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Arc stared for a long time into the dull streetlamp as she spoke. It must have been so easy for some of them, getting strewn in every direction by the flow of things in Aincrad. Lessa spoke of how the sunsets and flowers seemed lessened in beauty by their implications, and Arc felt genuinely sad for her. If you lose appreciation for any amount of that beauty, aren't you slowly losing a part of yourself? He wanted to ask her that, but she seemed content to remain in silence. He appreciated that. His small circle of friends outside the game were always quiet, and it helped them to remain in a

"Cold as the floor, aren't you," Arc murmured as she seemed to recede into the recesses of her mind for several long moments. Something troubled this woman on a deeper level than the psyche-damaging fact they were trapped in a video game. Arc would not pry, of course- he had only just let her. "Can't say I blame you," he muttered, "I'm no warmer." The thought of traveling beyond the walls of this town never passed his mind. Arc knew immediately that this part of his world was beyond him. The ability to see new things enhanced his capabilities within the world, though, so he would adapt and d

"Don't doubt it," he replied in a half yawn when he heard her speak. "But it ain't so bad, really." In reality, it probably bothered him more than he let on. Arc wasn't one to back down from a challenge, even a challenge issued by the temperature. "Shouldn't you be going back in, if it's so cold?" he asked, his eyes slipping open slightly. He saw her there, a heavily armored woman with a large blade at her back. Strange, to see a warrior like this one on a floor covered in frost. It reminded him of the ancient Norse, tales of Viking warriors and Valkyries, the watchers of the dead. She was a

It was the first time Arc had ever seen the fourth floor. Snow was an anomaly where he came from, and the cold annoyed him more than anything, but snow was a welcome sight. Back home, it meant time off from school when he was young, and days spent indoors. Warm fires and the occasional stew, and at times even not getting out of bed. On Aincrad, the land of eternal winter simply offered new sights and challenges. While he felt less than ready to seize the day and meet the adventure head on, Arc decided it would be good to learn the floor and perhaps meet a few new people. It was hard to sur

Skills: Two Handed Assault Spear: Rank 4 (35 invested) Heavy Armor: Rank 3(23 invested) Skill Mods: Athletics: +15 Health, +1 Damage (9 invested) Extra Skills: <<Survival>>: Gain 20 HP per post outside combat, immune to various environmental effects. <<Concentration>>: Gain +1 to BD for 1 post. Total Points: 71 Unused Points: 4 Allocated Points: 67

Profile Username: Arc, alias "Vanguard" Real name: Tobias Age: 28 Gender:Male Height: 6' About: Tobias is a young man with many issues. Due to his troubled youth and unhappy adolescence, he became obsessed with video games and withdrew from the rest of society. This strained his relationship with both parents and his brother and sister, who ostracized him further. His family was never really cruel so much as they simply did not understand him. Since they never made an attempt to connect with him or the things he liked, he decided not to do so either.