PP(Ssendom and Meokka) F10 - Bird in a Cage Tartarus

[Guest Meokka]

Tartarus: A giant prison structure that appears long abandoned. It is said to be a nest of monsters from small undead creatures to even the occasional dragon. Tread carefully when entering this monster infested area and avoid having to camp the night out inside it.

The paralyzation was wearing off again. She had a lot of time to reflect. How many days had it been? The only reason this red guild didn't kill her was to keep from turning reds. They could stay green and not draw attention to themselves, and yet this is what they did when they thought someone was out of their depth. Perhaps they were killed. Perhaps they were still watching. She looked at the chains on her wrists. She tugged and saw the immortal object indicator flag up. She winced feeling as though she couldn't move again. It's funny. In the real world. This was exactly what she must look like. A doll. She closed her eyes and tried to think. At least the game provided some sort of retreat. Being in only one's own mind.....Now that was a prison. Not this. She could scream and draw monsters to herself, but what was the point of that? What if someday someone won the game? Surely there had to be players alive still. They wouldn't keep a game running for someone trapped in a cell. Her fingers waved. She was unable to call up the menu screen for lack of movement. She sighed and slowly stood up. As she moved her arm she was frozen again. Paralyzed. It was several minutes before he body jerked. She exhaled and knelt down. She was scrapping the stone floor the chains. Every now and then she'd be forced to stop. Her captors dumped so much paralyze potions on the chains it was likely she'd never move again. Until now. It was wearing thin! Dirt and grim got into the cuff that bound her. Fragments of light illuminated the room around her making her squint. It was so dark, and damn and cold. There were loud scraping sounds and Meokka froze up on baited breath. A monster? She just closed her eyes. Praying that it wouldn't find her. She had done well to stay so still all these days. The sounded faded. Other cell doors creaked open or closed. The dust balled up distorting even more of her vision. One needed <<Night Vision>> in here to see well at all. The light fragments just shattered around her and it was near perfect dark. Her hair was plastered to her face, and she hadn't seen sunlight in possibly months. SHe wondered if eating the fake food of this world would do anything to her pallet. Now she had no want of food or sleep. Her mind was always on. Small spiders ran around the darkened floor. Bones could be heard rattling. Meokka moved her hands curiously. That light. What had it meant? The potions. They finally ran out. She waved her arms and there was the menu. She stared on baited breath. Tears rolled down he dirt ridden face as she stared silently in aw. There was only one thing she could do. Without even looking at her messages. Without looking through her things. Her fingers quickly found their way to one name......He was alive.After what felt like years. All she wanted was to be reunited with him.

To: Ssendom From Meokka: Lost

I'm trapped in Tartarus. Please come find me with a prepared party.

 

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She sent the message. After the ping she heard creatures moving around. There was a pit in her stomach and her eyes darted past the cell walls.

               

 

 

Edited January 7, 2016 by Meokka

[Ssendom 0]

Ssendom was laying on his comfortable bed in the Azure Brigade Guild Hall, he was staring at the tall ceiling with thoughts clouding his mind. He was still having a hard time believing everything he had accomplished over the months since he had hit the bottom of his depression. He finally began to realize that this entire time he had been depressed, he found himself avoiding people and generally sticking to his lonesome completely due to it all. Not one other soul had seen the inside of his room in the Guild Hall, and he had a hunch the others thought it was unfair that he got the biggest room despite them all being on the same rank as him. Ontop of that he had prevented anyone from entering it as well, he sighed at the thought then closed his eyes.

He began to think of what truly caused his depression, and brought him into a state of constant self-punishment. He had obtained the Berserker Unique Skill and became one of the three most decorated players in all of Aincrad as he was one of the only three completely clad in unique equipment from head to toe. He was beginning to unravel everything that was truly getting to him since he tried his damnedest to avoid thinking or even talking about the situation in it's entirety. It all came down to the one person who had obtained his heart, then found a way to crush it into small fragments. Meokka was at the cause of it all, he still didn't know the true reason why she abandoned him and refused to answer his messages. After a long time he assumed she left of her own volition instead of ending the relationship, and the anger was finally completely catching up to him.

As he was about to burst and shout in rage, an unexpected "Ding" sound was heard, he opened his eyes to see he had a message, "Is it from another person asking to do a pointless boss quest, cause I am getting sick and ti-" He stopped mid sentence, flung himself up from his laying position to. His jaw dropped as he couldn't believe what he was reading, Dom hadn't even read what the contents of the message. Just the name of the person whom sent the message caused him to go from sheer rage to a complete stop in all actions. He pressed on the message and read it, then gritted his teeth, "She didn't abandon me." Was all he muttered. He immediately rushed to equip his unique gear and armor then headed straight long for the Teleportation gate. He had someone he needed to rescue, and he wasn't going to hesitate one moment to do so either.

[Guest Meokka]

There was a loud scream in the depth of the place. Was that a guild member that was there placing potions on the chains every few weeks? She tugged on the six foot chain. Meokka managed to get under the rotting bed board of the cell. She went into her inventory and called on her armor and weapon. She rubbed her eyes with her left sleeve and tried to relax. She remembered being afraid of those sounds for many weeks. Only recently had it destroyed her ability to feel fear. The sounds were a comfort. The damning of souls and monsters. She gave up crying out to heroes and heroins. For some reason they couldn't hear her. Yet the noise told her one thing. She wasn't alone, and it wasn't pure silence.  Yet right now. That lack of feel shattered. She had a chance to move on from this point. She swallowed and her throat felt raw.

Her eyes glanced up at her menu screen. She dreaded and waited with anticipation for a reply. Would it draw monsters and demons? Had he forgotten her? The sides of her mouth twitched as she felt a scream boiling up inside of her. How she missed him and yearned for not just touch but conversation. Her fingers dug into the dirt and stone ground under her.

There was another loud wail and a breeze around her. Her eyes went wide as a specter ghosted past her cell. She stared at her inbox. 

Don't reply.......Don't reply.......Don't see me disappear from your box. Not like this....

[Ssendom 0]

(OOC: Will find her on an 18+)

Dom made strides upon strides through the outskirts of the thirteenth floor to the Teleportation gate, he knew he read that he should bring a party, but this was a far more important situation to bother others with. He needed to get to her, and he needed to get to her this very moment. There was no time to pester people to help, not even enough time to put his hands on the interface keyboard to ask for help. His pride and worry superceded his thoughts and logic, he was in full speed letting his heart and body guide him through this instead of relying on planning and thinking.

After teleporting into the Yomi on the tenth floor, he blitzed forward seething with pure rage. He would undo the very existence of those that harmed the woman he promised to protect. They weren't the only people he wanted to completely destroy either. He was enraged at himself as well for thinking so little of the bluenette, so angry that he failed to hold up to his promise. She could have been killed and it would have been completely and one hundred percent his fault. He wanted to drive his blade into his face just for the sheer punishment aspect. But his heart overcame these thoughts of anger towards himself, he repeated the same thing in his head over and over, 'I will save you Meokka.' like a broken record player.

He happened to be the one person who explored the most of Tartarus, so he had a hunch of a few locations that she could possibly be stored. He had the map up in front of himself as he ran, knowing the spawn patterns and mob congregation locations as to avoid them completely to gain time. He grabbed out his chicken wings and tore through them with his teeth, alongside bringing out a Bloodrage crystal infused Steak Kabobs. Consuming all his food empowered him to heights he was sure not many had the luxury of witnessing.

ID: 44506 | LD: 10 + 1 = 11 (Didn't Find Meokka)

Changes Stats: 10 DMG -> 16 | ACC 2 (1 in Tartarus) -> 3 (2 in Tartarus) | LD: 0 -> 1 | EVA 2 -> -1

[Guest Meokka]

After several minutes. She realized there was no answer. Her heart sank, and yet she was happy. The monsters wouldn't get her from the chime. She looked at the chain that wrapped it's way up to the wall. Carefully, she stood up. Meokka placed one knee on the rotting board and a creek bellowed. She had inadvertently held her breath. The woman moved forwards slowly, and like nails on a chalkboard the board creaked. She closed her eyes as the nose resounded in her ears. Dust fell from every corner of the room. Finally she sat still and opened her dust laden lashes. Her hands found the metal chain, and she clutched it's edges. It was rough and she could almost tasted the flakes of rust in her hand. She leg go with one hand and called up her menu and called forth her working hammer. Her heart was pounding. So loudly that she could hear it in her ears. She tried to swallow but this time it much of a desert in her mouth. She almost coughed but shuttered to keep it in. She raised her hammer and struck against the chain. There was a loud clang, and there was indication of it being an immortal object. She heard rattling behind her, and whispers in the dark. She braced against the wall, her lip twitching. After a moment she collected herself and raised her hammer again. She'd wait. For the rattling of bones, moving corpses, or a scream to strike the chains that bound her. That way the noise would be muffled. At least. She hoped. 

[Ssendom 0]

Dom was hastily moving, constant steps, never hesitating to keep momentum even if he came to a dead end. He'd slam his foot into the wall to kick off and gain more speed causing an immortal object symbol to appear. He was moving so fast he didn't have time to think, the only thing he knew was he couldn't leave a single crevice, nook, cranny, anything of the sort unchecked in the case it were a false wall. His hand was constantly on the walls with enough force to push just incase.

He was becoming more and more frustrated as he couldn't tell if he were getting closer or farther to her, he needed another message to give him an alert of location or something. Just went he was about to punch the wall, he heard a very, but still audible clang. Like a hammer hitting a metal object, it could have come from players fighting enemies. But, for some reason to Dom it was the answer he was looking for. To him it felt like the notice he needed.

He checked his map and noticed that he was on the tail end of the soundwave, it gave him a direction to head towards. He had been going the wrong way from what the sound indicated, he launched himself forward at top speed keeping his ears ready to hear anything like the same sound just in case she was actually giving him notice or warning of her whereabouts. He was flustered, frustrated, and all sorts of pissed. But he finally felt a small feeling of relief for some reason, he just knew he would find her.

ID: 44510 | LD: 13 + 1 = 14 (Meokka Not Found)

[Guest Meokka]

She heard something roar in the distance and quickly brought her hammer down. With another clang her heart jumped. What if that roar was for her. She looked over he shoulder at the darkness, but her hand raised again with the hammer. What if they come back? What would kill her first? Her head began to spin around. There's always a time limit. How long would hospitals keep them all? How long for a red guild member to come and off her? How long before a monster got interested? 

There was a crunching of bones and her eyes went wide. She struck down against the chain again. This time it broke apart like a dead leaf. The fragments illuminated her tired body for a moment. She looked around the cell and saw keys hanging from a rusted hook not to far outside of her cell. Blood dripping from every corner of the room. Then it was gone as the fragments of a destroyed item had vanished. 

Meokka looked down barely able to make out her wrists at all. There was a small chain on each end. So she was lucky. Not every link of the chain was an immortal object. Thank the stars she was a blacksmith. She put her hammer away and called forth her lance. Now. Time for that key. Hopefully it was for the door and not the cuffs.

[Ssendom 0]

Ssendom had to come to a complete stop as he heard the sound of the hammer coming back down once again, he needed to calm himself and collect his thoughts real fast. He brought up his inventory and set the equipment bonus stats from his Commandant's Pendant to the Necklace that Meokka had given him. The dungeon was beginning to get too dark for him, so it was time he called in someone who could make this situation better. He put his fingers to his mouth and did a special whistle.

A small mass of blue light appeared on his shoulder, then bursted. Amethyst was standing on his shoulder, the purple flaming phoenix's whelps fire was illuminating the place enough that Dom could see, but it wasn't good enough if he got into combat and had to fight with someone. He looked at his bird, "Look, this is urgent Amethyst. I'll tell you everything later, but I need you to be far more alert than you ever have been in your entire life." The sheer seriousness and focus in his voice startled Amethyst for a second before the bird nodded and readied itself.

He heard the hammer strike again, for some reason he felt as though he could feel the vibrations through the walls. He was getting a lot closer, he could feel it. He launched forward causing Amethyst to almost lose it's balance and have to fly to catch back up to it's master who was running with enough speed and power to hit like a literal freight train. Nothing was going to hinder him anymore, even if he needed to consume more food to increase the chances of finding Meokka.

ID: 44511 | LD: 12 + 2 = 14

[Guest Meokka]

SHe moved off the poor excuse for a bed. She turned and went closer to the cell bars. Dead hands clasped the ice cold metal, which made the noise of a gong in Meokka's ears. The teal haired woman fell back on her rear. Her head snapped back against the board, and her vision began to twist and turn. She gagged on what seemed like water, but how could that be? She hadn't had water in days. Her purple eyes became small beads as she realized she couldn't breath. Meokka kicked and hit her head against the board. Her eyes stared mangled bleeding corpse. The words immortal object flashing as it banged it's decrepit corpse against the bars. Meokka gagged as her eyes rolled back. After a few seconds there was a loud ringing in her ears. She had tried to spit something up in the real world. A nurse had probably came to her aid. She could hear a loud monitor noise in her head. Maybe she was just disoriented.

After a moment of composure, she looked at the creature tying to rampage it's way into her cell. She raised her lance up and tried to stab it through the bars. It only grabbed her lance and yanked forcefully. Meokka was pulled forwards but kept her wits about her and let go. The fragments lit up the room again and she pulled her lance from her inventory once more, and backed away. 

"Tch, you can't just take it. It's bound to me." she glared at the direction she saw the disgusting figure. She heard more noises around her. She slowly backed away with her eyes closed. Her grunts with the skirmish must have alerted other mobs in the area. She felt her knees hit the wood and she fell upon it. She jumped a bit with a muffled squeak like noise.

[Ssendom 0]

The sound of the banging hammer had stopped, and he could feel his heart physically drop. He slowed his pace down to a complete halt, placing his hand on the wall pressing his fingers against it tightly as possible. He began to have doubts about if the hammer sounds were the correct thing to be folloinwg. What if it had just been a player fighting enemy mobs inside the dungeon, he cursed himself in his head for getting so flustered so easily. He hated feeling like he was an absolute disappointment, his mind once angry at the bluenette for abandoning, now tearing itself apart since he felt so responsible and gut wrenchingly guilty.

He became more and more frustrated, he began to slam the side of his fist into the wall with enough strength to cause the system to show the Immortal object sign. He gritted his teeth as tightly as possible, he hated himself and couldn't help but loathe the very man he was. Amethyst chirped at Dom in a worried like tone, but the Berserker was far too lost in thought to hear the bird. He didn't pay attention to the path he took to get to where he was because he went solely off instinct.

The bird then pecked him in the face forcing his attention onto it, he looked over at the bird who then flew out in front of him chirping wildly and angrily. He smiled looking down, "You're right Amethyst, I cannot give up. It's the first sign I have been given about my past." He slammed his hand into the wall again even more violently as he picked his head up to look forward, determination taking over, "I will find Meokka. And bring her back home!" He shouted. Immediately he launched back off the ground toward the centralized location of the banging hammer. Amethyst barely got back upon Dom's shoulder since it knew it would not keep up with the man.

ID: 44529 | LD: 9 + 2 = 11 (Meokka still not found)

[Guest Meokka]

She sat their for what felt like an eternity. More monsters pushed up against the cell doors. Yet they dispersed after so many minutes. She got up and rattled the cage door wondering if she could get out, but it was all for naught. She tried to move between the bars. It looked possible, but the game didn't allow it. She huffed and called up her lance. She reached forwards the key ring. She pressed herself firmly against the the bars. The grim and sludge stained her clothes and face. She mentally promised herself one hell of a bath. Even if it wasn't real. Meokka managed to get her lance through the metal ring the key was on, and carefully allowed it to slide down the lance. The girth of the lance made it so it couldn't ride all the way down it's base. So she had to very carefully move backwards, pulling the lance back into the cell.

Do I wait in here? They could back at any moment though. What if they don't? How tough are the monsters here? What's the best course of action?

-To: Ssendom

I got a key to my cell. I don't know if my captors are returning this time. Are you coming? Is anyone on their way? I'll run out if I'm not answered in 4 minutes.

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It was then Meokka had a twist in her stomach. What if Ssen was the one that got her into this mess? He dealt with PKers. Could he have ordered it? No, that can't be right. It'd be more likely the fact she wouldn't sell to PKers that got her into this mess. She yelled at herself for doubting him, and chalked it up to nerves and panic. She glanced at the timer she set up for herself in the corner of her HUD. Three minutes left. Had she sent this while he was asleep? What was the server time? She pulled up her menu bar and looked. No, it didn't seem likely he'd be asleep. She bit her bottom lip wondering what he was doing. She looked up again and called away her lance. She sat down on her rickety wood plank bed. Meokka acted like she was still chained down. 

[Ssendom 0]

Ssendom stopped running when he saw he had another message, "Tch, this isn't the time for people to be messaging me." He said to himself, but he selected it just in case to check who it was from. The second he read Meokka's name a light popped on in his head, he opened the message while simultaneously pulling up his map. He remembered that when he is looking at a map when someone messages, he can snag the coordinates from where the sent it. He grinned as the spot appeared, he no longer needed to search idly he had exactly where he needed to go to save her.
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To: Meokka

I know exactly where you are now. Sit still and stay safe, I'll be there in just a minute.
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He sent the message, and looked at the path he had to take. Luckily he had traversed this area, he never knew there was a hidden door since he was always injecting himself into combat with mobs constantly. He closed the map after setting his route, looked forward then whispered to himself, "I'm coming Meo-chan." He gripped his fists tight and dashed forward with vigor. He never slowed down, when he came to corners he needed to go around he arced his running path to keep a constant speed, he felt as though he were going faster than he had ever gone before.

He finally turned around a corner that had the door where she was being kept, he saw 4 green symbols in the air as one of them was about to push open the door to the exact coordinates to the spot they hid Meokka. Each of them abruptly stopped all their motions to look at Dom, each of theirs eyes open wide as could be seen because of the light that emitted from Amethyst. "Where is she?" He said in an angry tone.

"W-Where is who?" The one at the door said in a frightened and scared manner, "W-we just found a secret door and we were going to go inside to see about l-loot." His words were weak and choppy hoping that the man who approached them wouldn't try to push his way forward.

Dom gritted his teeth, his anger had reached it's limit, "Wrong words bub." He cracked his fists then reached back for his curved greatsword,

One of larger guys in the back grabbed his two-handed Axe, "Let's just kill this guy, there are four of us and one of him!" He exclaimed.

The larger man looked at his friend who was trembling in fear. He was far scrawnier, but his eyes were lit green due to his Night Vision skill. "I-I-I-I don't know if w-we can win against him." His trembling voice caused the other three to look at him, "That's the B-Berserker from Azure Brigade!" He exclaimed as well.

But by this point Dom had already begun to approach them, his blade screeching against the wall as. The bigger one in the back brought up his Axe to drop down on Dom's head, causing his green crystal to turn orange. The strength of the man was admirable, but paled in comparison to Dom's, "You just gave each of them a death sentence." The words echoed out of his mouth as though he were some sort of demon, He gripped his blade tight, "Enjoy you trip to hell!" He exclaimed as he cleaved through each player causing his own crystal to turn orange.

As the blade slid through each player, they all took in their last breath as they each saw their HP drop down to zero. As Dom slid his sword into it's socket each of them exploded into thousands of data particles. He immediately looked at the door, then kicked it with all the strength in his legs. The Immortal Object sign appeared as the door flew into the room and thudded on the ground, "MEOKKA! ARE YOU HERE!?" He shouted loud with a worried tone. Amethyst flew into the room to help brighten the room.

ID: 44710 | BD: 3 + 2 = 5 (Miss) [Jargin]

ID: 44711 | BD: 9 = (Crit) [Ssendom]

HP List
Ssendom 193/193
   Energy 13/37

Jargin 0/100 15 MIT 204 - 15 = 189
   16/25

Morif 0/140 5 MIT 204 - 5 = 199
   35/35

Setsarazan 0/108 25 MIT 204 - 25 = 179
   27/27

Thaumin 0/124 0 MIT -204
   31/31

 

[Guest Meokka]

She looked up at the sudden reply. She felt as if strong arms were around her at this very moment. She smiled to herself and swung her legs. The creaking of the wood didn't even bother her. As she sat back against the cold stone wall waiting, she heard yelling not far from her. Screaming and shattering as well. Her head snapped up as she heard the commotion. Meokka stood up and stared at the direction she heard the noise. She quickly called forth her lance. Her breathing got heavy in worry. She didn't even care if her armor was dirty right now. That her hair was matted and twice as long as it had been before. She tried to ready her charge skill. Then did a double take as it was no longer there. Her lip quivered a bit. The patch really did a number. She clutched her lance as she saw tremble in her grasp. She narrowed her purple eyes at the incoming person. Her eyes went wide as she heard Ssendom's booming voice. Then it went dry at the tone he had used.  A shiver ran down her spine. Suddenly she winced and shut her eyes as a bird illuminated the room. She looked at it for a moment.

"I- I'm here." She called out.

She waited on baited breath. Wondering if he had changed at all since she saw him last. Hope and joy filled her. Almost as equally as fear and dread. She shouldn't be afraid of Ssen, and yet in her present state she was.

[Ssendom 0]

Ssendom looked over and saw her, he rushed to the iron wrought door that stood between them, "I finally found you!" The Black Hydra Skull was adorned on his head, he dropped his menu and set his helmet to invisible. Tears became visible on his face, he had never cried over anything since before elementary school. But, for the first time in a very, very long time he was actually crying. The bluenette ran through his head for the past months, something deep down inside his mind he always thought that Meokka truly didn't abandon him, but he had no way to prove it either way.

He grabbed the bars of the door and pulled on it, one thing he realized was the immortal object sign didn't appear. He inputted far more strength into pulling it with this bit of information, he pulled to the point he used all his all his might. After a second he completely ripped out the iron wrought door from it's hinges and tossed it to the side. He stepped in and knelt down trying to show her that there wasn't anything to truly fear. The light from Amethyst shown the fact he was wearing the same armor she had made for him long in the past, though he had replaced his shoulderplates with Dragon Head shaped stained glass shoulder pads. The necklace she had gifted to him was dangling from his neck, "If you're worried about the Orange Crystal over my head, I just obtained that from your captors." He explained in a soft voice, tears dropping form his face to the ground, "I-I have you back, finally." He closed his eyes as he couldn't prevent the tears from streaming down his face.

[Guest Meokka]

Her eyes blurred. When he started crying, so did she. Her heart ached, and fear pushed forward without question. It didn't matter how much he tried to explain. The only thing she could register was his red crystal. She grabbed her weapon. She tried to activate her charge ability, but she did not have it anymore. Would she really have attacked 'him' though? The red only burned brighter in her vision. At this point she couldn't even see the man she loved because of it. Her stomach twisted in knots. His calm voice did nothing. Her ears were ringing loudly from being disoriented from her situation. She gave a sob and trembled. Her mind wondered to the worst case scenario, and her vision become strange to her. Laughing faces, and brutal grotesque images were everywhere. Suddenly Ssendom was gone, and she was just on her knees crying. Was this her mind going through a form of derivation? 

Meokka heard a loud piercing, blood curdling scream. She had no idea it was her own. Her lance vanished into her inventory. If he was truly going to harm her, he'd do it. All she wanted to do was go home. Yet right now she felt like giving up. Maybe it was because he was here. That she felt she could falter. Meokka reached a hand out for him in her crazed state, trying to combat her own demons. Could this be the true power of being inside this dungeon for long periods of time? She wasn't completely sure.

"Sen-kun!"

She didn't realize how loud she was being, but hoped he would comfort her, as she stayed on the floor of the cell in tears. Terrified, yet happy to not be alone.

[Ssendom 0]

Dom looked up as she stood on her feet, his eyes widened as she aimed her spear tip at him. His eyes still watered with tears, he ultimately was happy that he found Meokka, but a new fear began to roar in the depths of Dom's soul. He yearned to be back with her for the past months, even though he said how much he disagreed with doing so. He avoided everyone and his own feelings just to create the illusion that he was better off alone, but now that she had returned in his sights. It seemed as thought she was absolutely disgusted with him, he had given up being a green player and took the lives for four people which would be etched into his memories for the rest of his entire life just for her. And it was becoming apparent that she might not even want see his face ever again.

She dropped her weapon and down to her knees, she was slowly starting to lose her mind completely. She was screaming at the top of her lungs and truly going mad in all senses of the word. He didn't know how she would react but he needed to take her home, he got up to his feet and walked over to her kneeling down onto his knee's. He moved his arms under her knee's and upperback, then lifted her up completely. He didn't care if she did bring out her spear and drive it through his heart, he didn't care what actions she would retaliate with or the harm she would truly cause to him. He care more about the Bluenette than anything else in this entire world.

He walked with her in his arms toward the Orochi boss room since he would have to travel a few hundred miles to bring her back to the Guild Hall that resided on the thirteenth floor. His head leaned forward a small amount as the weight of agony resided on his mind, his hair fell forward covering his eyes, but he didn't need to see where he was walking since he already knew the path. And for the first time since he had the bird, it was calm and standing vigilant on his shoulder unsure of what to do at the time. The bird was worried about the feeling it's mater was feeling, it was worried about the woman whom he risked his own life to save. It simply stood there on his shoulder unmoving as he walked at a slow and saddening pace, illuminating his path so he could see rocks that littered the ground.

He bit his lip hard,so much so that red data particles began to leak from his mouth, He didn't know what to do. Dom was completely conflicted in his own mind, trying not to mentally kill himself which would probably make things easier for him, he opened his mouth, "If you wish me to put you down. I will do so. But if you will let me, please let me walk you back to my home and bring you to safety." His lip quivering as he said, the obvious sadness in his voice was apparent. The Dreadnought, known for his brutality, intimidation, ferocity, power, and above all prideful mannerisms. He was reduced to man bleeding in his heart and soul as the woman he loved could cause him such emotional trauma, though he would still go to the ends of the earth and put his literal life on the line for the girl he carried.

[Guest Meokka]

Her hair not only covered his face but brushed passed his ankles in length. Meokka always had longish hair. She use to place them in buns to appear shorter. She was trembling in his arms. She wasn't totally sure where he was taking her or anything. If he wanted to kill her he would have. The screams. Remembering them made her body shutter. If this was the love of her life there was only one thing to do then. One way to check.

"There's a quest. To turn your name green. Lets do it. As soon as we can." she had interrupted him and didn't mind. 

She slowly moved her head back to stare at him for a bit. Her fingers touched his lower lip. He wouldn't be in such pain if he wanted to end her life. Worst case scenario aside, maybe this was actually the best case scenario. She had hoped he'd come save her for so long. Yet the putrid lies she was told all those days. She leaned forwards and sucked gently on his lip to stop the red flow.

"They spun so many webs of lies, and I had nothing else to listen to, to keep my mind sane. I didn't know I started to believe it. When I saw the crystal even after what you told me. I remember some of the higher ups had red crystals as well. You morphed into them right in front of me. I was clinging onto hope so long. I didn't realize my hope had changed to praying for death." She was afraid for her existence. Being forgotten, or ending before getting back home. Yet at this moment still. She'd rather have death so the pain would end. "I'm not myself anymore am I. After the quest. Remind me who I am. For I fear. I'm lost." She hugged him tightly as her trust in him began to return.

[Ssendom 0]

His eyes still hidden by his overly fluffy bangs since he seemed to have taken very good care of his own hair, despite being known as a man who was constantly out in the nasty fields slaughtering minions by the hundreds or thousands. He was still able to see her long luscious blue hair though it was matted and gnarly due to undernourishment while deep in the depths of Tartarus. Dom knew the one big thing that she would want more than anything first and foremost would be a shower, the chance to wash the grim and even possibly the thoughts so they could flow with the water into the drain. Luckily since Dom had put up half the cost of the Guild Hall, his room was the largest and also yielded the nicest bathroom out of all the rooms.

He finally approached the 13th floor when she made a request to return his crystal to green, he held his tongue for a minute. He didn't realize how exhausted he truly was when he attempted to respond to her, all the running, the searching, the fighting, everything was wearing down on the Berserker and he could barely keep his pace. But ultimately he continued forward, mustering the last of his strength to keep his eyes open and feet moving. Her fingers slowly touched his lips causing his eyes to open a slight bit wider, though still hidden by the bangs of his hair. He leaned up and forward and sucked on the spot on his lips that were seething red data particles from his vicious bite against himself, as if it were actually blood streaming down his chin.

She began to vent about the things they had done to her mentally and physically as he opened the doors to the Guild Hall. Which stood even taller and nearly as large as the town known as Angel's Point. He made a straight line towards his room which was on the upper most floor. Upon reaching the grand doors which was the largest room in the place, he pushed it open and set her on her feet in his room. Clad in a decadent royal purple and silk white on almost everything in the room. He closed the door behind himself and collapsed on the floor breathing heavily. He turned around resting his back against the door, "I am sorry for everything. I wish I had known about it, I would have come to save you sooner. I am sorry for killing those men, but they weren't truly innocent." He responded to her statements, he dropped his finger and withdrew his Curved Unique Greatsword. He grabbed the blade tightly and aimed the hilt at Meokka, "I think you're the same charming woman I fell in love with all those months ago, but if you think I've changed into someone you can't stand then drive this blade into my heart." He told her with a look of conviction in his eyes, "I am sorry for the web of lies they molded your brain to believe, but there is nothing that would ever make me what they are. Regardless of this red indicator. I hope you do not pray for death, and I'm leaving the option of my life in your hands." He took a deep breath with tears streaming down the side of his face.

"Meokka, no matter what. I still love you." Was the last words he said before he closed his eyes and let her choose whether to knock the blade away, or drive it into his heart, and end his life.

[Guest Meokka]

She looked at the blade and she rejected the trade forcing it to shatter in her hands. The data streamed around the two of them, and ultimately returned ton Ssendom's inventory. Seeing that, she knew. Ssen wasn't going to kill her. Ssen wasn't going to idly throw her away. Then her face turned cold as she frowned for a moment. She was the person he fell in love with that was true, but something wasn't.

"Even if I"m lied too that won't turn me into a killer. I wouldn't kill unless you were in danger. You also forgot to bring a party. How do you think I would have felt if something happened to you! I would have surely died if i knew I killed you! I would have jumped off a building or something!" she reprimanded him slightly. Though she calmed down and trembled slightly. Meokka let out a sigh and then looked up at the glorious guild as he walked through it. Her jaw felt slack. "Are you sure I"m not dead." she was stunned by it in all honesty. "It reflects your personality Sen-kun.....This is.....Your guild?" She stared at how majestic it was. How powerful it seemed. To some it could be seen as intimidating, but to her it showed the attention to detail Sen-kun had. The warmth in his heart to make something home like and extravagant. "Only you could make a place this wonderful and gorgeous in such an ugly world." She hoped this would be her sanctuary as well.

She let herself down from his arms finally and stared up at him. She moved his heavy armored arm over her shoulder. "It's okay, I've got you now.."  She had been resting that whole time that her energy was returning with veracity. Her wish to move and not be tied down ran through her. She soldiered on and helped him through the majestic halls. She'd marvel more at it later. Right now he needed to rest.

She looked at the purple room before them and allowed him to open it. She helped him inside. She dragged him to his bed and flopped him onto it. She watched him for a moment then ran off to close the door. She went into her default clothes and moved closer to Ssendom. He still loved her. She smiled warmly at that. Meokka sat on the floor next to his bed. She'd wait until he awoke. Still to timid to use the facilities without his permission. Tears ran down her eyes. Was she dreaming? She rubbed at her face. Happy but scared all at once.

Edited January 12, 2016 by Meokka

[Ssendom 0]

Meokka rejected the blade, causing the powerful weapon to materialize back into his inventory. For once since the last time the two had been together, Ssendom was truly happy and relieved to hear something. He smile and closed his eyes, "Thank you, princess." Then the bluenette helped him to his feet, and plopped him on his velvet sheets.

He was breathing heavily as he thought he was dreaming, that he would awake and the messages would never have appeared in his inventory. He looked at her as his eyes drooped more and more, Dom smiled happily, "I know you want to wash yourself and take a shower. Please, feel relaxed and comfortable." His voice slowly grew weaker and weaker as he drifted off to sleep, the system triggered his armor dematerialization as well as his weapon, since he had set the parameters of the room to automatically utilize the action if he managed to fall asleep with unequipping his gear. As the blue light dispersed, he was wearing his frayed brown pants with no shirt, shoes, gloves, belts, or scarf as was normally usual of his non-battle attire. He rolled over towards Meokka and reached his hand out towards her as if he were reaching for something in his dream. To which he slept peacefully, for the first time in many, many months.