Baldur

Baldur was surprised when Mari suddenly got close, and then embraced him, placing her face against his chest and holding him, and after a moment, he held her back, giving her a light squeeze. When she pulled back and continued, Baldur still tried to make sense of what could make some do that to themselves. Most people stepped off the edge to make it end. He wasn't sure if what Mari did was better or worse, but at least she was here. One foot in front of the last. He wanted to tell her she was crazy for doing that, that she could have come to him. He could have locked her up somewhere private,

Baldur closed his eyes to hold back tears. I would have to come to visit you. But he didn't say the words He couldn't say the words; they would just be more knives. In his minds eye, he could imagine her situation, the horrors of it. She had chosen to do this to herself? He felt furious with Raidou. The man should have known better; should have talked her out of this torture. When he opened his eyes again to look at her, a small tear trailed down his face. "It's called the rule of three." He croaked out, wiping the small tear away with sleeve of his yukata. "Three minutes without air

So many little nuggets dropped in what she had to say. He didn't know about Oikawa confessing to her. He thought Oikawa had confessed to Kiru too. It seemed more like the man was trying to find someone to latch onto, and he could see why he chose the two of them. Though Mari and Kiru had similarities, they were also two wildly different people. If he guessed it, he probably felt that Oikawa saw a kindred spirit in Mari, and someone whose pain and past was similar enough to his own that he felt he could confide in her, and that she would understand what he was going through. Still, Baldur shook

It seemed she was ready to speak her feelings now. He shifted a quarter turn, to show her that she had his full attention without her having to sit there under the full weight of his gaze. They could both still look out at the garden, but his body language was inviting towards what she wanted to share with him. He filled up his little cup, and then raised to his lips, this time sipping it slowly. "Of course." He tried to keep his tone and mannerisms open and welcoming. He wanted her to feel free to speak as much or as little as she wanted. "You don't owe me anything, but I would

Baldur picked up the small cup of shochu and gave Mari a pleased smile, holding it up. "Kampai." He said, then took a sip, savoring the flavors and forming his opinion on the matter, but he finish the small glass quickly. "It's Ume-zing" His eyes sparkled with a little bit of mirth, before he set the cup back down. Supposedly it was bad luck to pour your own sake, but Baldur was never one to buy into superstition, especially in a video game. But he would pace himself. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, and made time for some girls day out. Connection is important to us in here." There h

As they sat back down, Baldur let Mari's thoughts wander as they wanted. He could see that coming here and talking to him was an undertaking, no doubt she felt guilt and would try to punish herself as she often had before. But she also seemed at ease here, like she could finally let her hair down and breath for a moment. "It sounds like you have had some fun adventures, I'm glad to hear that. You have always been so hard on yourself, it's good to hear that you've made some connections that are truly yours rather than just your pasts'" He fiddled with the flute, not nervously, but mor

Baldur was sitting on the engawa behind the opened shoji panel walls that made up the living room of his main house. During the day when he was home, the panels were always moved open, allowing a nice breeze to permeate the home. It also opened up to beautiful landscapes on either side. The front of the house opened up to the massive pond that his home was built around, and he would often sit there and dangle his toes into the water. Hirru often fished in that lack, and he could see Cal and the others practicing in the dojo from there. But for music, he sought solitude. Not to be alone, b

Thread Summary Word Count: 8,153 Base XP: 8,153 / 5 = 1,630 Baldur Tier 9: x9=14,675 Snow Tier 3: x3=4,890 Quest Rewards 1000 Experience Points ((Snow only, Baldur has completed the quest)) Each player receives: Monkey Agility (Uncommon Consumable [potion]) A strange potion that boosts the user's Evasion by 1. Lasts for one thread. REWARD ACHIEVED | If Sewallus accompanies the party and survives Unlock <<TECH-D>> collected sword art.

The path from the red torii gate to the dock by boat, from the dock to the Coliseum by foot, and down memory lane by heart went quietly. He wasn't sure if he would ever hear from Acanthus again. He liked her. He had hoped they could have spent more time together, and she had seemed enamored with his garden. He had hoped, like many wounded souls before her, they could keep each other company and fend off the darkness together. But she didn't reach back out to him, and he didn't push. Perhaps she felt like he was too broken to be worth the time, but Baldur knew that was fragile perspective.

Baldur watched with baited breath, unable to move from his sword art, as the boss turned its first attack on Ciela. When the strike didn't even move her health bar, he let out another breath. If that was the fight, then they had nothing to worry about. And then something changed. In the chaos of battle, the target was unselected by the system, and he lost sight of the boss. Quickly glancing around, he realized he could see two of Hirru. He selected one, but it showed the cursor of an enemy. He glanced over, selecting the other wise his eyes, but both Hirru were shown as attackable targets

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Baldur looked over his shoulder at Jomei as they made their way to the tavern called "The Red Fox." They were going to help out Wulfrin and Morningstar. They were both very talented fighters, their style very technical, and they were both very considerate about their actions, Wulfrin a single instance of exception anyways. "Have you worked with Morningstar or Wulfrin before?" Baldur couldn't remember who was in Jomei's party in the last raid, or whom he might have fought with in the previous one that Baldur had missed. "They've both managed to impress me. Star wanted to invite u

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Baldur ran in side by side with Wulrin, but unlike a giant bear, they could only get so close together. Baldur slowed his gait and went a little wide. Suddenly, Wulfrin managed to disarm the boss. Shock crossed Baldur's eyes, but the steel grey never lost focus. With the sword gone from the boss' hand, the shape of the battlefield changed. When Wulfrin cleared the space for Baldur, he was immediately coming in from the now empty handed side, using the boss' own momentum against it and crashing the kisera of his katana into the chest plate of the dark knight. Luminous cracks spread over th

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