Blueberry

It almost seemed too easy pushing through the Ifrit. With the amount of high-leveled players they had, the Ladonian forces were cut down with ease. Of course, the pink-haired player wouldn't do much to assist in the slaughter other than restoring energy and health to the payers who needed it. The only thing the girl seemed to be actively doing was avoiding areas that Freyd was. Of course, it might make more sense for her to be around those locations in case the man would try to send them to their deaths like he almost had her. Following the main group forward, the commotion would begin to

Blue would jump at the sudden movement that would pierce one of the remaining two pilots through the chest. Electric blue eyes filled with shock would look to Alkor as he began to ask questions to the remaining pilot. The damaged pilot collapsed to the floor, his heath having fallen considerably. All the baker could do was sit back and watch as he ruthlessly murdered the two remaining people they had to move the ship. "Sorry about this, Get ready to jump." Panic and anger surged through her. What kind of person was Alkor? Would she ruin their chance at friendship if she shouted at h

To her pleasant surprise, there was no one to heed the pink-haired player's way forward. It seems that her partner in crime had already infiltrated and wiped the enemy's ranks. What kind of beast had she paired up with? With the Galteans securing the Elites in bindings, it was only her and Alkor pressing forward. It wasn't too much of an issue, the Galteans were not on par with players whatsoever. After a couple of minutes of cautiously walking forward, the sound of voices led her to the ship's control room. It seemed that Alkor had managed to threaten the Ladonian pilots into steering t

Many seemed exasperated in her decision to leave the slime alone. Luckily, Koga seemed fine enough with the idea. When he raised his question, Blue would answer him bluntly. "He'll get out one way or another. I told ya, he doesn't like being away from me." Little did she know the reason why though. Turning around, she would leave the slime behind. Blue's departure would only serve to continue to aggravate the slime. For a gelatinous figure, it couldn't appear more upset. These random humans were fussing all about and now the one he had chosen was retreating? The pink-haired fool would pa

Another drink of that wine would reach her lips. This baker hadn't attempted to make any drinks so she would have to concede defeat to Gaius in that sense. Blue wasn't too worried unless the man managed to be better at crafting desserts than her as well. An uproar of voices caught her attention, especially the familiar irritated tone that had been introduced to her at the start of this party. 'Pink-haired dessert saboteur'? What an interesting nickname. The brown-haired girl seemed to have quite the prissy attitude and for some strange reason, seemed to only pop in just to try and moderat

@Alkor's command would reach her but she wasn't sure what exactly it was supposed to mean. Holding her pan with both hands, the pink-haired player would take a step back. 'I might have completely missed what the goal of this was...' Heavy footsteps fell into place as a man in dark obsidian armor took his shot towards her companion's head. Sudden alarm gathered in the throats of the Galtean rebels at her side. Elite? What made this guy different than the rest. "I am judge Stelan, servant to Ladonia and its laws. I will defend both nation and its people from you rebel scum." The hea

The sounds of metal clinking would only become louder until it came to a halt. Five Ladonian soldiers stepped forward, drawing blades of steel. A loud muffled voice was heard as they shouted from their helmets. "Halt! Surrender and we will make it quick!" Of course, the Galtean rebels didn't take to kindly. Drawing their own weapons, the rebels would retaliate. Clangs rang through the air as sword met sword. For a moment, Blue's eyes traveled to the tear in the metal wall that they had broken into. What would she do? Regardless, someone was going to get hurt. The baker had entered a plac

The day of reckoning had come in the form of a short, pink-haired girl wearing a dark blue jacket and dark leggings. A loud crash was heard as she slammed into the door of Astreya's shop. Peering inside, she would find many instruments ready for playing along with... chess tables? 'I've never considered her to be a kind of person who plays chess. Wasn't she the energetic and fun-loving type? I don't really see her sitting down and playing a game of it. I'll keep it in mind though.' "Astreyaaaa!" Blue would call out in search of the southern-accented girl. Stepping inside with a fro

Handed cards, the girl would excitedly wait still for the game to begin. Why were they all just grabbing more cards and then getting upset? Confused, the girl simply sat and watched for a moment. As the round ended, Blue would finally speak up. "I don't even think that there is a 21 card. You guys are really bad at Go Fish, huh?" Suddenly Koga would shoot out of his seat towards the kitchen and curse loudly. "He's a real sore loser." the baker would mutter before looking to her cards. An Ace and a Queen had been her cards. Setting them down next to @Gaius she would tell him, "You guys play wei

The moment Blue rested her head on the cushion of the airship taxi's seat she would pass out. She was unknowing of the conversation between the Galtean rebels and Alkor. After having healed a few dozen injured soldiers she was adequately tired. She remained silent even as Gabrandr's spear cracked the sky. It wasn't until shouting throughout the airship's cab was heard that she woke up. Groggily, she would try to register what had suddenly happened. "ARE WE SERIOUSLY DOING THIS? WE'RE JUST GOING TO KAMIKAZE INTO IT?' The driver had a dark glint to his eyes as he nodded. Through the window

The white-haired woman turned to her with an expectant gaze as she spoke her question. The tone of voice had an uncanny hunger to it. "Nuh uh. Sorry, I don't fight. I can cook though." Holding out her hand, a small blue light would gather in her before a small blueberry would form. "I can also heal people like this. I don't do anything else." Just the idea of fighting made her a little nauseous. What if she hurt them? The woman for some reason was unwilling to give her name up. This... bothered the pink haired player a bit. "Come on, wasn't it you that said names 'are truth'? Does that me

Blue's questions would reveal nothing about the white-haired woman. She wasn't in the same group as Freyd and NIGHT, but it was definitely not a personality she had dealt with in the past. It was almost as if the woman was occupying and entirely different space than her. As it was, they weren't even on the same plane of existence. Crazy people were... well crazy. "I just feel like they're trying to have fun. Looks like a few are trying to prove themselves. Not sure bout' the whole 'resolve' thing. Who knows, maybe your eyes are better than mine or something." A little lost, the girl atte

"Quite the excitable sort, or are we? Unusual, and obtuse. What do you see?" That was her reply. A frown for a moment before Blue looked out to the fighters. Studying a few of them for a moment, Blue would turn back to the stranger. "I see a bunch of people hitting eachother with sticks. Lots of them look serious, but a few of them seem to be having fun." Blue watched as the girl drank from a small porcelain cup, saying nothing for a moment. "A name for a name, who are we really but a name?" Cocking her head, Blue would quickly reply in a puzzled tone, "Does that mean I'm more

A pout appeared on her face as her drink was snatched away, a swig taken by the larger man before it would be returned from her. Examining on how much was taken, she glanced over to his crate. Why didn't he just get his own? "They're not going to stop showing up. Apparently normal people don't eat sweets for every meal or something." A look was shot to Koga briefly. Another drink of the wine would bring a smile to her face. Shame it couldn't get them anywhere. Drunk people were far easier to make friends with, their guards almost dropped at that point. "Yogurt? It's called a parfait and

Blueberry: Level 31 More stats to follow, at work and don't have access to them Should there be a gathering the girl would be there with food to offer to the masses. When it came to large groups of people, her chances of meeting new people were much higher. Besides, maybe some of her old friends would introduce her to new ones. The bridge crossing over to the party hung over a still and beautiful pond. The colors of the leaves were unmatched here, adding to the serene setting. Sadly, the pink-haired player wasn't interested in any scenery. She was here for the people enjoying