Shikari

"i figured it's just easier to keep moving than to stop," shikari mumbled to himself, as one final point in addition to everyone else's words. to the fox lady, he nodded, "i don't know how it happened, but it's best to settle it as though he was under some unique circumstances. got stuck in the loading screen for a good hour or so -- turns out, a good few years had passed in the time in between." he held no ill sentiment from taka batting his hand away. in fact, hearing the man lash out in grievance but made him smile. he remembered acting the same a long time ago, before he'd managed to

"that's... what i'd been trying to tell you." to be fair, shikari didn't really know what to expect, either, telling them about the truth that they were all stuck in a death game. so taka was taking this way harder than he'd expected. he knelt, wondering if he should place a hand on the other player's head before deciding to do so anyway, as though it was a gesture of comfort. "yeah. i know this is a lot to take in," he continued, looking up towards wulfrin and the fox-looking woman. "but i mean -- you two, we've been around the game for this long, haven't we? it's been about at leas

"as far as you're aware," shikari returned, arms folded, shooting wulfrin a grin with a similar amount of smugness. "and where i'm concerned is that this guy, right here --" he gestured to taka for emphasis, "-- had spawned in here like he wasn't using a teleport crystal. so say what you would about it. he said something about an hour-long loading screen, and we know how time dilation gets our perception of being stuck in here messed up." the man shook his head, and pulled up his menu to verify for taka. a missing logout button, right where he'd expected it, too. he remembered seeing it t

"you mean kayaba?" shikari laughed. "yeah. the team really made the experience phenomenal, i suppose. it's hard to believe so much is indistinguishable from our experience outside of here. and, hell, you haven't seen anything just yet -- you should try the food they've put in here some time! i could go for some roast pork kebabs right about now..." they took the path towards the black iron palace. the road there was scarce with players, and it was emptier so within. light that poured in from the outside was filtered through blue-tinted windows of stained glass, and each step they took upo

shikari shook his head. "no. not just hardcore--" but it seemed as though his words were to fall upon deaf ears. he ran his hand through the back of his hair, a wry expression found on his lips. with how taka had started to ramble about being excited to tackle the game, he did wonder if they would begin to draw a crowd, and he scanned their surroundings as though looking for a single particular person -- marquis. but she wasn't back yet, and he was hesitant to end their interaction here, even if taka wasn't going to take shikari at his own word. so what was the best to convince him,

"your fridge?" it took him a moment to process the home appliance -- because, of course, the real-world technology was a much more accessible piece of furniture than the ones he'd seen inside the game. had it really been so long since they'd been out of their virtual reality? in the interim, he took taka's hand and shook it. "shikari. i'm not so much a hunter myself at the moment though." the man chuckled, the corner of his smile tight for a brief moment. "i used to be, but that's a different story. ... monster-slaying is a pretty big ordeal these days." there was a brie

it didn't matter if marquis was right, and shikari's memory was indeed failing. by the way the player had talked, it really did seem as though they were new to the game -- and it didn't help that they had a really good reason behind the facade. shikari chuckled. "you too? i had some problems with my wifi when i was starting out too, sure... but nothing drastic enough for an hour." as much as he was grinning, his eyes behind his mask had told a different tale. because, suppose it had been true -- somehow, within the outside world, they really had been managed by external forces, and this y

no no no, someone definitely caught sight of this new player logging on. it was so abrupt, even, that shikari had gestured towards the stranger in the distance, mouth agape, just as he shook marquis' shoulder. shook, not tapped. the woman beside him flinched and made a noise of surprised, mixed with annoyance. a hasty, "what, what?" beckoned nothing from the man, despite marquis pulling her gaze away from her console, and she stared blankly at the space before her. the teleport plaza, as uninteresting as it ever was. "you didn't see it?" "see what? i've been keeping my eyes

Shikari | Lv. 1 | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 4 | THORNS: 18 | MIT: 6 "what even is that, anyway?" "not something you'd actually want inflicted on you as a real person." the two strode in, unaware of their carelessness. there were only a few days left before the festival ended, and they hadn't even wanted to look through the event. "it's not like we've done so before," marquis had stated nonchalantly with a shrug. bistro's message had hung in between them like a loaded gun. "why find the need to now?" "it sounds like fun," shikari returned with a nod, after a

shikari: oh! thanks!! -> 100 flower petals from night.

<<eal:bsm>> Shikari | Lv. 1 | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 7 | THORNS: 28 | MIT: 6 | ACC: 3 | LD: 3 | PROSP: 3

shikari: also thank you! :)

shikari: no? shikari: yoink!

shikari: thanks!

shikari: omg ur shield's so neat though i wish i had smth like that now :( marquis: u could just marquis: buy another piece shikari: ure right o_o