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At least the strangeness wasn't one sided, Kasumi counted her blessings as she'd exhale all the tension she'd been holding onto up until now. "its ok, I'm also pretty nervous." she'd offer some shared relief poking at the one slice of cake she'd taken, another nibble of overtly sugary fudge with an upside down fork. "Well lemme see. Eruda likes clothes, and uh... Reading. She cooks a lot but not advanced stuff." It was surprisingly easier to lay out a description of someone else then herself. Spinning her finger in the water with a fork sticking out of her face, the girl takes to listening int

It was either the heat from the water or Freya's strange hyperactive leaping from topic to topic that was making her head spin. It was all just a little overwhelming, and very very strange. Kasumi sinks in just a little deeper, covering the lower half of her face with the water. Peeking out with just her eyes, kind of how a gator would. The blonde was excitable and bombastic, wound up and felt completely random. Trying her best to compute the odd ball expression of all these facts like they were going to end up on some sort of pop quiz, Kasumi hesitates as she slinks back up to allow herself t

After poking at the confectionary for a bit, she finally pokes a bit into her face. It was quite sweet and very very, chocolate. Her poor hips would not appreciate it. The girl would pull the fork out and point it toward Freya limply. "To be fair, I don't know you well enough to know what's weird for you." Running the fork through the frosting, it seemed really heavy and she debated if even a single slice was too much. "It was two years, I came in 3rd my first year." The statement broke off clean without her paying it too much thought at first, until it sink past the surface. The fork of a sma

Sliding her feet back as her hands lower, the immediate urge to start swinging would subside. After all as a member of O&I and working so closely with Freyd had her rather familiar with cardinal creatures wearing peoples skin and pretending to be them. They normally did weird crap like this, so it was the only rational conclusion to this rather 'odd' attempt of a get together. "Uh, ok?" The girl responds almost defeated, finding the spur of the moment invitation mixed with the complexity of unmatched variables to be a bit jarring. Slinking back toward the walk-in, she'd strip down to her s

The girl finally arrives at the hotsprings, with her bathing suit worn under her normal combat gii. Watching on in a hesitant curiosity as players wander in and out of the various caverns of natural springs. Tilting around counters, listening for something that would convey trouble she cannot seem to find any. That addled sense of confusion would build even further, as she starts to feel the touch of embarrassment as players take notice of her creeping around corners and peeking into the rooms. Eventually she'll stumble upon Freya wo was sitting there in one of the many hotspring areas, wrappe

Chasing around a tiny piggy with a fork the girl extrudes with a smile and a grumble in her voice. "I'ma eat cha~" As the thing would squeal and rush beneath the seam of the couch, its fat butt sticking out of it and trying to pop itself inside. A notification causes her to slow, the fork becoming more limp in her right hand. A flick of her wrist using the utensil like a magic wand, she'd pop the little message open. Her eyes trailing like a type writer as she reads what is written. Something from Freya of all people, one of her guildmates and they'd spent a couple of quests together here and

Nope don't need this shit anymore: Gold Star Sticker (+1 of either DMG/LD/15 Mit, treated as Totems charge [1/3]) @Morningstar

6/25/25 - Roll made on 4/21/24 Name: Kurokō no Tamashii (黒鋼の魂) Profession: Artisan Rank: 10 Roll ID: 190961 Roll Result: CD: 11+1/LD: 1 Item Type: Trinket Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: Accuracy 2, Recovery 2 Post Link: Here Description:

6/25/25 Demonic Upgrade: 190961, T4/Perfect/Trinket + 1 Demonic Shard = Name: Kurokō no Tamashii (黒鋼の魂) Profession: Artisan Rank: 10 Roll ID: 190961 Roll Result: CD: 11+1/LD: 1 Item Type: Trinket Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: Accuracy 2, Recovery 2 Post Link:

Paragon (50) Claim: Paragon Level 50 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, x3 Paragon Tier Up Tickets [243586a] [243586b] [243586c]

10/26/24 Demonic Upgrade: [Kasumi] Mugen Tenshin Decree [Tierless/Perfect/Trinket] (3 Accuracy) + 1 Demonic Shard = Mugen Tenshin Decree [Tierless/Demonic/Trinket] (3 Accuracy, 1 Evasion) [Celeste] Platinum Buckle [181003/Tierless/Trinket/Perfect]: Accuracy 3 + 1 Demonic Shard = Platinum Buckle [Tierless/Trinket/Demonic]: Accuracy 3, 1 Evasion Evaluation (12/20/22) + 1 Demonic Shard = Name: The Black Lotus - Jurojin Profession: Artisan Rank: 10 Roll

Thread Closure: Kasumi | [Word Count: 5367/10 = 536.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.7] = 3006 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 450 col Koga | [Word Count: 5367/10 = 536.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.7] = 3006 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 450 col Final Rewards: Kasumi | 3006 EXP Koga | 3006 EXP, 900 Col

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Charge CD {2/3} A pivot of her body would find her hands sweep like hands on a clock, mirroring one another as they are drawn in toward her right hip. Her wrists become linked together, and once it touches down they alight in pink. Surging in a gaining glow, she jerks into her foe and drives both in a joined extension of her arms. Palms open they slam the towering foe square in the chest, causing its chest to cave inward and bits of bone fire out of the back in a gruesome display. The force carries, sending the lumbering behemoth tumbling. It

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN Shiina's song seemed to push the necrotic field from beneath their target, sending it reeling in a harrowing screech. Kasumi saw clearly her opportunity, and with the aura coming off Shiina her hands and feet burned with that intention. The gentle ping of her HUD foreshadows her disappearing into a shower of flower petals, and within an instant she was roaring a twist of her body in a clockwise turn. Her right leg slides across in a breakneck slam of the flat of her foot, twisting the skull at a 90 degree pivot as it connects. The thing is the

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN A darker figure, almost like a black robe with a faded purple front accent bleeds from the wall. Upon its head a skull of an elk or deer, the antlers large and imposing. It would produce a singular black rod and stamp it into the stonework, sending a wave of inky blackness out from where it stood. The sounds begin to scream reminiscent of Shiina's and those within its range would feel their stomachs churn, as the negative energy started to drain their strength. It recants in a language that is unintelligible, causing the room to darken. O