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 had the extreme in the bag. Seeing Lium and noticing the orange icon, she would have to ask about that later, now was not the time to get distracted.

Day 2: The Final Battle

Joining the air troops with most of the front liners. Doing what she could to help around the ship. Taking a break, sitting on a barrel. Lium come up to her seeing that Sam was a little down. "What's the matter, Sammy." A pause as Sam looks up. "I miss her," a tear down her cheek. Sam opens her HUD again, her finger placed on Katoka's name. Trying to get a word out to her before "FIRE," the air ship rumbles as Lium catches Sam from falling off the barrel. "Time to move Sam, come." Wiping the tear from her face and closing the HUD. They quickly rush up to help, it was only just beginning...

Night of Day 3: Finally Over

Giving Lium a hug, "Thank you, Lium." Grabbing something from a shelf, her coat. The ship was getting repairs done on it now. It was finally over. Samantha was exhausted, no sleep for days, but there was only one thing that she wanted to do. "Go get her tiger," Lium says to Sam as she walks out. Staring at that chain... Was she even going to make it. Hearing a chuckle behind her, Lium picks Sam up like before and grabs that chain. With a tug it comes loose and Lium jumps off the side with Sam. Landing on solid ground with a huff of the dirt. "She's waiting, GO," with a small nod, Sam starts to run home as fast as she could.

It took a minute, but Sam manages to get home, opening that door, full of excitement of see the one person that helped her get back. The one person she thought about every second that she was gone. The love of her life. Opening that door, she could see Kat just sitting there on the couch staring at the entry way, knees crunched to her chest with what looked like coffee held in both hands. Kicking her shoes off and closing the door behind her. Kat sets that coffee down in tears now, which made Sam start to cry too. Without words, Sam takes a seat next to her love, pulls Kat to her lap and just holds her. After a very little time, Sam passes out holding Katoka in her arms, not wanting to let go. 

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 a shirt over her head. Grabbing a piece of toast still unsure if she was hungry or not. She was so mixed with feeling right now, terrified, warm and fuzzy, rushed... Come to find out, it didn't make a good combo. Pulling a pair of pants up with the toast still in her mouth. Practically cramming it into her face now, before quickly chewing a swallowing.

Rushing behind the counter, she takes the knife from Kats hand, setting it on the counter top. Twirling Kat around into her arms, putting one hand on her waist and the other on her cheek, meeting her gaze. Holding that for a moment before saying, "I will be back, I do not know when but I will. You wait for me, and don't you dare stop believing in me. I will know..." she says with a small smile, but her eyes were completely serious. "I love you Katoka," there was a slight tear in Sam's eye. Closing them as she kisses her love softly. Katoka grabs her hand before they part, Sam leaves as she lets that hand go, walking out that door not knowing what to expect.    

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 were not moving, it was like they were frozen in time. Sam looks around and there was nothing moving beside her. Glancing to the man on the ground, she took this time to just stare for a moment before slowly walking to this body. Walking around the crowd of none moving people as the only thing that was being heard was the thunder and the rain hitting the pavement. Standing over this body now, it was a mess. She cringed for a second before looking at the face. His eyes were closed, but the one thing that caught her attention above all else, his smile. He was smiling when he died.

As the girl would turn, an array of painful snapping to the ears. She’d sense movement on her flank. But before she could turn, Sam would hear the voice. “Still stuck in that funk, Haven’t we been through this.” A single hand slides down her right shoulder, and it was cold. A sense of dread as the dead started to move.

That body began to snap into place, taking a hard deep breath. It was painful to hear as it rose behind her. Sam would find herself not breathing now, maybe out of fear that a dead body just got up, or unsure if those feet of hers should run the other way. Regardless, Sam was frozen in place. That coldness washes down the spine as a hand brushes her shoulder. After a moment, regaining the ability to breathe again, her face was as pale as a ghost, it was so ironic at this point. “It’s all just overwhelming,” words would choke out in a crackling voice. Sam was doing her best to come to terms with everything, but then new information came to light. “I was trying to move forward, and I actually was getting somewhere, until you being Simmone’s brother came up.” It was out, the real reason why she couldn’t move forward. Sam felt a bit stupid that she didn’t think about it sooner. Sam slowly turns to look at Tuatha, she tucks that wet hair behind her ear. Placing that hand on the opposite arm, goosebumps lay upon her skin. All kinds of emotions start to settle in, and those soaking wet toes wouldn’t move an inch.

“Get over it!” A sharp hiss to his tongue, and through it a smile. “Move forward, I did what I did for a reason. Not so you can wallow in your own self-pity like a damn nuisance. So I died, what does it matter? You didn’t know me, and now you never will.” A sinister cackle plays from his thinned lips before he continues. “So what if Simmone is my sister, what does it matter?” There was a bit of a catch in his throat, as his face struggled to maintain that wide grin like a jester. “Take the life I gave you and use it for fuck sake, Instead of squandering it and pissing all over it. I ain't no damn hero that needs to be mourned, not you and not Nightingale. You motherfuckers are still alive. I made my decision, so fuck off and let me own up to it. It wasn’t yours to make. Give me something to be proud of, instead of just feeling sorry for you.”

Sam winces back a bit from the tone that he spoke. "Okay," was all she said. He was right. Why should any of that matter? He saved her life so that Sam could have a life. Sam was not going to argue anymore, not with him, not with herself. Sam wouldn't mourn over this anymore. There was no point to it, no reason for it. Samantha was done letting that fear take over her life. It was time to live that life that she wasn't. It would start with her fiance. Katoka has been waiting so patiently. It was time to start enjoying that gift that she was given... Sam would hear a sinister chuckle ringing in her ears before her vision returns to her.

Back in the World That Never Was... Sam was soaking wet, sitting in a puddle. A smile with a small chuckle comes from her mouth. Glancing around now, a brow raised now at Freya and Gaius... What the heck did she miss... Finding Morrighan and locking her eyes to the woman. It was fate that allowed her to live this second life and it was about time that she would start to do it right. "I am sorry for all the fuss, but if you will allow me too, I am finally ready." Still unsure what she was agreeing to, she would trust in that fate to lead her down the right path.
 

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 distance, it was hard to hear anything else. A nod to the blond tank, turning back and closing her eyes trying to focus on what Raidou had asked of them. A call out was heard, a familiar voice. Opening her eyes quickly and scanning the area. After a moment Sam spots the redhead on what looks like a large airship. How did she get her hands on that. How was she even here... 

Sam shakes her head, glancing to the others, "I think our ride up is here already." After some recognition that she was heard, Sam would pull her weapon and begin to fight her way through the fray. Helping pick up the refugees that were still standing, Sam would lead them to the air craft that was provided by their guild mate. After gathering a hand full, it was heard what Raidou said about saving these people. They did nothing wrong, they were just trying to save their home. Unfortunately there might not be a home to save when the King was done with this place.

Gathering a group of these fellows, Sam approaches the Airship with a man on her back. He was to weak to move, so Sam did the only thing that could be done at that moment. Lium would see more people entering, hop over a barrel and help Sam with the man who couldn't walk on his own. Sam's eyes narrow a bit, what the hell was he doing here... Turning the other way when the weight was off, shaking her head, Sam would go find more survivors to bring up. That air ship looked like the safest place that they could be right now.

Sam | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 32 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 5 | ACC: 7 (incl. AA) | PHASE | LD: 4 (+1 Loot) | DRG.JEWEL | Stealth Bonus: 6

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 glitched. That pain that she forced herself to feel, there was nothing but normal here... How was that possible...

"No... no..." shaking her head, as the ground under her feet starts to become wet. "I can't, that pain... I can't..." She knows what she was told, those times that Tuatha appeared to give a word of two. He didn't regret what he did, all that time after in the real world. "All that time wasted," she collapses to her knees, holding her head. That pain held her still in place for so long, "I was afraid to leave my house, nothing was worth it enough to leave..." That something she did would go horrible wrong once more. She wanted to let go, she didn't want this pain anymore. She knew what Tuatha thought, he shouldn't even be here right now... "How is he here... I saw him die, I saw him in that coffin... How is he here..." Her cheeks were soaked with multiple feelings. Fear, sadness, regret, everything that she has held on for far too long. She couldn't push herself to make it go away. Burrowing her face in her hands now, "I don't want to feel this way anymore..." Sam felt like a broken toy right now...

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 wall to the other connecting corridor.

According to the map the blip she would be after was further in. She was not going to let the man that followed her down distracted her of why she was here. One the other note she wouldn't alert the undead in here either unless she needed to. Watching her step, staying low, who knows why this other person was down here. If he was on this floor, changes were, he could handle his own. That or he was just really stupid.

ID:203523 | Battle:10, Craft:8, Loot:16+6=(22 Stealth Rating)

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 ghostly figures, undead, that walked the grounds of stone. This might have been a form of trap that she was walking into and she had taken no buffs to complement her stats. If something like this happened, she would most certainly vanish or sent a cry for help message. This was her thing though. This is what she did, all though right now she seemed to be awful at tracking, she wouldn't give up. She would keep trying until something gave in.

Rushing into a large tower, the inside was bare and the ceiling was very tall. Just a single platform the showed a seamlessly endless hole to what looked like nothing. Glancing to her map, that icon was still there. "Give it your best shot Morrighan," she says in a whisper before backing away from the hole. Sam's eyes slowly glance around the walls for a way down but nothing. "Okay," she says softly as she shifts her attentions to the walls, it had bits of rock poking out. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Eyes flash open as she makes the leap, catching herself on those stone slabs. Watching her footing and where she placed her hands, she started to go down...

Sam | HP: 780/780 | EN: 96/96 | DMG: 23 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 4 | LD: 4 | AA | PHASE | REC: 8

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 control. It helped her stay focused amongst other things and she was not about to put her team mates in danger. Sam's eyes widen as she felt, actually felt some pain in this notion. She continued, though. How was this even possible, what was this place?

Confusion swept over her and she had so many questions, but she couldn't find words to ask them. Something nudged her forward, turning to see Eruda's outreached arm. Taking a deep breath, she decides to start with the basics, the beginning. "Who are you outside this world, are you even human..." Everything that this person was able to do with whom was supposed to be dead, she would think this chick to be a robot or something. None of it made sense.

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 could toward it. After a long travel across a bridge of sorts, not really sure of the content of this passing, she was really just making sure that she didn't end up in the water. 

-OOF- her foot catches something and she falls flat on her face. "Ouch" she says before quickly lifting her HUD map and finding the blip vanish once again. "DAMN IT," saying as she hears another voice right next to her. Turning and sitting up, she sees Eruda... "Oh uh hi," she says closing her HUD's map for only a moment. She had not a clue where she was, glancing around, she could have sworn there was a blip her but all there was, was Eruda. Opening her HUD again quickly, the thing pops back up in a completely different location. An angry grunt before getting to her feet. "This Morrighan chick is hard to come by, I've been tracking her for days and feel like I've gotten no where." Glancing to Eruda with a brow rose, "What are you doing here?" A pause before shaking her head, "Never mind, gotta go find this chick..." Sam began to move, Eruda quickly gets to her feet and softly grabs Sam's arm. They meet eyes as Eruda says "You will not find her if she doesn't want to found, Sam." A calm and collected voice. It was the vibe that Eruda had gotten the last time that she and Nisa had truly spoken. "Oh, I will find her, no matter what," pulling her arm away with a small glare. Sam seemed very off. Eruda began to think about what was bothering her and why it was so important to find Morrighan. 

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 nerve gear. Everything was just pissing Sam off right now. That determination to find those answers that Freyd and Freya have yet to find amongst her own would be very helpful right about now. The fact that these dead souls just happened upon this Morrighan... Nisahime or whatever the hell her name was, it was none of her damn business. Simmone's brother, her savior and Freya's? Now Eruda's and Freya's sister. Sam didn't believe in fate. Shit didn't just happen just because, but this was starting to get really weird. 

This marker led her to floor 24, she was determined to get answers, she refused to be in the dark again. She refused to let herself go back into that selfless angry person, that was too much on the board. There was too much at risk to just sit around and let this white hair female do whatever the hell she wanted to. The entire Firm Anima guild has worked so hard to get to where they were now, to just have it all fall into a ditch... Sam was not going to let that happen... This girl could be a threat or she could be purely just a human messing with something that isn't hers. Sam was going to figure it out.

Running toward that marker and then randomly stopping, it would vanish, then reappear somewhere else... That in itself was weird. Was her HUD broken, did she bang on it one too many times and cause it to malfunction. Glancing around furiously trying to pin her down...

Tracking Morrighan

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 tears away, she would not shed another tear for this man. He shows up somehow in some way, shape or form in Freya, appears in front of her like it would fix anything and appears through Shiina to make the act final or something. Why does this Tuatha ghost dude get to play musical chairs with her friends. "I say she is just a coward," Sam glances to Freya. "Why does she not just walk to us like a normal person and just explain herself." Sam's eyes shift to Freyd now. "From the sound of it all you guys have is questions with more question. I think that we need to get actual answers, instead of just sitting here, fiddling out thumbs and talking about it. I think that we need to find her and deal with it up from." Sam turns toward the door and starts to walk toward it.

Sam was tired of feeling hopeless, that one day she might find out where she truly belonged. Having issues with this for a very long time now, she was going to find answers. Walking around on egg shells was doing nothing for anyone. "I am going to get answers." Sam refused to have another sleepless night. It was exhausting to say the least and she was unable to focus on anything but those dreams that poked through in her cat naps. Sam walks out the door without another word and closes her eyes. A name is all she needed to track this person down. Whoever this person was, she was going to figure it out. In the mean time, hopefully get some answers that have been lingering in her head for what seemed like her entire life.

Sam uses tracking on Morrighan

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 almost like he was protecting that King that he spoke of. Those pleading words meant absolutely no meaning in her eyes as soon as this came into her realization. Walking behind her guild keeping quite still, she readies her weapon. 

-Kill-

(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 words that he speaks, it seams that he has the same goal in mind just a different perspective on the matter. We did just come in swinging and until now, what the man was saying didn't make hardly any sense. Differences aside, we all want the same thing, the murder what lies ahead. We could help each other instead of killing one another. He might be that kind of person that doesn't know how to ask for the help that is obviously needed. We all want the same thing Raidou..." Sam puts her Ax's front on the ground, holding the hilt as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. Glancing to Eruda as she starts to easy back her weapon to look at Sam.

S. Makeshift Scather: Disarm -> (LD 19/30)

ID:202962 | Battle:3, Craft:1, Loot:2+1=3 (Paragon)

(0) Sam | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 32 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 5 | ACC: 7 (incl. AA) | PHASE | LD: 4 (+1 Loot) | | DRG.JEWEL | Stealth Bonus: 6
   (STM, Well Rested, AoE Shift, REC: 8)

@Raidou @Eruda

(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 one other set to full or damn near as she turns toward that gadget again. A few clicks and pulls of a bold it began to give a soft glow. It was almost deactivated, she would need help with that though...  

ID: 202779 | BD: 3 | CD: 11 | LD:18+1 (Paragon)=19

Free Action: Mass Healing Crystal [200856] (10% HP to each party member)
Post Action: S. Makeshift Scather: (LD 19/30)

(0)Sam | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 32 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 5 | ACC: 7 (incl. AA) | PHASE | LD: 4 (+1 Loot) | | DRG.JEWEL | Stealth Bonus: 6
   (STM, Well Rested, AoE Shift, REC: 8)
   (CD: Quick Change 0/3)

Morgenstern: 943*.10=94*1.1 (Survival) = +103 HP
Simmone: 828*.10= +82 HP

New Stat Blocks:
(4) @Morgenstern |HP: 910/943 | EN: 93/94 | DMG: 24 | MIT: 182 (-20, 1/2) | EVA: 2 | ACC: 3 (FOCUS) | BH: 51 (SURV) | LD: 0 (+1 Loot) | BLD IMMUNE | BRN IMMUNE | PARA IMMUNE | P.V.O | THRNS: 80 (incl. FL Thrns) (FL Thrn Crit 16/2)
   (Well Rested (2/2), No Shift)
   (HOWL [F])
   (CD: Howl 1/4)
(0)Simmoné | HP: 828/828 | EN: 76/90 | DMG: 30 | MIT: 63 (-20, 1/2) | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 (FOCUS) | LD: 8 (+1 Loot) | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | DRG.JEWEL
   (STM, Well Rested, AoE Shift, REC: 8)
   (Field Medic CD [0/3])

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 really did start out as a dream, but then it got weird."  Glancing to her hands now as she flips them to stare at her palms. "I was staring at that coffin that held this boy and then a shadow like thing just grabs me." Closing her eyes now taking another deep inhale. "This white-haired female grabs this black hand and pulls it from my clothing." That feeling, it felt so real, a hand goes to where he held her. "A weird sinister laugh from the kid," remembering what he said right after that was nothing but a calming voice. "He told me that it wasn't my fault, and that he did what he thought was right." Keeping those eyes closed as she felt wetness against her cheek again. "That boy knew what would have happened if he messed with fate." Those words flowed off her tongue like it was meant to be said. 

A few moments of silence before her brain began to run its own course of understanding. If she was meant to share, she was going to share everything, it was time to open up...

"An unrelated event happened with me and Shiina." Sam paused, trying to figure out exactly what took place on that sledding trip. Skipping the weird fun details, "Shiina hugged me and started to hum a song. Out of nowhere as the ground began to vibrate, Shiina shifts into that same blond boy." A smile peers on her face as she recalled what was said about her being a beautiful young lady and the crush thing. "He told me that he was proud of the way that I turned out and that he regretted nothing of what transpired that day." Another deep breath, it was a very weird day for her.

This was when she started getting no sleep. So much was rushing around randomly in her noggin. Glancing to Freya then to Freyd, eyes shifting to Raidou and locking eyes with him. "How is this happening... She told me to find her before that dream thing ended," pulling her fingers into fist now, "I don't think it was a dream at all, my hands were dusty and black from grabbing that coffin that boy was in..." Words fall silent to let everything sink 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 female, dreams..." was other people seeing this person. Everything was so confusing and she hated what she didn't understand. Sam always had the facts, the true ideals and the complete calculations of everything she knew about. With this though, she had nothing... She was terrified of that factor alone. Should she even go back to the guild hall, would they even believe her this time. Sam was haunted by her past, the more she thought about this dream thing and what that boy said, the more freaked out she became. How was it even there, he was dead. She saw that boy with her own eyes through a crowd, she was at his funeral. He was dead, so by the slim chance that he was there... Closing her eyes tight as her eyes began to swell with tears.

After a bit of time she gets out of bed, she had decided to give this one more chance. If Freyd knew anything about this female, why this man showed his face when he was suppose to be dead... Walking out her door, locking the bolt. She had that robe of hers back on. She had not worn it for some time now. Walking next door, she opens the large door slowly. Eyeing the people in here, Freya and Freyd, Raidou... She goes straight to a corner chair, sits and pulls her legs to her chest, as her heels sat on the edge of her chair. Her hands were placed on her knees as her nails were digging into the caps of her shins. Raidou was at the weird outburst the other day and she didn't say much more after that. She had just walked out, trying to forget about what happened, but it was obvious that she couldn't. Digging her nails deeper, small amounts of data could be seen... Sam sits there in silence, watching the rest of the group.

"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. Everything so unique, if paying attention with every item that she picked up, you would see her eyes glow a purple ish gray, her merchant side was starting to really show... Grabbing a few items and placing the seeds on the blanket.

Vanity Tag @Simmone

Seeds:

Seed Purchases:
[202726] Delta Rune (1) 150 Seeds
[202726a] Nametag (x1) 10 Seeds
Total: 168-160=8 Left

Tags:

1 -> Halloween Candy (x3) [202726b] , [202726c] , [202726d]
3 -> Reroll Tickets (x3) [202726e] , [202726f] , [202726g]
5 -> Candy Corn (x1) [202726h]
7 -> Perfect Armor/Shield (x5) of the player’s choice equal to their tier. [202726i] , [202726j] , [202726k] , [202726l] , [202726m]
10 -> Demonic Armor/Shield (x1) of the player’s choice equal to their tier. [202726n]

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 he hugs back. She would hold him to that promise. It hurt when he came back that second time as she didn't want to ever feel like that again. After a few minutes they both calm down, tears washed away. Eruda had just gotten back to the ledge. 

Pulling away from Lium now with a smile on both their faces, "Guys, this is my best friend Lium. He just joined the O&I for our guild a little while back. That is Eruda," pointing at Eruda, "And her twin sister Freya," pointing at her who was standing there staring down at him with a glare still. 

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 appreciate it at all. Making her worry like that was agonizing. It was a huge distraction from the little work she did in her shop. Leaning against the edge of the waterfront now, "You're wasting time, speak or I am gone, and you will never see me again." It was a bit harsh but it was what she felt at the moment.

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 happen unless he was truly serious about this. Sam didn't need more stress in her life, she needed a friend. Changing her outfit quickly, storming out the door, locking in behind her. Starting to walk past Lium now she calls over her shoulder, "We are going swimming." Heading straight for the swimming hole. Lium could follow if he wanted.

"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 woman, she wants me to find her. If it was a dream, should I even bother." Taking the coffee that was given to her in both hands. "Sleep, maybe I need sleep, haven't slept in days." Her voice was small but fast, like she was trying to rationalize what happened. Information like notes almost spurt from her face. This was what happened when she was trying to figure out something in games she was playing at the moment. Trying to divide and place order to her thinking and why it was the way it was. Sam felt lost right now and she didn't know how to fix it, her brain was on overload.

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 ran into the street to fetch a stupid ball and got pushed out of the way by a blond boy right before a car hit him. He saved me upon risking his own life. I recently had a dream, of this woman and this blond boy and at first I thought I was just dreaming, but when I woke I had remnants of what happened in that dream on my hands. Deem me fucking crazy, fine, but I know what I saw. It is on an entirely new level of insanity, but please, I am coming here asking for your guys help. I don't want to be lonely no more." Sam was really freaking out now. She never knew how to make that connection with this guild because she didn't know where to start. Sam needed them more than anything right now. She didn't want to be that girl on that computer again that trusted no one... Now more than ever, she was trying to reach out. 

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 to get out of her head. How was that even possible, how did she know what the hell that boy looked like. I made no fucking sense and it bugged the shit out of her.

Swinging the door open, a bit too quickly, as it slams against the back wall. Not realizing how many people we actually here, Sam's eyes lock to Simmonè. "I do my work just as efficiently as everyone here. I have been stuck on a white haired woman that showed me something that shouldn't even been possible. So do not tell me that I am not working, I am doing the best I can..." Sam did not care if she sounding crazy, it was a bit beyond what she would normally, but she has been feeling so off her rocker for a while now, and she had not a clue how she was suppose to handle something like this.

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, hearing clanking against the ground. Getting to her feet, picking her weapon of the ground as she begins to switch gears of her own. Placing her current weapon away, bringing out a different weapon. "It's time to rumbo," as she turns and faces the evil dude with a grin painted on her face. Twisting her battle ax to the other side of her, she was getting ready to get some action.

Free Action | Quick Change [CD 0/3]
Weapon Changed to This: Oracle's Watch - Inquiry (THBA-T4-Demonic): Absolute Accuracy, Accuracy 2, Phase
Sam's Stat Bar Changed to This: (0)Sam | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 32 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 5 | ACC: 7 | LD: 4 (+1 Loot) | AA | Phase | DRG.JEWEL
   (STM, Well Rested, AoE Shift, REC: 8)

Post Action | W. Makeshift Scather:  ID:202288 | Battle:4, Craft:2, Loot:15+1 (PARAGON) =16
34/30 Total

(0)Sam | HP: 851/851 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 32 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 5 | ACC: 4 | LD: 4 (+1 Loot) | BLD: 48 | ENV.O: 32 | FRSTB: 40 | STK: 40 | DRG.JEWEL
   (STM, Well Rested, AoE Shift, REC: 8)

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 breaking his heart. She was looking for him for so long before she just up and gave up. No matter what she had felt, she thought that she would never see him again, so Sam did the only rational thing she could. Forgot about him, this was what she needed to do in order to mend her own broken heart. If she knew back then that Lium was locked away, then surely things would be different. 

The only person besides Kat that she deemed worthy as a friend right now was Simmonè. This woman has taught her everything she knows about the worth of this game, but Sam and her have yet to have a real conversation about anything. It makes her sad knowing that they have spent all this time together and barely knows a thing about one another. 

Sitting by the falls of this floor, it really was a relaxing area. Some of the time she came down her to clear her mind about anything that was running through her head at the moment. Sam needed to start letting herself more to people, if not, then what was even the point of being saved. Listening to the running water as she opens her HUD, sending a message to Simmonè.