Marquis

“if anything,” he clarified, “i’d be safer in town, wouldn’t i?” “and set targets on your back from your customers.” “none of them are on the first anymore,” shikari corrected, to no avail. marquis only seemed more despondent with her pout unchanging. “you don’t know that…” “hmm…” shikari shook his head, and slung his hands behind it, one foot set to his other’s ankle. he had his gaze set to the sky: a great expanse of blue on a sunny, cloudless day. the quiet that fell between them served multiple purposes only he had the capacity to observe – one of which was time f

“just to be clear,” shikari said, catching marquis’ attention. “past this, i’m not staying a katana user if this is the price of it now.” “what?” marquis huffed, startled. as far as the pair had been together, they’d both been users of the same blade type. shikari laughed. “i’m not even sure i’d want to go back to the zero, to be honest.” “you’re kidding.” “am not.” given that it was where they’d originally partnered at, the feedback wasn’t exactly taken lightly – his refusal to go back read more of a betrayal to marquis than not. “then you’re really hanging up your sw

“... how about 3 years?” marquis slammed her fist on the counter again. “what are we to you lady?! indentured servants?! the only part here we’re missing is a resume and if that’s the way it is now than frankly i refuse!” “whatever happened to ‘we can’t give up now?’” shikari shook his head, before placing a hand on marquis’ shoulder. she scoffed in response. he turned to bistro after his aid has calmed down. “how does that math work out?” bistro’s smile tilts. “by the lowest payment factor accounting for interest accumulated through the years.” she shifted, choo

so eventually they came to learn of yet another broker. “no, not a broker,” she handwaved, keeping an obvious chipper facade. marquis and shikari exchanged looks at the mention, because they were both certain she had led with the title of a broker all the same. “then what are you?” marquis asked. bistro chuckled to herself, one palm overlapping the back of her other hand. “your employer. until your debt is paid off, i mean.” shikari took a step back. “no, marquis… this is what the first has become… a home to prospective loan sharks.” marquis, instead, slammed her

“... what is it you’re looking for exactly? i have many maps, as mentioned in my exchange with you, marquis.” marquis’ foot stopped tapping. her hands went from the bench’s surface to her knees. “we’re looking for a source of information about a katana. on the first floor?” hearing that made the broker smile. “oh, well then, we have that most certainly! and how much col are you willing to offer for such intel?” “...” “...” it was the man who spoke first, his nails combing through his slicked back hair. “um… excuse us. we’ve not been about the first lately due

<<katana acquisition>> ventura. Marquis | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 1 | THORNS: 18 notes: n/a. it was another regular day in the town of beginnings. as per usual, it had its npcs adhering to their schedules and routines, the occasional new player running about trying to complete the first lessons, and the veterans lounging about trying to catch a fresh face. for what purpose, however, it would be completely unknown. “hey!” one of them waved, to a la

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ventura. Marquis | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 1 | THORNS: 18+10 | MIT: 6 notes: n/a.

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