Jevi

The attacker scurried off the moment they felt Jevi's grip loosen on the handful of hair. Dipping out of the club with their metaphorical tail between their legs. She followed his retreat, making sure he were headed towards the front door. Hopefully Oscar's bouncer could do their job next time and keep uninvited guests out. Then again, was anyone really 'uninvited' if Oscar dropped flyers on every single open floor? Averting her gaze from the front door to the establishment, she would give a sweeping look at the players around her. The ones that just stood and watched as a woman was

"You good Mari?" Jevi would ask her words rum-soaked yet there was still care and concern in her voice. Mari's demeanor had changed abruptly, suddenly appearing as if she was about to have a panic attack. "He-hey" she would reach out to put a hand on her shoulder, raising to her feet at the same time Mari turned to face the man. Was this someone she recognized? Despite their masked appearances, he had many striking features that stood out amongst the crowd. And his accent was very unique, within Aincrad at least. Would be hard for him to hide in a crowd of people who knew him. More import

"I gotta better idea." The redhead was suddenly much closer to her than she was too seconds ago. Knees and shoulders bumped awkwardly as she entered Jevi's space, practically leaning into her as she scoured her inventory for something. Sipping from her drink, she watched over Mari's shoulder as a finger scrolled through the massive list of items. The names of various equipment and consumables flew by, too fast for her to make out anything eye catching. A familiar looking crystal materialized into Mari's open palm, she recognized it as, basically, a camera crystal. A selfie? she thought to

Thread Complete Rewards Total Words: 12,949 Jevi | T.5 | 12949 EXP Hirru | T.11 | 28488 EXP Both players receive: <<Lightweight>> buff

"If shomeone as debashed as me can find love, you can too." It was nice to hear it from someone else, a complete stranger at that. Propping an elbow on the bar beside her, she would rest the side of her jaw upon her upright first. Finishing the last of her drink, she looked to the other woman with a smile. "I've only truly loved one man.. Well, there was one before SAO but -" her smile was wiped away in an instant, a memory she did not want to recall or talk about. Ever again. " Well they had other intentions.. The guy I ran into here was sweet. A pain in the ass, kinda full of hims

"Fuck it." Hirru mimicked her vulgar air of nonchalance, the corners of her lips fighting a smile as the rim of the glass pressed against her lips. Slowly at first, she would tilt the cup upwards to get a taste of.. whatever this was. Pausing for a moment to smack her lips, she looked into translucent, gold colored pool of, what she assumed was, some sort of wine. "Its sweet." she spoke her observation into the glass before taking another long drink. The liquid traveled down her throat, a familiar warmth left in its wake. That same heat in her stomach and chest accompanied by a buzz behin

The blurry visage of H.P's was barely visible through the thick fog. Like a shining beacon of hope, despite its exterior being anything but glimmering. Who would have thought that she would be so happy to see a run down, probably haunted bar. "Almost.. there.." she huffed as she put all her weight against pushing the wagon. The stretch of road leading up to the tavern seemed never ending, and she felt her feet sinking deeper into the sludge with each step. For a moment, she could have sworn that hands were reaching from the earth, grabbing at her ankles and trying to pull her under.. but at th

"I'll get the rope up on the rig. You might have a better shot popping the lock with your weapon." Easier said than done. Wrapping enough rope to feed through the pulley system around her shoulder, Jevi made the climb up the mast. The powerful wind threatened to toss Jevi back to the deck of the ship - or, worse, into the water - whipping her in each direction. It also didn't help that the ladder was slippery from the constant rain. As long as she kept slow and steady, she would be fine. Hooking an arm and leg around the rungs of the ladder, Jevi had a bit more maneuverability to fe

The swarm of spiders was never ending pouring from the bag like squirming black ink. Not even water seemed to slow their approach as they continued to scurry across Jevi's form. The tingling itch of thousands of tiny legs across every surface of her body, her only solution to tear the skin off of her bones. Nails dug into her collarbones as she shrieked out in pure horror, ready to rip and tear at her flesh until she couldn't feel anything anymore. A sudden, squeezing pressure and a warmth that startled her, but quelled her panicking. Looking down first at the arms that embraced her, she

"Have you been...hurt before?" Jevi's smile faded, the glass nearly slipping from her fingertips as Mari's tapped against hers. Though quick reflexes, she secured it again before it crashed against the bar below. At least the drink wasn't affecting that. Not yet at least. Jevi didn't want to talk about her past, especially not about Alex's past. Not yet. She had only just met this woman, more importantly, she wasn't ready to hear the stories of her tattered past on her own voice. Again, not yet. "Too many times to count." she managed to maintain her composure, trying to play it

The topic change seemed to pull Hirru out whatever funk he was in. In fact, he almost seemed more than glad to talk about how he acquired his profession, the NPCs and the wagons that came with it. Despite their predicament, Jevi could not help but smile at the man's apparent love for what he does.. and it sounded like he set off on a much more exciting adventure to get it all set up, rather than accepting some simple first floor quest. She tried to recall what she had to go through to earn the title of blacksmith as she slid open the lid to a slightly damaged barrel. Fruit, all different types

"I'm.." A twinge in her thigh, the culprit a splintered piece of wood jabbed into her leg. It hadn't done much to cause her any detrimental damage, nothing her natural battle healing couldn't take care of instantly. At this point it was just a thorn in her side.. literally. Reaching back behind her leg, she would wrap her fingers around the shrapnel and rip it from her person. All that remained was a bright red slit that slowly closed over time. "Fine. I'm fine." Her attention turned back to Hirru, "You sure you're alright, what happened back there? You just kinda.. froze for a minute."

Request accepted. Jevi took a seat. Sliding into the stool beside Mari, she sat with one elbow propped on the bar and body facing towards the ginger. "Huh. Why's that? I mean, I don't see a reason why they wouldn't." Thankfully, the mask cast a shadow that obscured her eyes, or else the woman would have noticed Jevi giving her a once over. A very slow once over. "I mean, you look great." she reassured her with a tiny stammer, not that Mari needed any encouragement for her looks. "Mari" she repeated. As if trying to recall the melody of an old song. The name felt familiar on her tong

Eyes peered up from the shipping manifest to look at Hirru, the speckles in her golden eyes glistening in the lantern's glow. She hummed curiously with tight lips, "Fair point." She wasn't even entirely sure how far of a trip it was to the docks. This entire floor was an island surrounded by dark ocean, they could be located anywhere. Rubbing her temple with a tiny groan, she would fold up the sheet of paper and shove it into her pockets. When they find the shipment - if they find it - better to know exactly what they need to grab. She'd hate to have to make another trip out in this shit

A short glass, heavy with the scent of alcohol found her before any company did, but was she truly expecting someone to just fall into her lap? Just like the crab boil, the airship, every other gathering she stepped out of her comfort zone to attend.. hoping she could find someone to interact with. A friend, a potential lover.. hell, just someone to help keep her on her feet and not lock herself in her shop in her home again for days on end until she decided to try again. Rinse and repeat. The rum burned as it trickled down her throat. She continued to turn the glass upwards until the ic