was edging away inch by inch again. She did not need him to come back into her life just to leave again. Knowing that it wasn't really his fault that last time, she still couldn't let it happe

"It..." she just kept seeing his face, that face. Some of what was said came to deaf ears. Sam knew this was all crazy talk and that right now it looked like she should be in a nut house. "That boy should be dead, he is dead. It was just a dream," tears started to swell in her eyes as she pulls both legs to her chest. Thinking out loud in a small voice, "If it was a dream, then why did it feel so real, that voice..." Sam was good with numbers and information but dealing and sorting out emotion or how to express them. She was terrible at it, as it showed. "How can a dream feel so real, that wom

Placing her hands against her mouth, it wasn't until now that she realized that her voice was way too loud. Knowing that she sounded crazy, but everything about what she was going on was nearly bad shit insanity. At this point she did not care what the others thought about her. She needed advice and even if it was very bad knowledge given, she would still feel better that she got something from someone. This entire thing was freaking her out, worse than being in the front lines with a team she didn't know. Trying to explain her outburst, "When I was very young, I was in an accident. A ra

Reading Simmonè's message, in a grumpy voice, "I do work, my deliveries come later. I do have a life outside the guild." A huff of breath as she gets to her feet. Closing her HUD as she grabs her jacket and walks to the guild hall. Her mind was stuck on this dream thing. She was distracted as of late, she just saw that dead kid that saved her life. Anyone would be struck by shock from that. She needed to know that she wasn't crazy, Sam needed to know that she wasn't slowly going insane. This white haired chick just comes into this dream like state and shows her someone that she had been trying

ID:202289 | Battle:3, Craft:2, Loot:3+6=9 No Longer in Stealth A flicker as she becomes visible to others eyes which were now staring in her direction. A sigh, "This damn skill has never worked right for me." Glancing at what Simmonè was intending, she followed suit. Grasping tightly onto the valve as her maiden carves deeper to push it along further. Sam holds her breath with a small ongoing grunt. With a twist and turn, latching her other hand on the device, she pulls as hard as she could. Eventually it pops out and Sam falls backwards on her ass. A grin as she tosses it behind her, hea

A conversation with a woman, white hair, seeing that boy with blond hair that gave her a second change. It was really sending her for a loop. Was that a ghost, who was this female and how did she know that cognition of this kid. She had already been having night terrors of this day, that car, those kids. Bottom line was that she had forced herself not to trust anyone up this point because the judgement that lingered in her heart got her into trouble. The truth was, even though Kat was in her life, she didn't feel like she had any real friends. Lium has been absent, most likely due to her break