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Jomei

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  1. "Sorry." Jomei said over to Nari, who rushed to his side thinking he was in some sort of danger. "I was just trying to save these people.. I won't let them die because we couldn't strengthen our defenses enough." All of the soldiers and captains who remained had now breached the wall, and were evenly divided between trying to crush the only two bodies getting in their way of total destruction, and slowly tearing the buildings down one by one. Peeking at Nari's health bar, he used the moment of respite to place a hand on Nari's shoulder, "I'll try and take some of the pressure off of you.. The
  2. The town was becoming the battlefield, rather than outside of the town as was their intention. The Kind's soldiers continued to ransack the poor village, smashing windows and doors, setting the households ablaze, and sending them toppling to the ground. Smoke and dust continued to blacken the sky and the town itself, with a horrifying red-orange hue due to the burning fires all around. Jomei watching in horror as a group of soldiers began dragging a couple out of their home, blades to their neck, while tossing lit torches through shattered windows. "No!" the ginger shouted, as he barrele
  3. As one of the buildings that served as extra support for the wall quickly engulfed in flames and crumpled to the ground, the wall itself caught ablaze. The soldiers of the Night King's army made quick work to break down the supports and slowly begin to pour into the town proper. Another two buildings were quickly ransacked and destroyed in the process. Jomei sucked his teeth as he heard the sounds of houses being turned to rubble, they were moving too slow. The Captain's horse reared into the air, the soldier upon its back raising its weapon high into the sky. Jomei quickly retreated wit
  4. Memories seemed to flash back all at once. Like strikes of lightning, violently illuminating a pitch black, night sky. Images of the boss fight against the Leviathan on the twenty fourth floor. He had been put in charge of heading the planning on that one as well... after some infighting between players. Had he been more confident, they would not have almost experienced their first defeat from a floor boss. Another flash saw his friends, comrades, frozen solid due to the beast's power, some knocked far from the fray.. others retreating out of fear. Finally, only him standing there.. face to fa
  5. All Jomei could hear was shouting, screaming, and cursing from the hole that Nari had dug in an attempt to create some sort of a hidden trap. "Guess she's not fairing very well..." Jomei said to himself from his own hole, before continuing to dig deeper and deeper. Once he felt the trap was deep enough, he worked his way upwards to climb out of the hole. Of course, using snow as a gripping point didn't exactly help, as he managed to simply pull loose snow down into the hole he had created. "Dammit." he cursed to himself under his breath.. at least he had gotten out of the hole and didn't bury
  6. TEAM A "A truce?" Jomei responded with a laugh, "My dear lady, being my friend just makes you a bigger target for me." he added with a wink.The Irishman, like a monkey in a tree, gently swung back and forth as he glared back down at Lessa, that smirk not fading, a symbol of his resolve to not go quietly into the night.. or afternoon, in this case. Before any other words, or snowballs, could be hurled by the two, a stray ball of white pelted Lessa from a third player. Nari, the sniper in question, decided to also wage war on the blonde.. which only seemed to ignite that flame within the wo
  7. Jomei and Nari began to work on some of the traps, snagging bunches of some of the smaller, yet still thick branches that had been sharpened to a point. Should be simple enough. Shove the stakes into the ground at an angle with the point sticking outwards. Almost like a fence, but tilted outwards rather than straight up and down. There were probably plenty of ways to set up this trap, tying the stakes together at point, creating a base to easily support them.. they could have even tied them to higher up points on the wall. Nari and Jomei attempted none of those, and instead struggled.
  8. Luckily the party had not started yet. It was because of the silence that Jomei was able to hear the light knocking on the wooden door downstairs. "Probably should have let people know to just come in." he said with a chuckle to Adere in the corner of the room. Leaving the living room and moving down the stairs, he would open the door to see Nari, dressed for the occasion with a wrapped gift in her hands. "Hey, early or not its still Christmas. Please come in." he said with a smile, stepping out of the way so she could enter. "As long as Hirru doesn't floor my kitchen like he did Koga's, every
  9. Jomei looked over the message reply from Lessa with a warm smile. A wave of his hand and the screen was deposited into the void, allowing him to bring his attention back to Hikoru behind the counter. ".. and you can add a caramel apple cider to that. Hot." With the two drinks in hand, the ginger took one of the quiet tables within the coffee shop, close enough that he could still converse with his old friend while waiting for Lessa to arrive. It was nice to catch up with Hikoru, even though he had put his adventuring days behind him. The two had spoken until the ring of the bell above th
  10. Jomei's lips pursed as Nari began to laugh at his misfortune. He would only let out a small growl as he grabbed a shovel and made his way to the outside of the partially build barrier. Digging a deep enough hole should be simple enough, in comparison to setting up 10 foot tall stakes in the ground while under pressure. Planting his feet in the snow, he would drive the nose of the shovel into the snow and dirt. Taking purchase, he would press the shovel deeper into the Earth with his boot, before scooping it out of the ground and to the side. "Yeah, like you were such a big help with putti
  11. Team A The ball of snow left his gloved hand, hurling towards his target. He could not help but beam a smile in their direction, whether it hit her or not, he was still having fun. Retreating back behind the trunk of the tree, he carefully situated himself, securing a bit more snow from the branches around him. There wasn't much to work with.. he could maybe make one or two more, he assumed. A bit smaller than the last, but just as round and packed, Jomei gently held onto the projectile, waiting for his next target. A very familiar voice called out, and Jomei immediately swung out fr
  12. Jomei smriks, "You really think I'm gonna just tell them what to do and not get my hands dirty?" Jomei looked at the piles of wood and logs, "Yeah.. lets start with making a wall. I think leaving an opening for them to funnel through might be a good idea for us to handle them." Squatting down, Jomei attempted to help lift one of the logs Nari needed help with. Heavy, but the two of them were able to move it without much issue. "Alright uh.. lets stand it upright here." Jomei gestured, and the two were able to stand the log up straight. "Now.. how do we keep it in place?" Jomei questioned, look
  13. Jomei the emerald duelist The idea of some sort of social activity really excited Jomei, though he might not have admitted it out loud. He had been stuck inside and alone for so long, he just needed to scratch that social itch. So when the message from Cardinal went out about a little snowball fight, he immediately went to the coordinates. So when other players slowly started showing up.. Jomei was already there, waiting. He had chosen a tree close enough to the wide open battlefield, with branches thick and low enough that he cou
  14. Throwing parties was never his forte, usually he was more of a patron that a host. The last time he had put together something like this was small scale, just for members of the guild that once was. Now, all of them had gone their separate ways, and Jomei was left on his own. However, that all seemed to go well.. so how hard would it be to open the invitation to anyone interested. Koga had done it this time last year, and the party was.. well, as one would expect any gathering in Aincrad to go- filled with joy, and fun but with enough chaos to balance that out. It was thanks to Koga's party th
  15. Jomei and Nari followed along with the NPCs as they suggested building up the town's defenses against the looming threat of the Night King's army. "Do you have a strong guard presence? Or anyone able to fight?" The elderly man shook his head, "The few guards we have stationed at the pathways out of the city are trained to keep the peace. They are not soldiers meant for battle. They will assist in guiding the townsfolk to shelters. This is why we are so desperate for your assistance." Jomei simply nodded in response, looking over to Nari to see her feelings on the situation. In that same moment
  16. "Hah, was wondering when something like this would come around. A little bit of non-life threatening action could be just what I need."
  17. Jomei the emerald duelist "Hah..hah.." The closer the two made it to Snowfrost, the clearer the paths were. The steps they needed to take sunk less into the snow and met solid ground more often, allowing for faster travel. Of course, by then, they were already out of breath from starting their race in almost ankle deep snow. Heavy breaths pushed out from his lungs as he slowed to a stop just inside of the settlement's safe zone. "Phew." Back pressed to the wall of a nearby building, his chest rose and fell as he caught his breath. "Raci
  18. "Hah" Jomei barked a laugh at Nari's humorous 'threat', if it could be called that. "You say that like you know where I live." He playfully points a finger in Nari's direction, teasing her. "You, on the other hand, had a little event at your house. So if you go into hiding again, I'll know where to go." With a grin that matched the brightness of Nari's, he shone one right back at her. Returning to a regular posture, he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jacket, "Though, I suppose its only fair I let you know where I live. Or else you'll be knocking down a lot of random doors trying to fi
  19. "I'm sure its nothing we can't handle." Jomei spoke confidently as he folded his arms, looking down at Nari with a smirk that matched his tone of voice. "Only as you don't go vanishing on me as well. We can keep each other in check, pull the other one out when we start falling back into that dark hole. What do you say?" Most of Jomei's closest friends had gone and done just that, set themselves up somewhere safe - hopefully - and cut themselves off from the world. Of course, he had done the same.. so he couldn't put much blame on the others. A wind colder than normal swept across the flo
  20. The scythe bisected the man like a hot knife through butter. Gasps for breath were the only sounds that could be made from the soldier's mouth as his eyes went dark, and their entire form ceasing to exist an an eruption of glass like pieces of data. Jomei's shoulders slowly lowered as he let out an exhale of breath, the danger having now passed. The blade in his right hand was returned to the scabbard on his left hip before he turned in the woman's direction, being met with a couple of pokes to the chest. Jomei responded with a smile, "I'm perfectly fine. He didn't manage to hit me once.
  21. Fighting on icy terrain added an extra level of caution to the battle. Not only did they need to focus on avoiding the soldier's attacks, and make sure their own strikes landed, but they needed to watch their footing. One simple slip up could be the cause of a missed attack, or worse. It was only a matter of time that one of them made that mistake, and Jomei's olive eyes widened when he saw Nari had been the one to put herself in that situation. One missed second, the the frostbitten soldier was able to get the better of Nari, placing his blade in the way of her own. "Nari!" Jomei shouted
  22. It wasn't until his ears picked up the sound of scraping metal.. a sword being pulled from its scabbard, did Jomei begin to piece together what was happening. In almost an instant, as Nari seemed to pick it up as well, she had placed herself in front of Jomei with a scythe at the ready. A scythe? He took a quick look at the woman, taking in that this build of hers was completely different from the one she sported the last they had fought together. Rather than placing herself in harm's way as a heavily armored tank, she had opted for lighter armor. A lot faster than he had expected Nari t
  23. The ginger let out a sigh, the hot breath hitting the air and becoming a cold cloud that vanished with a light breeze. "Aye. A whole-lotta nothing lately. For a bit, I thought I had found inspiration.. Some muse that just made composing easy again." the hint of joy that he wore on his face faded, as did the cloud of breath not moments earlier, "But not anymore." He hummed to himself at the mention of changing professions and visiting the gods of Olympus once again to be granted their boon. "I never saw being a performer as a 'profession' for a time I crafted songs to sell, sure.. But I really
  24. Lonely. That definitely described how Aincrad felt lately. It wasn't like anyone had died, or any major falling out. It seemed everyone wanted to be left to their own devices. The word hit the ginger like an sharp, cold breeze, biting not only at his skin, but chilling his very soul. "Well" the man started with a breathy chuckle, not one that held much real humor behind it, "Just with that, you've been up to more than I have. Staring at blank music sheets and listening to single tones drone on.. that's been my past couple.. however long its been." With the mention of the monument, Jomei
  25. The ginger's smile was warm, in contrast to the slowly falling flakes of white snow that left a cold bite on any skin they happened to land upon. The ground beneath his boots crunched with each step as he closed the distance between himself and Nari-Lanreth. "Hey Nari, it has been some time, hasn't it." the sound of his voice, although sprinkled with that usual cheeriness, was softer, lower. The mental exhaustion blanketed in a thin lattice of positivity. "No need for thanks," he added with a smile as he adjusts the enclosure of his cloak, "It's always a pleasure seeing friends. And truth be t
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