Raidou

NIGHT seemed to freeze, as a glass in her grasp began to splinter and fracture with her clutching it so tightly. He'd allow in silence for the girl to speak her piece, something stewing beneath. Milling about behind an insistent parade of tapping and small give-aways that played through body language. Others within the building seeking solace behind any object they could muster to place themselves between the tension from two players accented and of obvious higher levels. Seeking shelter from the conflict. It wasn't until the girl would leave, presumably hunting for her own exit, that Raidou b

A quiet stance as NIGHT spoke her reflection, peeling pieces apart and misinterpreting most of what he'd define. "The key word is allies. We simply do not have the luxury of catering to enemies hoping they will decide to be allies eventually. Our manpower as players is limited, even more so as our numbers diminish. Putting them down humanely is all we can do, and that is not limited to just the cardinal's creations. Some players do in fact fall under that scope." He allowed the grim reality of that statement to sink in, eying that glass and silently wishing they were elsewhere where he wouldn'

"Observably yes. I was willing to put down Gabrandr and for two simple reasons." Finding no ire in her words, despite the fact it started to seem as though she was troubled. Tapping the side of a tea cup, finding a strange bit of irony in the fact, for once, he wasn't the angry one. "One, none of the evidence suggested that Gabrandr was anything more than a hostile. Attacking first, aiming a bunch of weapons at the ceiling above us. A snap of his fingers, like his creator, could have had the entire place cave in. As much as we'd like to believe he was at our mercy, we were still at ends." Runn

ID:206354 | Battle:2, Craft:1, Loot:8 (No Proc), +66 via BH, OOC: 150 ish words of nothing because it's immune to TECH shift. A slight exhale as Raidou begins to widen his stance, pushing the glasses up the bridge of his nose as he starts to gain focus. "Recover your strength." catching the slight uneasiness in the girl's breath, the subtle little catch as she breathed, was basically on blast to his acute hearing. The gleam of his blade, causes the creature to second guess any hostility. Instead, it rounds slowly, weighing its options carefully. His legs remain planted as the automaton pr

ID:206347 | Battle:5, Craft:12, Loot:13 [+8 EN] A nod as he pivots, raking that stone he'd obtained from Ariel down the blade again. It rekindles the fleeting fire, and in one broad and rapid cleave it connects with the thing's right shoulder. It sheers off clean, clipping off an arm and carves a smoldering blue flame through its chest. The monster shrieks in disdain, and from the players flanks as if in response, the loud sound of pistons firing. "Not quite." Raidou repeats himself from before, drawing attention to the fact he'd never assume that enemies 'were the last' What comes b

Pushing his hand off of his face, smearing the age of a day along with it. He tries desperately to dive into his work, starting to take a plant and work it in an mortar. Grinding it to a powder, small flakes of green, not unlike tea from a bag. He plucks the vessel and turns it over the top of a large sphere, seeing those flakes drop like snow inside to the awaiting liquid. His fingers clutch to a dial and with a twist heat begins to raise, the mixture within starting to boil. It slowly starts to shift into a green color, matching the herb added. An intense stare at that glass, seeing his own

ID:206340 | Battle:8, Craft:4, Loot:1 (No Proc), +66 via BH Turning on his heel, and driving that burning blade through the one he had by the gullet. It screams in agony as that hunk of steel passes through, much easier than it should be able to. The smattering of exploding glass is punched out the back of the beast, before Raidou pivots and dislodges it in a violent twist. It skips upon the first connection, another in succession before it starts to grind. Raidou rips the Ebon Star up and catches a set of still smoldering claws on the flat of the blade, a spray of sparks from the impact

His feet carry him back to the town of beginnings, a face that looked like it had endured a mountain of conflict. The clatter of his feet upon a gateway, and through a murmur he whispers "Floor 3, Aruyt". The gate illuminates in a sudden flare, and with a pulse it fires him up two floors in the blink of an eye. Aruyt was dead, not a soul in sight. All that remained was the gentle orange glow bleeding through small slits in walls. Portraying the occupants within, and the slight sounds of movement as he passes past those small openings. Footfalls bring him out the large barricade of wood and vin

A snap almost in horror as she clambers out with both hands to the escape. Once it shatters, the girl was gone, and Raidou lets out a sigh of relief. A pent-up strength muddied with sadness. The smallest of crunches on a dirt path, before shaped into a patter of grass. The nomad leans down, placing a set of fingers where the bodies once lay. "It didn't have to end this way." escapes his lips, for within an instant four lives crossed his path. Four lives sought the sun with waxen wings. Four tombstones replaced them after they fell. "Why does no one seem to listen, are willing to stake their li

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A hand entering his pocket, he'd pull at some vial filled with thick black liquid that mirrored the creature. Is she afraid? The thought skimmed past, taking acknowledgement of the girl's demeanor shift. Uncorking the vial and showing it to the slime before tossing the bottle onto the floor, "A trade." he comments. Consuming it and the glass together, it seemed content. "I wish that wasn't true. The fact is, that players choose to starve." A gentle sigh, only the slight sound of almost boiling beside the table as the familiar thickened. "Leading and controlling only what would make others sick

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ID:206259 | Battle:1, Craft:5, Loot:11 (No Proc) "Not quite." Raidou remarks, drawing the pillar fragment again down the length of his blade and causing it to spark in that same cyan blue flame. Twisting and slamming the creature in the floor, it rakes his skin in reluctance. Trying so desperately to stop the strike with a failed attempt. Raidou pivots and latches a hand around a creature's throat. Ripping that appendage back, he drags the thing by the heels, forcing a scent of concern as it clambers aggressively to the wanderer's hand. Storms above scatter in bright flashes, painting the

"Alright." weighing what she held, he wasn't one to drink coffee, so he was honestly not a fair judge. "Take advantage, hardly." Leaning back and removing a slip of paper and sketching something down, a single line to a basic chores list. As to check on it later. He'd place his hand on the table, and slowly a black sludge begins to take shape like a sphere. "NIGHT, I believe you've met him before. This is Juiblex." Waiting for him to take some semblance of solidarity. "He isn't a tool, he isn't something that I command or dominate. He is my partner." About the size of a soft ball, but a fracti

"That is true, isn't it." lifting a hand to gain the attention of the waitress, who began to pour some more slightly terrible drip coffee into the girl's cup. Reaching into his pocket, he'd place down the coin to front the bill. After all, he was the one to invite her here. She was already offering her time, at least he could pay for her stay. "Free as in freedom, to choose, to exist. Hope and fact are two entirely separate things, I can hope for something and know it to be false. Proof on either front would be nearly impossible to find, given we cannot glean what happens in the background. On

Moving slightly to adjust in his chair, leaning forward and resting his head on a pair of folded hands. "Perhaps you are right, I've weighed the possibility that Akihiko had mistakenly made an AI that had slipped its own bounds. Silently hoped that perhaps we'd found unintended allies in that were meant to be the prison guards. Gabrandr was the most recent for consideration, a hostile made ally through a prompt. As if the system itself was asking us if we were willing. But it could have well been a single instance, and simply coded into this one moment intentionally. Conjecture, with little ro

Quietly, Raidou weighs the girl's analysis, his right hand pressed to his chin throughout the account. "You've given this quite a lot of thought. I won't pretend to understand how a game functions, this was my first." Slowly slinking the thermos above the table, keeping eyes on the few that would catch him red-handed. Pouring in a bit more, capping it and setting the thing in his lap. "From what I could glean during my travels, however, everything seems to follow a set pattern, a consistency that at first can appear random." A slight clink of the platter the cup rested upon as the guy picks it

"Swing that way?" The semblance eventually stuck, turning his head and placing a hand to his chin as if in deep thought. "oh, OH." Raidou immediately turns bright red. Waving his hands in front of him with a dismissive shake of his head 'no' "I had no idea, uh does that mean Yuki? Wait Crozeph..." Trying to peel apart the pieces of the massive network of intertwining lines. "Love interest aside, I..." he'd get caught in his words, looking at the girl as her arms would shrink up. "I'm sorry, I thought you'd held some key. I didn't mean to overwhelm you." His shoulders start to hang, as he stare

The man slinks back in his chair a bit, moving closer to the table to rest his elbows upon its surface. "Yet, only two of us felt so strongly as to hold their blades against the others. Have you been betrayed in the past? Or Perhaps you believed that someone would circumvent the decision the others would make?" Opening his inventory on his own, shooting glances to the owner of the establishment before he clutches the tea cup and gives a brisk splash into a neighboring plant. "Hirru, I know of, but do not know him personally. He is a member of Jacob's Ladder, a few odds and ends through that ne

Another reply finds its way adjacent under his own, still estranged by the lack of any punctuation or capitalization by this media. What's worse is, he finds himself desperately trying to decipher what it was that was written. "What even is this?" The wanderer remarks, making himself appear even weirder to the other patrons. But the proof was, he never really spoke to kids his own age. With an earnest intensity, it wasn't until NIGHT would arrive that he'd even look away, a slight narrowing of his eyes that widen. "I see, I wasn't certain you'd show." A wave of his hand dismisses slightly tran

Raidou gazed hesitantly into a glass, feeling uneasy simply because he was being watched. Here he was, potentially moments from leaving, and yet it was as if he was expected to order something to be in here. "I uh..." He coughs into a balled up fist to get the waitress's attention, lifting a hand in an awkward display. "Can I order, some tea?" A twisted glare as she slides a pencil across the page, folding the book shut with a hostile snap. Raidou exhales a sigh of relief as a message *pops* in, confirming his fears on two fronts. 'im the player that stood by hirru in the f26 fight'

The smells of brimstone still lingered on his robe, ever pungent from cannon fire not but days ago. Stuck to his thoughts like glue, the very hesitant exchange where the frontlines had fractured. The pair that had defended Gabrandr to the bitter end, moments before a war zone played out above. All hell had broken loose over the course of a few hours, and it left most of the players present in a funk and exhausted. Some sought solace in affairs to raise spirits, and from a visit to Baldur's estate the thought of it had clung there in persistent adhesive. "I have to set the record straight,

ID:205939 | Battle:6, Craft:7, Loot:20 (+8 EN) A chained detonation as two fell to Hidden's plight, operating from the dark as blindness claimed their vision. Health bars empty and evaporate, lights becoming pronounced as they cease to exist. Raidou keeps solid and immediately upon their demise more rush from the confines of that blackened building. Their numbers were to continue until empty, having heard the sounds of conflict and regrew. Raising his blade, another surcharge of electricity from above is caught and dumped down the length of his blade. It screams with power from above, and

ID:205667 | Battle:5, Craft:7, Loot:4 (+8 EN) Hidden only appears temporarily, dealing some damage and seeming to almost argue with herself. An almost hesitation before disappearing again. Raidou twists and drops the current ringing electricity pulsing through <<The Ebon Star>>. In his offhand, a small blue stone finds the space near the base of the hilt, and a sharp rip as he springs forward sees it light in cyan flames. Cutting right into the scattered and confused group, he connects with surprising force. His robe follows after the concussive blast, a layer of ash taking to

ID:205649 | Battle:2, Craft:1, Loot:17 (No Proc) The softest murmur, the change in temperature notable even through his survival skill. The door continued to be met with a cacophany of blows as those inside so desperately craved the assistance of the one plucked clean and allowed outside. It shrieked in horror, clambering to attempt to put out the flames in bluish white stuck to its skin. That small dot popping up, and the lowest sound. Feminine, and recognizable. "This just became much easier." Raidou comments, the thickened red film building. A flutter of red as his blade rips up, catch