NIGHT

f17. | NIGHT | Lv. 150 >> P. 117, Lv. 33 | Status: kbtity Notes: n/a another spam message from olympus. plz help!!!! our grasses r in big danger n we need u to save us!!!! pay 10,000,000 col now so that we can construkt our defenses against the nymean lions!!!! or pay 50,000 col on a 10 year plan for -30% off... bistro closed the window. night opened it again once it was forwarded to her. "why are you even entertaining this?" night growled, sending the message off

thank youuuuu i was totally not writing a post for it or anything

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night: ready!!

no time. bistro had the address. demian had the vouch for it. and though night was liken to ignore half of what demian was offering most of the time, she still arrived in a hurry, the two equipment pieces she'd need oversight on prepared on the counter. -- at least, it would be, if it wasn't already occupied. was there a short stack present? why'd he wait around? it looked like it would benefit better from her inspection instead of the blacksmith's. she eyed the shopkeep with dread. night could wait. "when you're done with that," she said, shrugging, "i'll need this lot fused to

night: lifesaver <3

"hirru." he'd placed a hellstorm in her hand. she wasn't exactly sure why its vote of confidence had been towards her, never mind that no other damage dealers of the party had shown up yet. she gave him a nod, before applying it. "as ready as i'll ever be," night noted. her eyes were busy with its application as the support was partaking in the buffet. and maybe something other than death was in the air, because night had decided to stir in her speech. "you know, hirru," she'd said all of a sudden, "i can't tell if it's just me, but past the twenty-fifth, it might've just seemed rou

night: its ready > or more like ready when its evalled. pick up here. im on mobile. it look silly

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item fusion. The Biggest Peep: Tier 3 Perfect Trinket - Holy Blessing, Recovery, Recovery | >> | [#171210] new totally unnamed trinket | Tier 3 Perfect Trinket: Accuracy, Accuracy, Accuracy | >> | [#236061] nametag. | >> luminous. | [#236062] | TIER 3 TRINKET | ACC III, HB [desc.]: a small bangle, glittering as a chain of tiny stars in bronze and gold. [notes.]: +1 demonic shard, +1 gleaming scale.

buying nametag. 2.5kcol. sent.

| NIGHT | Lv. 150 >> P. 117, Lv. 33 | Status: rage against the machine. Notes: feast in first spoiler for party #1. stats in second spoiler. horn of battle applied to party #1. also using slime farm. incredibly prepared. more so than she really did remember herself ever having been. how'd she end up in the tanking role beside yuki, anyway? didn't she jot herself down as a damage-dealer? -- no matter. iris found her a pair of new shoes for the fight. it fit her well after a few modifications, and that was

night: tq

night: thanks

"we have hockey in aincrad?" now night was half joking. she followed star through the crowd, and was surprised at the lack of an answer at the door knock. why was it unlocked though? star let himself in. she simply tagged along. and then the begging began. she raised a brow, turning to star. "yeah," she said, "that sounds about right for a quest npc, don't you think?" so, with a shrug, she turned to tiberius. "sure. point us towards it -- which way's the cave in?" they left as soon as they got their directions. further into dagan territory, past the city was a region more m

"no way." she'd huffed, watching koga's actually-decent-blade light up once he'd been able to catch lilith in a counter. the man had slid around the monster just to keep her within range. night cleared the leap past koga and onto their target --- this time calling her sword to chime out against it. with another set of sparks, and a douse of bright light that struck the horror down in a pillar, night skipped to the floor with a few hops, watching their enemy stumble and groan. their conversation -- she didn't forget it. the games, however, she might've. and as her brain churned to pul

"oh," night laughed, voice wavering. "you weren't that bad back then, yuki." but no sooner past her words being said did yuki close the gap between them, all for their one embrace. and night shivered out of shock for that sudden hug. still, she leaned into it, holding her friend just as tight as she felt herself being held. it was strange to hear her full name after so long -- even stranger still, for ren to see someone she'd imagine was a ghost in spirit, and feel them near sobbing into her. ren fought to swallow her worries, ever as she did long before. ren to struggle to breathe.

um um uh formatting goes here later. for kil/koga.

in the heart of the activity, she could finally discern what was going on. and, lucky for her, they'd split off after a while. but the core of the crowd had still remained, even if the participants had shifted away a slight bit. if anything, the group that had caught her attention -- and, likely everyone else's? was the one with star in it. an was there too, with someone she looked close with, but night couldn't place a name to that face. (? whoever it was, she was very pretty, though.) and there was another familiar face, whom night was certain was the groom of that one wedding they atte

she had expected an to have packed up and ran off by now. but, at the end of it all, an was still standing by night's side, holding their conversation. entirely unlike what she'd expected — judgement and disdain, right from the get-go. well, that made any piece of consolation or advice was worth listening to, right? so night listened intently, eyes to the ground ahead of an. her hands overlapped, thumb running over the back of the other. an bore her feelings, her heart out, even if piecing together her sentence in front of an embodied convict was just as scary as actually dating. complic

event? what event? she hadn't heard anything of the sort. in fact, night was simply taking a regular walk on the beach. it was like any other day on the twenty-fourth, she'd presumed, one where not many players were about, and there was nothing that necessarily needed her attention. she'd watched her counterpart's gaze drift out towards the coast on their walk, and her own had followed through, even for a short while. then her eyes were back on the coast and immediately she noticed that something was awry on their peaceful, merry day. "um." they stopped walking. night tappe

hadn't even noticed half of the group getting twisted up in white chains. night knew that if she'd taken her eyes off the monster for a single second, she would've lost sight of it, and then she'd have to play the game of 'does it still exist? well i can't see it so surely not, right?' even though she knew it was still alive and kicking. what time she did spare was on making sure she wouldn't trip on the webs thrown at their feet, so she continued her rush down, lunging only at the boss with a leap once she was certain her environment was clear, striking directly at its torso, the only place o

'go all out' was a viable strategy. night could work with that. she lagged behind the group on purpose. mostly about the fact that the twenty-fifth itself was full of creepy crawlies that night wasn't keen on encountering... even if their next mark was going to be one of them. her blade had been at the ready within the time mac cut through the air and sailed down onto the arachnid, and her steps themselves had been full of hesitation, between kat diving in afterwards, and the fact that there was a giant spider ahead to contend with. maybe she shouldn't have attended after all. with a

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night: done