Garou

The wolfman strode ahead of her, too warmed by his blushing to be bothered by the heavy snowfall now. He looked up at the sign: MILLERWING DINER Best Wings You Can Ever Hope For On The Fourth Floor! He pushed into the wooden door and warmth, revealing a wide area stretching to the building's right with plenty of seats, booths, and tables. Couples were eating and hanging around, enjoying their lives together. In front of the door was the counter, where a friendly-looking NPC in his twenties with short, brown hair stood. Garou waited for Beatha, holding the door for her and looking shy

Yon coughed into his fist, turning his back on Beatha. "Well, I guess we'd better get going..." There was some distance between the former high-schoolers now, as the male one waited for the female to respond. One could cut the air between them with a knife.

Yon threw his head back and allowed the icy breeze to cool him down. He opened his green eyes slowly, peering above him and felt what he could swear to be an electrical shock running through his spine. He was shocked by what he saw above the two players. Wh-whaaat!? Its not even Christmas anymore! Whats up with this? Garou's face turned red once more.

PLEASE! PLEASE, GOD, DON'T LET ME FREEZE TO DEATH! NOT HERE, NOT NOW! He stopped under a large wooden arch between two buildings, gasping for air. They had just run to the other side of the village, which took several minutes. "Almost... there..." the lad panted out, squeezing Beatha's hand.

As CobaltsDream proposed her choice, the snow churned into a heavy storm. Yon immediately started shivering, and looked at Beatha as he grabbed her hand. "Well, there's no time to lose!" He began running as fast as he could, which was, well... fast.

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Yon paused for a moment to think of the answer. "Well, there is Millerwing Diner and some "Love Knot" mini-game..." The boy still wearing chained Victorian clothing let his voice fade when he got to saying "love," obviously feeling uncomfortable.

The girl pulled Yon out of his sulking, as he turned around to her and changed his expression to a more carefree one. "Heh... I guess you're right. Is there anything you'd like to do now...?" he asked, still shy of her.

"Hohoho!!!" Came the merchant's voice on Beatha's draw. It also reappeared in his bag of hostilities when she crushed it. Garou licked his lips and rubbed his gloveless hands together, preparing for his last attempt. The purple-haired boy snatched the first card in the bag, which said: -INSERT WITTY COMMENT ON HOW MUCH OF A LOSER YOU ARE HERE- He pulled away and dropped the card, cursing under his breath as he waited for CobaltsDream to finish off her own game.

He looked at the shady merchant NPC, who smirked and chuckled as Beatha rolled her eyes. The Chained Werewolf wished for all the luck in Aincrad as he put his hand in the bag, digging deep. He plucked out the lowest card he could find, which said: WOW. YOU ARE THE BIGGEST LOSER IN ALL OF SWORD ART ONLINE. HOW DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL, DIRTBAG!?!?!?!? Garou threw the card on the ground angrily, stomping on it. "How's that for lucky?" he spat at the merchant. In response, the NPC merely shrugged and laughed, automatically knowing which card it was. The card separated into blue shards as Yo

Yon blowed out air that was like a gentle hiss. He paid out the merchant some col and reached into the bag, ruffling through for a card. After a few seconds, the boy pulled a card out, read: JUMPIN' JALLOPY, YOU SURE ARE A FRIGGIN' LOSER!!!!! The lad sighed at his awful looking, paying for Beatha's three tries as well. "Your turn," he mumbled.

When Beatha leaned upon him, Yon sort of moved out of the way, thinking she had little space to move. He looked down at a seedy looking merchant holding a bag. "Uh... you wanna go first?"

"Hmmm..." He wasn't even sure either. "I think... we buy raffle tickets and we win if we get the "Lucky Draw...?" He laughed at his own dumb joke, but stumbled into the Lucky Draw stall. He seemed right.

"How about we play the... Eberronus Lucky Draw?" Yon asked, scratching his chin. In reality, Garou wanted to have a rough make-out session with the girl to feel alive in this death game, but he was too shy with her and it felt wrong to do such a thing to her. Silly festival mini-games would have to do.

Yon slowly reached out to hold Beatha's hand, taking it in a warm and gentle grip. He nodded as his mouth drooped open slightly in his embarrassment, then he turned away and held her hand tighter, beginning to walk. Alright, now where to, he wondered, trying not to let his new crush get to his head.

He looked up to her like a guilty puppy dog, then brightened his face. "S-sorry, its embarrassing... I don't talk with girls very often, especially ones that are so pretty..." He stood up in his discomfort, stretching in the cold weather as he made it clear he wanted to do something else now.

"N-no problem..." he muttered, his face reddening a bit more. He pulled away after a couple of seconds and took a deep breath, regaining his composure. "Please... call me Yon... Its my real name, but don't let anyone hear it, okay?" His voice was hushed and sounded a bit worried but friendly as he looked at the ground shyly.

He got up and walked to the vendor, buying a stuffed bear and a box of chocolates with his col. The Chained Werewolf then went up to Beatha with a bright, blushing smile. "Maybe these... will help you forget...?" He sat down beside her, shivering a bit nervously.

The boy's entire being tensed at the thought of Beatha being abused. Fires of vengeance roared to life within his soul and spirit tried to cry out, but he suppressed the savage emotions. I need to calm down... I barely know her, and thats long gone... He gagged silently on his throat and his voice croaked. "I'm... sorry, Beatha..."

He tried to smile at CobaltsDream, but it was a weak attempt. Snow began getting slightly heavier, but not by much. The vendors stood there as the snow magically avoided their wares. It was a good thing SAO was merciful to its NPCs (for the most part). "I... thought you had a boyfriend back in Scotland, though...?" Garou asked Beatha meekly.

Garou frowned when she sighed and looked away. A few vendors were passing by, carrying balloons, teddy bears, lolipops, chocolate, and other candy. He slowly pulled away from Beatha. "Did I say something wrong...?"

He chuckled lightly at the suggestion, wiping his tired eyes. Garou wrapped a cautious arm around his friend and pulling her close and snuggly to him. "No, you didn't. I guess sometimes I forget how to feel in this cold world... Aincrad..." He felt nervous bringing her in like this, so warm and close, but he didn't care much at the moment. Right now he was just glad to be alive and meet this wonderful girl. As some annoying kids used to say back at school: #YOLO

The purple-haired boy sat in silence, unsure of what to do next. Am I supposed to flirt with her? Or is that inappropriate towards her? God, I wish I knew... To keep his brain from splitting in two, the lad examined as vendors passed by with Valentine's Day related merchandise. He scanned as people were so close to each other, both physically and emotionally in the festival. But with him and CobaltsDream... well, they felt floors apart to him.

He rubbed his bicep and sighed, feeling a little goofy amidst the older players who seemed to value the splendors of romance over the younger kids. "I'm sorry, Beatha. Maybe you'll find someone here, in Aincrad." His words were sincere and as polite as he could make them. The Chained Werewolf found an empty bench to sit on and cross his legs.

Garou frowned at the thought of Beatha being single. "Really? That's strange, you're quite beautiful." He didn't know what he was saying until it was out of his mouth and on the table. He then jumped back and made funny noises with his mouth while he covered it with both hands. "OH, GOD! SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO MEAN ANYTHING OR ANYTHING!" His words sounded pretty stupid as they rushed forth.