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Hidden was awoken by her own sobs, which ceased almost immediately after she awoke. Violet eyes flicked to the cave entrance, a dim light entering into it. It was dawn, and the sun was beginning to touch the horizon, casting its light out onto the surface. Hidden couldn't enjoy this as a pounding headache cast its ambience on her already frayed thoughts. 'What did I even dream about?' The recollection of it was already so hazy. She just remembered warmth. 'I didn't dream about anything important. It isn't like dreams really mean anything anyway.' The thought seemed to almost implan

Hidden raised an eyebrow at Shiina's proclamation. "Out of everything... that would be what's silly?" That's where Shiina drew the line? Hidden watched as Shiina began to play in the water, dumping in her crayons and becoming infatuated with the coins in the basin below. Hidden shook her head as the girl spouted another meaningless line. Standing from the fountain, she looked out. It was amazing she hadn't been hassled by the guards yet and forced to flee. Who knew, perhaps while she wasn't looking Shiina locked them all up or stole their pants. Possibilities were endless. Violet eyes re

Hearing Shiina's explanation hardly made any more sense. The crystals just boosted her voice? So it really was her singing and nothing else? Even Shiina herself had no idea about the deal with the flashing colors. It was a strange happenstance, and Hidden could do nothing but trust Shiina on her word. It just happened. All that it could be written up to was that she was just another crack case of Firm Anima. All of them seemed to have some sort of gimmick that made no sense. Shiina was just crazy and crazy things happened when she sang. What else was there to understand. "For my sanity,

NIGHT stepped forward, not skipping even a beat after Hidden's own sudden outburst. Pulling Hidden's hands away from her ears, NIGHT would curl her hands around Hidden's and speak softly. Her words contradicted that of Hidden's saying that she knew she needed help. Hidden shook her head but continued to listen to the girl's words. Her words were calm and soothing and even just for this moment. She could listen to her without the background noise. The self doubt had quietened as the two became directly connected. As NIGHT whispered, Hidden couldn't help but no hear the words. Her eyes shi

As the hand waved in front of her face, a small flare of annoyance panged through the midst of the rest of her emotions. Still, she said nothing to Shiina. Shiina backed off on her own and an assortment of crystals fell from her armor onto the ground. Finally, Hidden's face revealed emotion and this time it was confusion. After picking them up, Shiina spoke again but in a different manner. Hidden could've sworn her eyes flashed that same gold. Her words which probably had a plain meaning, was confusing still to Hidden. What shit did she had to unload? She didn't just carry shit around. H

The glares from Raidou would persist, but Hanma displayed no sign of relenting any time soon. Raidou himself piqued her curiosity. Why does one do the things he does? "Yet to answer a single of your questions? What happened to the question regarding mistakes? Completely forgotten that already?" "You've already done me a disservice by digging my name out and attempting to use it against me." Hanma shook her head, a small chuckle. "Funny enough you would say that. I never had any intention of doing that. Why you take that as a personal attack bewilders me. Isn't there more vulnerable

Hidden, somewhat pleased with her sun, brought her attention where Shiina continued the scenery. What reached her eyes was horror incarnate. A mash of colors in a ugly circle pattern was now the scenery that her sun had shone over. If there were lines, not a single color would be found inside of them. A defeated gaze rested on her face as Shiina offered her a new color. By new color, it was a handful of different sticks of wax dumped into her hands. Suddenly, Shiina began flipping through the pages, deeming their portrait as finished. Pausing for a moment, the girl took a second to rando

Hidden shifted as NIGHT began to speak, turning her body to the side to create a more passive interaction. Only her gaze remained toward NIGHT. The girls words were entirely focused on Hidden now, almost completely ignoring the statements about NIGHT herself. A wince at the mention of those that she had actually surrounded herself with before. Her words almost brought bare her excuse about Itzal and Hestia. The two were hardly ever to be found anymore and the hunts for her had all but ceased. The APD fell apart after some time and had shown no signs of reviving. "You're right. I do push

To no surprise, The self proclaimed "Jade Hunter" spoke up in defense of himself. He apparently was still upset over the whole matter, but to Hidden's pleasant surprise admitted to his mistakes. Maybe the frontliners weren't just filled with those that are full of themselves. Even offered a talk if any of them felt like they needed it. No reaction came from the silver-haired girl, just that glassy stare. As if she weren't really present in the meeting. At Hirru's words, no doubt crept forward to fill her thoughts. She instead accepted them at face value. If he pulled a stunt like it again, it

Floor 22 was very pretty but after seeing it so many times, the happiness it carried had now become dull. That, or it was the near-death experience from drowning when the Sundered Spire attacked. Or finally, it was the weight of doubt that she carried on her shoulders. The place of her destination was equally disappointing and dojo styled. However, this time Hidden knew who owned it. It was the woman who Ayame seemed to cling to that one day. Having not had returned to her own home in some time, she wasn't even sure if Ayame still stayed there herself. Perhaps she was around this very lo

After the shopkeep was assailed with coins, Hidden quietly followed Shiina out of the building, guided by the girl rushing out. She was lead to central plaza to the fountain where she would let the girl go. Quickly flipping open a book and tearing out pages, Shiina handed her one to draw on. Shiina gestured to a yellow rod of wax. Hidden sent a glare of discontent. She didn't like yellow. It was far to bright of a color and didn't really fit in any drawing she could make. Not that she was that good of an artist anyway. Hidden took the rod of wax and looked at the blank page. What could s

Name: Bitter Reflection Profession: Merchant Rank: 5 Roll ID: 160585d Roll Result: Item Type: Light Armor Tier: 3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Vampiric Defensive 1, Loot Dice 1, Savvy Post Link: Here Description: A simple white dress, a memory of what felt like a dre

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Ignoring the closed sign, Hidden pushed open the frost-ridden door into the tailor shop. She didn't along with the owner all too well, but things needed to get done if she was going to get stronger for herself. Without normally partying up with anyone these days except Shiina who wasn't exactly a DPS there was much more ground to cover for herself. Her violet eyes flicked up, meeting the figure of another silver-haired woman. This person was unfamiliar to her. Why was she in Setsuna's shop? Setsuna didn't have friends. They were similar to eachother in that regard. A very close circle. "

Roleplay Complete: 5,780 Words total (Hidden) 5,780/30*5*6=6720*1.20 [Tag/Event]=8064 EXP (Simmone) 5,780/30*5*6=5760*1.20 [Tag/Event]=6912 EXP 5780/300= 19 Seeds Col: Hidden: 1409 (Laurel/Closure) Simmone: 1236 (Laurel/Closure) That Guy rolls: Hidden: ID Battle Craft Loot MOB Character Link Purpose Time 199260 8 2 5 9 Hidden http://www.cydel.net/images/saorpg/dicero

Roleplay Complete: Hidden WC: 6,263 Setsuna WC: 3,169 Assassin WC: 1,484 Raidou WC: 1,084 Total WC: 12000 Words. Word to Exp Conversion: 400*5=2000 Hidden: 2000*7=14000*1.3 [Tags/Event]=18200 EXP Setsuna: 2000*6=12000*1.3 [Tags/Event]=15600 EXP Assassin: 2000*4=8000*1.3 [Tags/Event]=10400 EXP Raidou: 2000*10=20000*1.3 [Tags/Event]=26000 EXP 12,000/300= 40 Seeds Found Col: Hidden: 100+2730 (Laurel)=2830 Setsuna: 100+2340 (Laurel)=2440 Assassin: 100+1560 (Laurel)=1660 Raidou: 100+3900 (Laurel)=4000 That Guy rolls: Hidden: ID

<<Battle against a True Nihilist>> The Jester | 5,000/5,000 HP | 275 DMG | MIT: 75 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 3 Joke of all Trades: Every 3rd turn, The Jester's attack becomes AoE The Jester pulls out a deck of bladed cards before teleporting to random areas in the room and throwing volley after volley. Use the same BD for each attack. Devil's Knife: On a critical attack, Gain +50 DMG and restore HP by 25% of the damage dealt to the player with most hate. Stacks with Joke of all Trades. The Jester summons four scythe around the 'star o

"The Shadows roll restless"

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Custom Skill: ► Lady Midnight Cost: 10 SP Active Requirement: Rank 5 Hiding | Vanish Effect: The user may use the <<Vanish>> mod as a free-action. Description: Legend has said there are three that preside over the shadows. The Master of Shadows, The Lord of Darkness, and Lady Midnight. Lady Midnight directly ties the user to the shadows, and allows for the user to gather and manipulate shadows at will, however; this more affects the ethereal realm than that of the physical.

Hidden followed Shiina into the shop, her eyes flicking at the candles that were displayed. Shiina's words made her unconsciously breathe in the air. She found it to be pleasant but didn't take the time to argue with Shiina about the aroma. Instead, the girl was already harassing the shop owner for wax. The childlike joy of 'Crayons' filled the air as several chunks of wax hit the counter. Shaking her head, the shorter girl stepped forward, gazing up slightly as Shiina was delighted. 'Why is she taller than me if she's going to act like this?' Catching the shopkeep's gaze, Hidden quickly

It was apparent in Hidden's eyes that she had become upset. Unlike before with her dazed expression, her self-doubt was laid plainly on her face. In the current atmosphere, her sense of Pride had all but vanished. All that remained now was her and her own feelings. The voice that nagged in the back of her head spoke where she could hear it, but the voice was lulled and sleepy. It was almost as if she had to strain herself to hear and understand her own thought's quiet voice. 'Wake up... it's not good to be here. Th.. is NIGHT. Not t. .. tr..... ' You must've gotten me confused for t

Raidou would stand as she offered a change in location, the Animosity in the air suddenly increasing. Had he decided to kill her after all? Was he willing to face the consequences? She had prepared for such an outcome, but doubted it would be put to use. Black liquid began to mold to the player's skin, tracing up his face and down his neck. A red glare pierced her, but she felt nothing from such a blow. He exchanged words of warning, and she immediately threw caution to the wind. A smug smile rested on her face. "Tricks? Misdirection? Not my forte. Simply being prepared is enough. As for

"Okay..." Hidden said quietly as Shiina shouted about juicing people up. "Juices aside, they just call on you when like... whenever? That makes you sound like their dog. Call you when they want to and leave you out in the yard all the other time." She kept quiet about her thoughts of Shiina being a very dangerous dog that runs around the streets unchained. When clarifying the sled, it didn't get any less unsettling. "...How many eyeballs?" Hidden had an idea what the bee was, the field boss on Floor two. Was Shiina just massacring this bee constantly? Then the sledding itself, if they fa

"So its on purpose that nothing you do seems to make sense? Fair enough. As for Rosaria, it's impressive that you seem to know her on such a personal level. Did you have chemistry before I became along?" she questioned, a smile of muse sitting on her face. The man put away his glasses, the seeming to become denser. She could feel it. His growing animosity. Much to her dissatisfaction, the Wanderer didn't seem interested in answering her question. Only, asking his own. She was willing to oblige him with an answer, but this wasn't going in the direction she wanted. She asked for a conversation n