Sam

Into the misted forest, maybe there was a point that she broke while she was here. Unable to remember certain things, maybe it was purposely blocked out. They had been walking for about an hour, before Sam foot lightly kicks a stump, shutting her eyes abruptly. A flash of memory slides through her head, glancing around like she knew that something should have been there. "This is where I sat," saying in a small voice trying to make sense of time. How did it only feel like hours but was missing for a week. Holding her right arm with her left hand now, none of this made sense... Feeling an

(224284) CD:12 Recover Stamina +12 Sams arms begins to shake from holding the string back so long,"GAH," glancing to Celeste in confusion, as she lets loose and the arrows go skimming past the moving target. Shaking out her arm, "This is nothing like the Axe, dam it." It was clean that this was going to be a new learning curve for her. Getting used to a weapon that randomly appeared in the game, Sam just had to have it. It was part of her fresh start, determined to get back into the fighting portion of the game. Nisahime gave her this weapon knowing that she was fully capable of figuring

Hearing Raidou through the burrowing of dirt, taking aim through the shadows, the moment it shows itself, a light through the air darts toward the creation with speed that she hasn't seen in a long time. Not sure if it was the bow or something else, but as the arrow pierces the enemy, it screeches and starts rushing toward her. Now knowing that she wasn't hidden from the beast, glancing to Eruda in panic, as those flames already started to take beneath those feet of hers. The adrenaline courses through her veins as she was ready to dart out of the way if it was needed. Focus needed to start ha

Glancing down at that newfound weapon. These past few months had been an eye opener. Both emotional and breath taking, very hard to say the least. Regardless it was time that she got back into the fray. Show everyone that she was not just a weak link. It was time that she took her stand, it was time to fight, to be something. Darting through any shadows that could be found, loud chattering could be heard in the distance. Approaching silently within the stadium walls as to not be seen. New skills that she had yet to test, it had been some time that she fought. Ready to give it her all, new appr

Sam sat there is silence, nursing a cup of coffee, one that Lium had made with her food that was getting cold. Was she really doing that to Kat, making her feel that way. Did Simmone really think that she was getting lazy? Was that focus no longer there... So many things now that she had to think about. Was it that Sam just didn't want to fight anymore, that she was tired of being in this game. Losing interest that would normally thrive that drive in her head. Sam didn't know when this all started getting so surreal. It was nothing that was really thought about till now. When did everything st

Sitting on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her again, plate sitting on her lap as she moves the pieces on food around on the glass. Lium sits on the other side with a mug in his hand, it was noticeably steaming. "So, Samantha Rose, I ask you again, what was your intention?" She sighs a bit staring at the glass, her legs were holding the flat dish up. "I don't want to be in a world that Kat and I are not together..." a sniffle before setting the plate on the table. Silence illuminated the room as Lium takes that in. Taking a sip of his coffee, glancing in her direction. "I don't b

Lying in bed, blanket wrapped around her frame. Not remembering how she had gotten there, that has been a thing as of late. Not remembering things that she should be. Glancing around the room, eyes still blurred, sun from the side window blaring in the eyes. How long was she out... Suddenly she hears a clash from downstairs. Pulling the blanket off, realizing that she was wearing just a plain white t-shirt. What the hell happened to her cloths??? Getting up from the bed slowly, it was clear that there was someone downstairs... Looking around the room, pulling her weapon out. Slowly walkin

Sitting against the only thing between her and her lost love, hearing things being thrown, screaming... Cringing at each impact, -it's time to get up- thinking as Sam get to her feet, turning toward the door. Inhaling deep, the floor was soaked where she had been sitting. Hand moves to her pocket, a key being pulled out. Finally exhaling as she leans forward sliding it under the door. Placing a hand on the closed door, she didn't want to leave. Wanting so badly to open that door and hold Katoka in her arms even if it meant for one last time. Sam did this... caused this pain that Kat was feelin

Freezing, cup half tilted against her lips. The worst outcome out of the many she thought would transpire tonight. Setting her cup on the table slowly. It was all her fault... This worst-case scenario was her own doing and it would be Sam's undoing. Just when she didn't think crying was possible, eyes begin to swell... Closing them as drips fall lightly down her cheeks. It hurt, it hurt so much... Scooching now toward Katoka pulling her and the pillow into a hug, placing her head on top of Kats. There were no words that Sam would be able to say to convince her not end things. The damage had al

"Were going to..." eyes begin to swell again, "Oh god... what did I do..." swiftly getting up from where she sat as the blanket falls to the floor. "I got to... I have to..." looking around frantically for her shoes. Shaking her head, eyes shut tight. Feeling a hand against her bare arm, eyes open with a swift turn of her head toward Lium. "Let... Me... Go..." saying in a slow angered voice. Slowly Lium removes his hand, putting them both up in front of his frame. Glaring at Lium then to Freyd who was stepping aside. Sam starts slowly walking toward the door watching them both as she back pedd

Refunding is for New Weapon Switch Skill(s) Being Dropped: Axe Skill (Rank 1-5) Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Ferocity, Stamina, Precision SP Incurred Towards Limit: Doesn't count toward Limit SP Refunded: 30 SP Cost: No Cost

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Ears began to ring as if the sound was coming into focus again. Feeling warms around her, eyes tightly closed before realizing that this wasn't a figment of her imagination. The squeezing around her, the soft fabric, Lium's voice trying to hush her panic. Words from another direction, it sounds familiar. "I..." trying to speak, "I can't" muffled within a rough fabric. Pulling slowly away, Lium loosens that grip against her figure. Wiping the blanket against her face and she is frantically trying to catch her breath, it burned though. The body was freezing but inside in felt as though molten la

Being pulled to the couch again, she knew that this might be how the conversation would turn out. Crisscrossing her legs, facing Katoka and she talked. Picking the coffee back up into her hands, gripping tightly. When Kat was finished talking, Sam takes a slow deep breath closing her eyes. There was not a moment that this was not thought about while they were semi apart. Silence filled the room now as she could practically feel the anger and pain steaming off the woman. Opening her eyes lightly, seeing that tears had soaked the clothing that she was wearing. Sam felt numb, like she had no more

Walking through the mist endlessly, aimlessly... Unsure what the purpose of it was. It had been a week since she left Kat standing there...waiting, wondering why. No one had come looking, but messages had been flooding in like a waterfall. No reply's, no glances, no words just thoughts. Sickening, awful, rampaged thoughts of her own volition. Betrayal, would Kat even talk to her again... Feeling like she was drowning, could catch her breath, yet she was still breathing normally. No food, eyes heavy, staring into the seeming nothingness of her life. Would death be better than this? Standi

Sitting on the couch where she nursed a coffee cup in both hands. Staring at the photo of them on the side table right next to her. Hearing the door open, Sam knew that she had come home earlier than normal. Walking in, lifting her gaze from the photo as Kat walks by. Blank face, as her eyes veer back to the picture. Hearing the water in the kitchen for just a moment before it stops and Katoka's voice replaces it. Sam felt like her breathing had stopped with the sudden words, taking a deep breath. How did things get so messed up. Sam had spent most day with Lium who was trying to talk Sam down

Sam had gotten up from the floor now, dish in hand, looking at her soon to be wife in full on panic mode. Sam simply smiles, "We will send the messages and even if one only shows, it will be the best damn night of our lives." Walking quickly to the sink and setting the dish in hot water, "I hope that they can come but it is late, and we only have the day after tomorrow. I want you, and to me even if no one shows, being next to you in a dress that is only half as beautiful as you are the only thing that matters to me." Sam wanted this to be perfect, but it was looking like it was going to be ok

A sigh of relief rolls over her entire being, Kat still wanted this as much as she did and it made her realize that this could be fixed. That damage she cause was redeemable, and whether Katoka wanted it or not, Sam was going to spoil the hell out of her. Taking the ring from the tiny box, setting the box on the table, Sam takes her left hand softly to her lips with a small kiss and places that ring on her finger. Grasping Kat's face in both her hands, gently pulling the woman into a kiss... Overwhelming feeling that hasn't shown in some time came back to the surface, as her right hand sl

Listening to the love of her life speak, Kat wasn't wrong about anything that was said. The minute the woman walked through the door, Sam was thinking the worst. Name calling, taking a break, hell even getting punched and she would have deserved every bit of it. Sam now realized that all that was speaking very low of her fiancé. "I have never loved someone before, I know that's no excuse, but it's true." Sitting at one of the chairs staring at the dish she rushed to make just hoping that it was good enough. "Everyday that I wasn't talking to you, I wanted so badly to say something, but didn't

It was dark in the house and all the lit the surrounding area was the candles set on the table. Kat walked past her sitting on the couch, it was obvious that she wasn't seen. "I was stupid," pausing and getting up from where she was planted. Not looking directly at Kat, "I know why I was so mad now." Sitting at one of the chairs as her love's face glows within the low lit light. "I didn't want you to join the raid because I almost died in the last one." Remembering her health getting too low for comfort, "I didn't want to see the same fate for you." Hearing a stomach growl that wasn't hers thi

Ping, Ping, Ping... Messages from Simmonè were blowing up her HUD. Sam hadn't been to the shop for weeks. Spending most of her days just wondering the fields around the guild hall. For now, sitting in her bed, sheets pulled up staring at the band in her hands. I really don't want to wait, but this has to be perfect recalling a memory just weeks after the last floor boss had been dealt with. "Why does she want to go..." Gripping that band in fists pulled up to her lips. Tears dripping down her face, "Why won't she listen..." sniffling, Sam knew that Kat was going to be here soon. For month

Thread Complete: 4464/30=148*5=740 Exp Sam: 740*8=5920 Exp Simmone: 740*7=5180 Exp 5180*.15=777 Col Laurel Wreath (Simmonè) 5920*.15=888 Col Laurel Wreath (Sam) Total: 1665 Col Anton: 740*1=740 Exp 400 (Page)

Setting her other clothing over one of the chairs that were pushed against the walls. Sam was curious to where that large, table was. You really couldn't just hide it in another room, it was longer than most rooms in the building. Clearing her throat with a nervous chuckle. "Yea see I almost did get out." Pulling her dress down before sitting on that same chair. "I managed to reverse his decision after unintentionally bad talking about his work, he actually told me to get the hell out..." Sam's eyes narrow a bit setting her hands on her very thin clothed knees. "I pretty much called myself ret

Sam quickly grabs her other clothing off the ground and scampers out. Sam was a bit sad that the dude didn't like her, but she understood why. Sam didn't listen to what Simmonè had to say about him. Not the best first impression, but for her that was usually the case. Opening to door, looking back at the man. "Thank you," she says quietly, he may of not been able to hear her from the disturbing laughter, but she meant it. Exiting after Curbi finds the door, shutting it, Sam takes a minute to look at herself. Being completely awed by how fast and precise he was. True definition of a fine artist

Knowing that was oddly comforting, closing her eyes as he worked. "I am the same with girls,"saying with a slight twitch with every marker touch. Taking a deep breath, she was trying to stay still but it sort tickled. Opening her eyes in a squint now, watching him work. It seemed as though he had a real passion for this stuff. Holding her breath to see if it helps her to stop moving. Eyes move to Curbi as he scrambles behind the table out of Sam's view. "Do you think there is anything you can do with him. I will pay extra." Raising her arms for other measurements, it was clear that Sam had nev