Jomei

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Accepting, thank you.

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A response to his query was answered rather quickly. The shorter, dark haired visage of NIGHT walked over to him, procuring the ornate looking crystal from her virtual inventory. As if receiving a perfectly wrapped gift, part of him didn't want to use the item. However, he knew better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. "Thanks" More of a sigh of relief left his lips rather than a response. "Definitely out of my usual element." he would add with a soft chuckle, "So I'll take the extra protection over my max damage any day." A bit of pressure was all that was needed to apply the cryst

"Aye, guess it would be asking for a bit much for them to be completely unprepared for darkness." he whispered in response with a breathy scoff. "At least it sounds like the traps we set did a little bit to help us out." Glowstones, another simple item that Jomei never considers buying when picking up supplies. He groaned at his own foolishness, "Must've left them in my other cloak." he joked, though slight frustration was apparent by his tone of voice. But now was not the time for light, they needed to use the darkness to their advantage. Attempt to, at least. Jomei could feel where Fre

Jomei the emerald duelist Contrary to the information Freyd had shared, the sounds of a raging beast lingering in the darkness was absent. Perhaps their foe knew of the imminent attack, and it now waited quietly out of their sight. Ready to strike at any moment. Anxiety inducing silence, only broken by the sounds of boot falls, sloshing through muddy puddles. Each breath he took slowly became muffled by the heightened thrumming of his heart. Everything else mentioned, however, was only inaccurate in the fact that even words co

Four, pearlescent objects fell to the ground in The Ancient's wake, each of them giving a soft, yet bright glow. Nearly matched the energy his sword had given off during that last attack of his. One crystal for each of them - or for whoever required its buffs during the raid. Looking over the item and its benefits for a moment, as the others continued on about cooking classes and food, he would eventually surrender the crystal to his inventory. "I personally have no preferences, and would be open to anything either of you suggest." he chimed in with a smile. "Although.. all this talk about coo

"No, completely blind." a response so quick and blunt that it almost spurred a chuckle out of him, "Can't see a damn thing. Never felt much of a need for the skill, so I never took it." Jomei had lobbed the Night Vison mod into the same bucket as skills that helped a player out with gathering. Since he was not much into selling his craft, he felt the slog of gathering materials wasn't necessary to him, therefore the skill as well. Times like these, where not even a shred of light permeates the darkness, were rare. But they still left him wishing he could see his own hands in front of his face.

"Cooking classes, eh?" Jomei chimed in with a smirk, "If you're offering, then allow me to be your student, sensei." a deep, overly acted out bow really sold the act. In the end, it would probably benefit him more if he was the one cooking for himself. "Maybe once we take down the floor boss, of course." They wouldn't be cooking meals ever again if they didn't focus and prepare properly for whatever the guardian of Floor 28 had for them. Relative to the original size of The Ancient's health bar, there was only a sliver of red that remained. And with the others creating an opening for a cl

"Others more than myself but.." a sigh snuck out between words, "still more than I'd like to admit." With Freyd agreeing on visiting the topic once they were finished here, Jomei simply left it at that. The obligation to see this through remained clenched withing his fist, hesitant to let out more than a drop, a grain. Maybe this would help him finally close another chapter of his life he wanted to move on from. And maybe then still, he could proceed to let go of more recent memories he wish he'd leave in his wake. Help would be nice. Even someone to tell him that they were nothing

"They once operated on the Fourth Floor." Jomei finally answered after pondering whether he should open the case deeper, or let it be. "Held a stronghold in the center of a blizzard. One around a mountain. But.." Hands shoved into the pockets of his trousers as he looked at the ground in front of each foot fall. "Last I had gone to scout them out, they weren't there anymore. Nothing but some old, stone castle. Haven't had a sound lead since. I can only hope that they disbanded, so I can just put that all to rest, but if they're still out there-" a nervous tick, his the tip of his thumb would f

Jomei nodded in response to the mention of Aincrad's favorite alchemist, who also happened to be an ex-girlfriend. Weird how that worked. "Yeah. Z is good for that. Isn't around outside of her shop and boss raids anymore but, she's always willing to hook up the raid party." The ginger chuckled as he gently scratched at the side of his nose with an index finger. "I'm very irresponsible when it comes to combat consumables. Never end up picking them up before I need them.. and I usually pay for it." A heavy sigh would break up the statement, the weight of the reality the words brought crashing do

"Keep things fresh?" he would respond plainly with pursed lips, raising his shoulders in a shrug. "Even though its a world we inevitably want to escape from, its still a world with plenty of stories to tell." His own opinion on the matter, of course. Many would see it as pointless content that served them no purpose. But to Jomei, he thought to fall in and embrace the world they've been forced to live in and immerse himself within it. Make due with a bad situation. Freyd prodded about the guild Jomei had been tracking. He hadn't shared the information about them with mostly anyone really.

"Truthfully, I enjoyed it." a remark that accompanied a shrug of his shoulders. "A close friend of mine really turned me onto puzzles like this, with not just reward at the end, but a more in-depth understanding of the story behind each floor." Of course, ancient ruins and tales of the past were, in reality, no older than the most recent buildings in Aincrad. The entirety of this tower, and whatever vast world may exist beyond, all came to life on the same day. That was dull thinking in Jomei's eyes, seeing SAO as just a video game they needed to escape from. With everything gone to hell aroun

Skill(s) Being Dropped: N/A Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Ferocity SP Incurred Towards Limit: 4 SP Refunded: 4 Cost: 4,000 col

With a soft smile plastered on his face, the ginger stepped from the grass to the sand. A nearby voice caught his attention, one all too familiar to him that easily caused him to stop in his step and turn in their direction. Hair black as night with a skirt to match and piercing, yet kind, eyes of red. "Ah, hey Z." the ginger greeted her as he raised a free hand to wave in her direction. "I think I feel a bit underdressed now," he would add with a chuckle and rub of the back of his neck, regarding her choice of dressy attire versus his own floral swim trunks and hooded sweater. "Either way, lo

"Ah, yes!" the ginger quietly cheered as he prodded the tablet out of its housing using the tips of his fingers. Despite the density of the stone it was carved out of, the slab was surprisingly light. Approximate to the weight of a novel. Not that it would matter, for it would be housed as lines of code and data within the confides of his virtual pockets. Tucking the plaque underneath one arm, a simple movement of his free hand would bring about his own, personal menu. Definitely beats the real world alternative of having to lug it around from place to place. Wulfrin mentioned wanting to

Pat pat pat The heel of Jomei's boot tapped against the ground anxiously. There was no danger immediately present, or any sign of failure if they did not accomplish the task in a set amount of time. Rather, he was just excited to solve the riddle. He found that he greatly enjoyed some of the puzzles that Aincrad had presented them. A nice change of pace from the typical fetch quest or monster fight. It allowed him to use his brain and knack for the problem solving rather than the sword fighting abilities that the Cardinal System bestowed upon him. Maybe that was a bit of Lessa rubbing off

The hospitality was very welcome, as Jomei accepted the tea and snack offered by Mac. bars Pouring the steaming liquid into a small, porcelain cup, he would retrieve a biscuit from a tin with other various styles and flavors. Allowing the man his space while he worked on the new rapier, Jomei found a comfortable chair where he could sit, wait, and enjoy the aromatic tea. He watched the steam rise from the cup for a moment, before it dissipated along with a cooling breath from Jomei's lips. The clang of hammer against metal was melodic, and - in some strange way - added a peaceful addition to t

"--predates my arrival to the Frontlines." There was a time before Freyd on the frontlines? One of the highest leveled, and highly regarded, players had made their climb through the ranks in a shorter amount of time than Jomei had realized. His eyes shifted to the dark haired player, first with disbelief which slowly made way for astonishment. "Right, sorry. Suppose I forgot about that. Tesseleth was a dragon that demanded sacrifices from the different settlements here. Probably one of the most grueling battles we had faced in awhile, with a lot on the line." A free hand snaked around the

The cascading shadows from branches and jagged stone made this task all that more difficult. Losing his place was often an issue, especially when he would search the darkness for a specific character, only to learn it was one of the many that Wulfrin said were missing. "Dammit." he would curse under his breath, thick green fabric trailing behind him as he quickly shifted back to the tablet's pedestal. Wulfrin took it upon himself to scour the rest of the hidden grove for those symbols and their translation absent from the cipher. A few moments later, and they began scribbling across a bl

That picture was definitely getting sent out, no doubt about it. Jomei could only hope that he didn't have many mutual names on their friends lists, else he'd never live down this embarrassment. He would sigh softly to himself as he waited a short couple of moments for her to close out her menus and begin her actual rescue .. which took not even half as much time as it took for her to take the picture and spread it to her friends. With some deft footwork and a precise strike, the webbing had been slit, and Jomei could feel the silky threads continuing to tear. Freeing his arms first, the rest

Jomei the emerald duelist The rolling waves of the twenty-fourth floor were becoming a strange constant as of late, and it was beginning to grow on him. Days of his life spent in lands with no warm beaches, or in the heart of a city far from the shore, he had grown accustomed to not being the 'summer-loving' type. Especially when it came to the sun, or the heat, his fair skin did not get along nicely with the sun's rays. Kayaba was cruel, but apparently not enough to implement sunburn into the list of status effects. The hea

The threat of the encroaching vines did not last long. Now aware of what they were dealing with, Jomei was not on his back long before Lessa’s blade severed the serpents at the head - so to speak. Immediately, what remained encircled around his neck shriveled and released its grasp. It would fall to the ground without issue as he was helped up to his feet. “But I play the part so well” he teased her as he righted himself up once more, brushing the dirt from the back of his head. The two would watch as the wounded roots curled back into the darkness, waiting for the two players to slip up

"Ah" Freyd would introduce Jomei to the woman who stood by idly as the two players greeted each other. At first glance, he could have mistaken her for a fellow player, but as his eyes fell upon her form, he could see the marker noting her as an NPC. "Its a pleasure to meet you." he would offer a respectful smile and bow of his head to Ureka. Returning to his full height, the green-clad duelist was met with a text box before his eyes - more specifically, one assigning a quest to him. So she was a quest giver, that made a bit more sense as to why Freyd was speaking alone with her in the dark. No