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"Rosa? I've... heard about her specialties." Violet tilted her head, bemused. "I would hope so, considering you're usually joined at the hip with Raidou-kun." she shrugged, busying herself with the pot as she began to portion out the food. "I would hope you wouldn't paint one example as a spoilt batch, Takeshi-kun. Buuut, that's neither here nor there. We're here to eat and chat about things, not talk about murder~" Her smile seemed a bit more forced than before, her eyes losing enough of their twinkle for both of them to immediately notice. She made a bed of rice in each bowl, before spoonin

*Note: I made a fuckup and targeted the Wushy in my roll instead of Serration, MB gamers :'3 Violet let out a sigh as a second wall of ice seemed to shimmer into view, forcing them to focus on another head. It was like Wushen wanted to play a game of hide and seek rather than face them head on like it had been before. However, that wasn't the only barrier that seemed to have come into play. A beautiful oaken barrier seemed to sprout from the ground at Hirru's urging, the elegant tree protecting them from being wounded further by the dragon. Violet launched forward, skirting around th

"Oh, this is the return of Shadow's shenanigans?" Violet looked amused, shaking her head. "This is basically the remnants of what the original floor looked like~" she looked amused. "You'd probably remember it, ya goof~ it was a swampy mess back then!" It was a testament to what the boss monster had been, and how powerful its work was when she'd seen her house almost get swallowed whole by the damn thing. It had been a terrifying time, but at least now her house was just an Oasis in a complete and utter hellscape. right now, though, that wasn't important Violet had almost immediately

Violet watched as Hirru approached the flailing head, using a healing crystal on the severed wounds, and making the head vanish. A few moments later, the ice started to crack and splinter, watery chunks of cold fractals spilling around everyone. "Good work, dude!" she called out to the green haired man, watching as the barrier finally shattered, revealing the giant dragon to them once more. "Oh hey big guy, welcome back~!" Her weapon glinted as she slashed into it, a grin on her face. "Here's a little payback from Earlier!!" she made her way back to the group, her armor gleaming with a de

Violet was setting up the finishing touches on the stew, humming away. Akane was staring at the door, a frown on his face. "Shouldn't they be here by now...?" he grumbled, pulling out an issue of <<The Aincrad Times>> to pass the time. "They shouldn't be that slow, it's just a mile!" Violet sighed, pulling the stew off of the stove. "Akane, not everyone is used to sprinting three miles in the span of an hour." she grumbled, shooting her brother a glare. "This 'Elora' character might not be able to, but Freyd can." "Not the point, dude. Have mercy on the poor non-fast people!"

Violet eyed him carefully when he'd changed his appearance to that of a woman, a frown crossing her face. normally, she'd be down to joke around with Freyd, and banter away... for some reason, the fact that he'd decided to tease her about appearances had taken her aback. She let out a huff, folding her arms. "Ah yes, dressing up as a woman... how creative." she muttered, tugging her cloak so that it snapped shut over her clothes. "Wish I could do that, it'd save me a fortune in salves. Gotta do shit the old fashioned way." She checked her map, frowning. "Mmmk, lets see..." she murmured, l

Violet was fiddling with her HUD, a frown on her face. She knew that the quest was going to take them into one of the deeper caverns of the floor, and then they had to search for the stupid tablet. Once they found that, then they would have to translate it, which could take a hot minute depending on how good their RNG was. Akame chirped, bunting her head against her cheek. "Maa... this should be relatively easy." she murmured, absentmindedly scratching the tiny dragon under her feathery chin. "Its the location thats bugging me... there's a chance it could spawn a dungeon, and I'm not entirely

Violet dusted off her clothes, letting out a faint growl as the burn effect triggered once more, scorching away another chunk of her health, putting her dangerously close to being at Half-Health. The boss had erected several massive walls of ice, sealing them off from the other teams, and leaving them Isolated with a giant head that was bearing down on them. Deep green and black scales, and a menacing sneer on its face. A sneer crossed her own, before she slid her mask over her face, her eye glowing a bright reddish-pink underneath it. "Phase Two time, Everyone!" she shouted, "This one lo

Violet bounced on her heels, a grin on her face. "Definitely~" she sang, waving at Ginger. "If you ever want to run another quest, or get help with getting ahold of something super rare, just hit one of us up! Freyd and I are always happy to help out some rookies! Just make sure you don't go wandering outside of the safe zones on the higher floors without" She honestly never minded helping out with some of the beginner quests, and was always prepared to go and assist other people. There was always strength in numbers, and it never hurt to have a few clearers watching your back in a dangerous s

Violet carefully placed a small bundle of spices into the boiling liquid, a mixture of pepper, diced up celery, bay leaves, basil, wild carrot, and cinnamon bark. She uncorked a bottle of apple cider, her eyes on one of the recipes that players seemed to be passing around. A very simple bone broth for a simple meal, and something that only needed just a bit more time to cook. She set a pot of fresh wild rice on the stove, sighing. The timers on all of the different food items and their cooking speed were vastly different from the actual times that most items would take to cook. Rice only

Violet realized in hindsight, that teasing and taunting the boss was probably one of the worst decisions that she and the others could have made. There were loud, angry words echoing into the room, and at the last words spoken, Wushen had let out a vicious roar, blasting the entirety of their group with a burst of flames. If it hadn't been for Hirru and Freyd, she'd be almost down to half-health, and scorched by the painful blow she'd been dealt on top of what had Maimed her entire team. "Shit..! Looks like we're finally getting some action from the big guy!" Hirru called to her, pointing

Violet was lurking around the streets of Floor one, peering at her quest logs. There were plenty of things that she hadn't done yet, most of which were either rookie quests like the <<First Few Lessons>>, which wouldn't even give her EXP at this point. Meanwhile, the DHA quests and Arabian Nights weren't up her alley, especially with how long they seemed to get towards the end of them. There was one that caught her eyes, though... and that was the <<Scents of the Wild>> Quest line, which involved hunting fabulous monsters, and logging them down. And it started up o

Violet was bouncing around her house, a smile on her face as she moved around setting up a wide variety of ingredients. She'd caught some fresh Ragout Rabbit, along with a few dire boars and some wild greens. There were a few baskets of fresh fish and crabs, most of the critters still wriggling and alive. Nothing like a basket of fresh seafood to make you feel better about life! Akame was chirping away, chasing a wild rabbit around outside the window. Violet had decided to invite Freyd over to her house, and she was absolutely excited to meet his girlfriend. She busied herself prepping

Violet paused when asked about what she was trying to teach Akame. "I've been teaching her to learn how to track chests~" she said, looking over at her friend with a smile. "Akame loves to get into just about anything, so I decided I'd get her to put that to good use so we both could get some goodies from her shenanigan's~" a peaceful co-existance that allowed them to gather the things that they both needed to survive. Better gear and better items made her survival chances go up. She liked this pace much better than the bitter song and dance they'd been going through earlier, a pleasant s

Violet glared at him, her tone laced with venom as she spoke. "You think I don't know who killed my friends..?" she hissed, "I know what got them killed, I simply never noticed the 'Why'. Why would those specific people go after those specific friends. Raidou told me about that book, that list in it, and I told him he better get cracking on the 'Amends' part. He has quite a bit of work to do. And so do you if you plan on continuing his work." The anger in her veins hissed, white hot with rage and coiled like a snake ready to strike its prey. "The walls have ears, and I have eyes thanks to

Violet watched Freyd shift his appearance again, his appearance changing to a rather unassuming look, paired with mousy hair and bright red eyes. She quietly fiddled with her menu, before pulling out a styling kit. "You get to use smoke and mirrors to change yourself... I have to rely on a more traditional method." She tapped a few menu's with her free hand, sliding a bottle of inky black liquid into the first one, and fiddling with some of the settings with the other. A few moments later, her hair changed to a raggedy mop of curly black hair, just barely reaching her chin. "I used to sty

"Pink knight, huh..? wooow, sure haven't heard that one before." she grumbled, rolling her eyes at Nari. "At least I know you're gonna be somewhat entertaining to the other Clearers. Much more lively than people like Calrex or Shield... hell, probably even rai now that I think about it." She thought about the brunette, and his stoic-yet-banter-filled disposition during the less serious moments of the Raid she'd participated in. The fighting would easily get boring if they didn't have their banter, though hopefully it didn't end up like what occured during the Gabrandr raid. if she had to witne

TW: Mentions of Suicide "Freyd..." the mask vanished from her hand, her brows furrowed. "The name Akame... it quite literally means red eyes." she tapped her face, her fingers ghosting over her deep red irises. "These were the color of my eyes in the real world. I named her for our shared quality, that small piece that reminds me of my home." She paused for a moment, her hands stilling over the scarred flesh that marred her face. "The boy I knew back then, the one that helped me find her... his name was Evac." She could still picture that poor boy, the one who'd had his life cut so d

"Maybe we see each other plainly enough that those illusions are no longer necessary, at least when it's just us." Violet tilted her head, blinking. "As feasible as that sounds... its most likely not the case." she said carefully, her tone neutral. "You probably won't see me like this again, especially not in public. I'm frail, fragile... just like a pane of paper-thin frost, just begging to be shattered by a careless hand." she nodded at his apology, humming. "I already told you, I can't blame you for that. All I'll ask is that you be more careful with your words, ok? not everyone is as under

♫ Violet kept clinging to montjoy, her shoulders shaking a bit. She felt like she had finally reached a decent understanding with Freyd... or rather, Montjoy, and she didn't want that moment to pass. The bitter ache was dulling, the painful burning underneath the frost had finally faded away, leaving nothing but a soft warmth. "I will... thank you, Montjoy." She could hear the line reeling, spinning out of control in Freyd's grip. She could feel him tense up in her grip, wiggling a bit. "Uh... why are we hugging?" his words were confused, something that didn't exactly surprise V

Violet felt a surge of fury suddenly rise up in her heart at Montjoy's words. Psychotic? Sociopathic? Neither of those came to mind when she peered at the boy in front of her, not even when Freyd was the pilot. "Doctors like that are the reason they even keep people like me on call." she hissed, her hands dropping from her head as she looked up at him, eyes burning red-hot with fury. "Psychologists, first and foremost, are supposed to help their patients. Not exacerbate the problems by being self-righteous dickheads, and pretending there's smoke and flame when there isn't anything there at all

Violet watched Freyd shiver, his appearance shifting slightly to match a slightly different person. the other person that was staring her down seemed to be... just another facet of the man she'd met. "It's... nice to meet you, Montjoy." she said quietly, her voice still detached and distant. "s'okay, i guess... I know he's not really doing it on purpose." there wasn't really anything that she had to say to this part of Freyd, he was just... another piece of him. Just another part that she wasn't understanding. Violet looked up at him, frowning. "Do... do you have a grudge against doctors.

"Sounds like things are getting worse for you, not better. Would it be fair to guess that your efforts to have people find peace in simple living is a bit of proxy projection? You can't find peace in yourself, so you're looking to help others find it in theirs?" Violet felt oddly cold at Freyd's comment in regards to getting worse, her mind numbing itself. "I would prefer you not assume about my reasonings for asking you to try and live a normal life." she said quietly, her voice sounding somewhat hollow. "I'm trying to respect your own, so please extend that same courtesy to me, Freyd.

Violet frowned, looking closer at Freyd. it really was hard to tell what he was thinking at any given moment, and it was honestly making her worried to even try to continue this train of thought. The detached way he'd responded earlier was starting to feel more like a quiet plea for her to stop talking about it. God, this was part of what she hated when she'd been called in to do psych evaluations. There was nothing that she could say or do to make it feel like she wasn't trying to categorize someone into a box, and leave it there. Granted, that was why she was there most of the time... but he

Violet hummed in agreement. "That's very fair, you would know yourself the best." she replied, "I'm just trying to run through some possible disorders that could be making you feel that way, but the more likely ones are super rare, even if you do show the proper markers for them. I'm not going to tell you that what you're feeling is wrong, since that's kind of rude... but I will, instead, kindly suggest that you seek out a few therapists once we actually make it out of this shitty game, ya dig?" she could think of two types of disorders that could cause it, one of which you were born with, the