Koga

The musical chime of the shop's door opening drew Koga's attention, just as a distantly familiar voice joined it in song. Although that song...Koga didn't think those were the lyrics. Was he saying 'murder'? Looking over his shoulder Koga gave his customer a curious look before standing up to greet him. A flash of recognition went through both of them as their eyes met. "Wait, I know you," Koga said as he tilted his head to the side, squinting as he thought. "Oh, right!" The man snapped his fingers as the light bulb suddenly went off in his head. "That tavern a while back. Lot's of people

Cocking his head to the side slightly, Koga listened as Ghost told him, or rather signed to him, what it was that was bothering her. He let out a small sound of amusement in response. "Don't worry about that stuff too much," he replied, only the slightest of smiles on his lips. "We've all been there." At that moment, a server approached them and left a couple menus for the two players before stating they had a special today in celebration of their staff maxing out their cooking skill. "Oh, that's great!" Koga remarked before deciding upon something to drink. "I'll take an iced tea, thank

Whilst Nari and Jomei discussed the finer points of gathering, Koga was, on the other hand, being distracted by another message notification. NIGHT, of course. Opening the message, Koga couldn't help narrow his eyes, scrutinizing the words carefully. night with her still? why are you two so buddy buddy look shes just another person w/ issues in aincrad and its not like shes special or anything but at the same time cant you

"Yo," Koga would greet the woman absently as he idly took another bit of pie, eyes fixed on the fight going on before them. He didn't so much as bother a glance at her though, almost entirely zoned out. From boredom? Tiredness? Who knew at this point, but if Koga had looked over at NIGHT for even an instant, he might've deduced the answer to his query. "What took ya so long?" After all, it wasn't like NIGHT to take any more time than necessary to do almost anything. At least, not as far as Koga knew. The vampire lady cackled, the noise faint due to the space between them all, but even sti

Koga hadn't really considered the fact that DAY might not be able to communicate with the NPCs directly. A fact that, when stated, seemed both unbelievably strange, and yet also incredibly obvious. Koga made a peculiar face for a moment as he ruminated on that fact, wondering what might make the inner mechanisms of the machine they called Aincrad worked in that respect, before realizing he was giving himself a headache and stopping altogether. The party walked along the cobble and flagstones, NIGHT and DAY benefiting from their shared warmth, whilst Koga was relegated to the cold. Okami,

k o g a the elder wolf Koga was far less thoughtful, at least at this moment. Or rather, it was more a lack of over overthinking, than thoughtfulness altogether. Once Koga had managed to get past the fact that the girl had somehow not used up any of her skill points, his thoughts had turned on what possible build paths she might be interested in, what gear he might be able to offer from his storehouse. While Ghost might've wondered what ulterior motives Koga might've had, the truth was he had none. He had time, nothing in particular that n

It had been quite a while since Koga had needed to visit Cintamani. In fact, he could hardly recall when that had been. A year or two ago? In any case, the familiar setting was somewhat comforting. Enough so that the man felt no rush in completing his errand. The man browsed the books, their spines, titles (maybe the book NIGHT had quoted was among these?) before finally coming around to attend to his business. "Hi, five Liquors of Light, please," he'd say, before setting down the required col as payment. "Thank you, have a good rest of your day." | Koga purchases T1 Perfect Consuma

Looking down at Ghost (merely due to height, not any sense of condescension) Koga waited for a response from the girl for a beat, before she suddenly broke free of whatever spell she was under, face lighting up like a Christmas tree. Just what had the girl been thinking of? Whatever the case, she made a few short gestures, words popping into the air to convey silent words. "Alright, good," the man affirmed with a nod before looking at the boar, that was still trying to attack him, despite Koga's health bar having already regenerated completely. "Sorry dude." Koga took hold of his katana,

k o g a the elder wolf Floor 14, Stonewall, 5:37pm Floor 14 was something straight out of a nightmare. Or just a Castlevania lover's wet dream. Koga personally enjoyed the creepy gothic aesthetic, but it wasn't a nice enough place to live in. Too gloomy, and he wasn't that depressed yet. Of course, the perpetual melancholy and general sense of anxiety didn't matter too much to the residents of the floor. They couldn't leave like the players could. Flashes of blue contrasted sharply against the permanent red hue of the Floor's p

Staggering on his hands in knees away from his assailant, Koga somehow stumbled to his feet, wincing as the burning sensation gnawed at his nerves. There was no warm trickle of blood, like one might've expected. Just searing pain across his flesh. Koga turned, unwilling to expose his back to his opponent any longer. His eyes burned with frustration. Anger. "Good," the creature cooed, "I like that look in your eyes." The soft clicking sound of metal and wood as Koga gripped his katana. "I want to see more of that." A sneer crossed the man's face as he began to draw his weapon. "you be

Koga took hold of the table between them and lifted, throwing it up into the air. The entity let out a startled cry as it toppled toward her, the sound of the rapier clattering onto the ground as Koga took off towards the door he came through. The wooden door rattled, the purple hexagon indicating that it was an immortal object briefly appearing before Koga tried the handle. Nothing. It wouldn't budge. A heaving sound of exertion came from behind Koga, followed by the sound of splintering wood. "Do you recognize this place?" the entity asked with a chuckle, now considerably more dish

Koga physically bit his own tongue at the mention of the last time he'd been at Eden with Nari. He'd thought, back then, that their small adventure here had been of some importance to her. Perhaps not a breakthrough moment, but at least movement in the right direction (crying into someone's chest and soaking their tee shirt tended to lend that impression to others). Of course, all of perhaps, a day or two later, Nari had decided to go against literally everything they'd just discussed. That thought alone made Koga toss another malevolent glare at the woman. "Not much of a lead to follow,

Blindingly fast, the gleaming edge of the rapier was little more than a bright flash as it cut the air, always missing Koga by a hair's breadth. The man rolled away on his side, trying to find the space to get back to his feet. It wasn't until the man tossed a chair into his attacker's path that he finally managed to scramble to his feet. "I can't do that," Koga said as he circled a table, trying to the woman on the other side of it. "Why's that?" the entity replied. "It's not like you mean anything to her now anyways, so what's the harm?" 'to her-' Well, at least that confirmed what

Perhaps a little sheepish and disheartened than, Ghost approached Koga, carefully moving around the still riled boar who, for some reason or another, thought it was a good idea to focus on the stronger member of the party. Keeping the annoying creature occupied with lazy kicks, wincing and kicking it slightly harder when it actually managed to land a lone hit. The girl silently opened up her menu, took a moment to examine it, and immediately began to flush with embarrassment. 'Oh no...' Koga thought to himself as he observed the girl's quickly reddening face. He hoped against hope th

The woman lunged at Koga quicker than he could have anticipated. Somehow, her rapier, no, Noct's rapier, was in her hand, it's point tearing through the air almost faster than he could react. Instinct was the only thing that saved Koga from being stabbed in the heart. The sudden movement, the table suddenly rocketing to the side to explode into thousands of wooden splinters before they too exploded into blue shards, Koga's body reacted before he registered it all, shirking itself to the side, just enough that the rapier's speedy point buried itself below his collarbone. The man let out a

That name. "Don't say that name." "I bet that's why she chose Hikaru over you. Tsukiko just couldn't imagine having a real life with you, could she," the woman said in a lilting, sing-song voice. "Getting passed up for by your best friend for your other best friend. Wow, sounds like a team drama. That must've hurt." "Stop talking." "Must've hurt more when you couldn't protect them. You couldn't protect either of them." "I said stop talking." "You even promised her." The chair didn't just fall over and clatter on the ground this time. It flew backwards, toppli

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Secret meetings. That was kind of their thing, for whatever strange reason that was. Messages out of the blue dictating a time and place with no other context was the norm for these players. Details were often left until after they'd already happened upon them, as little good as that did. This location though, Koga new every detail of. Hence, it was a little strange to receive such a request to appear there. It didn't make sense until Koga entered his shop and noticed the addition of a new detail. No instructions though. Though, knowing NIGHT's weapons on sight, he was quick to figure it

"What?" The question had caught Koga off-guard. Was...that something she was really asking? "It's an easy question. Who would you choose, me or Tala?" "I'm not answering that," the man replied crossing his arms again staring daggers. "If I were you, I know who I'd choose." Koga rolled his eyes. "Let me guess, you?" he said, eliciting a girlish, and entirely not like Noct giggle from the person sitting across from him. "Nope," she chirped back. "Guess again." "I dunno, who?" he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "C'mon, guess." "I'm not playing this f

A mirthful laugh bounced across the table as the person across the table covered their mouth, utter glee echoing around them. For a second, the ghostly voices of tavern appeared to laugh alongside her. "Why would I have done that? You'd already showed me who was more important." "What, were you really going to try and make me choose between me and my sister?" "Why not? It's not like she hadn't made you do the same." "That's not the fucking same." "It isn't? Destroying your relationships so you'd only be left with her? That doesn't sound any better." "Would you fucking

"I thought so." Was there a hint of smugness there, behind those grinning eyes? "It doesn't seem fair though that she get's to be happy while all we get is-" the brunette woman gestured between them, "this." The smile never faded, not even when there should have been a look of disgust in place of the a that twisted smiling mask. 'A mask,' Masato thought to himself. 'Yeah, that's what it's gotta be, there's just no way someone can smile that long without faltering.' That of course meant, that whoever was sitting across from him was not Christelle. "Who are you?" Masato questioned

The look on Koga's face soured as the words reach his ear, venomous only to him. "Didn't know you were a comedian now, Chris," Masato replied dryly as he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "What are we doing here?" The man's eyes drifted around the room, all vaguely familiar. Though, what tavern didn't use these same exact textures and models? Usually it was layout that differed between them all, but this one had nothing of particular note about it for it to stick out in Masato's mind. "Wherever here is..." "Oh c'mon, can't we just catch up? Isn't that what old friends are suppo

Masato looked around the room for a moment, eyes searching for any reason he should decline Christelle's invitation. Any reason to say, 'no'. But what reason could there even be? The tavern was empty, aside from them. Yes, the disembodied voices of tavern patrons and workers was disconcerting, but even those had begun to slowly fade since Christelle had made her appearance. So, warily, Masato reached out and pulled a seat back before lowering himself into it. "Chris..." Masato's fist's curled into tightly clenched fists on the table before he willed them to relax. The last time they'd spo

Light and sound flooded back into existence as Koga stepped through the doorway. The sounds of drunken laughter, cheer, flagons clinking together, pounding fists on tables. Warm lights, accompanied by the warmth of fires. The heat of bodies packed in tightly together. The scents of food, roasted pheasant, fresh loaves of bread, hot soup, roasted vegetables, ale, beer. The tavern door swung closed behind Koga, sealing him in the empty room. The source of the sounds, the scents, the merriment, not a single one of them were present. And yet the sounds and smells all persisted. More laughter,

Listening only absently, Koga made little note of anything that Nari or Jomei said to each other. He was far too bewildered by the fact that NIGHT had gone from cowering in utter fear and desperation, to spending the NIGHT at the home of the person who tried to kill her. night night i mean i did stay over if ur wondering BUT WHY!? WHEN DID YOU GUYS START TALKING??? WE'RE OKAY WITH THIS NOW!? DIDNT SHE TRY TO KILL YOU!?!?!