Abellio

“Is that what that thing does?” Abellio was star struck. He gazed at Lysette, wide-eyed and grinning - as she whirled out of the way of the boss. He didn’t know what it was, but seeing her pop off was always so incredibly attractive. Added to her mystique. Just another reason why he considered himself so lucky to be with her. And he would gush about it. Later. Right now he wasn’t about to waste the opening that his girlfriend had so graciously provided him. He took off like a rocket, a red blur. The force of his start broke ground, kicking up drops of magma that flowed just beneath t

“Having a little performance anxiety, I guess,” Warren said. He exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.”Think we’re gonna have to leave it up to you guys.” “Wild,” Sin said. But she didn’t belabor the point. Normally, she’d rub salt in the wound, but with everyone standing around, she didn’t think that would be a very cool thing to do. Vitalis snapped his fingers, activating one of his skills to boost their damage. Oscar and Warren were out, not like it would have mattered how much damage they did. “You’re up, Abellio,” Vitalis said. Abellio landed the first hit. He didn’t really take t

“We’re just waiting on it,” Abellio said. “Et tu Abellio?” “Calling it like I see it. You can’t help yourself.” Sinnamon didn’t appreciate everyone coming together to bully her. She pouted, watching as Lysette and Abellio cut into the Dungeon Boss. It was a slight smaller version of the Midnight Ripper, but much larger than the other Rippers that they had been fighting. It fared about the same. Though, it was oddly more durable than the actual Field Boss. But she didn’t let that distract her. “Just watch, I’m gonna prove every fucking one of you guys wrong,” Sin said as sh

The sound of steel on steel grew ever more staccato as the Rippers unleashed their flurry on Oscar. Abellio had never seen him on the defensive before. Oscar never really bothered. Monsters just didn’t do enough damage to make him sweat. And maybe he was showboating, but Abellio didn’t really care. With his penchant for over the top attacks, one would realize just how much skill the man had. He didn’t just move - he flowed. Parrying blows with impossible speed, anticipating angles of attacks and moving with grace that a man that large should not have been able to muster. And yet he did.

She didn’t notice, but Abellio did. Breaking off into a sprint, he vaulted up and over Lysette’s head. With expert balance, he ran up Lysette’s extended spear. As he reached the end, he planted one foot upon the Ripper’s pauldron, the other balanced against the lip of the beast’s breast plate. He shifted his footing, hooking his boot under Lysette’s spear and tilting his toe up. The spear came free, allowing Lysette to spin away. In the same motion, he grabbed his blade halfward down and guided it through one of the slits in the Ripper’s helmet. Ripping it free, he lowered his posture and

Abellio stayed excited. These outings, when the entirety of Visionary showed up to the function, were always so much fun. He was at his happiest around his friends, after all. He scarfed down the offered Feasts. A bit more… messily than would have been proper. But he was just so damn excited to get going! It seemed like every time they did something like this, everyone was just a little bit better than the last time. It was so nice watching everyone’s growth. Because it was more than just levels. It was about learning how to play and being comfortable with the whole thing. You could have

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And really, this was all Sin wanted. To be someone people could rely upon. Whether it be in a fight or shot-calling a party or whatever. Being a loner had taken its toll. It had been a survival tactic. But it was much more difficult than it needed to be. Life, in general, was harder when you didn’t have people around you to uplift you. Shore up your weaknesses. To have your back as hard and as you had theirs. She could only smile. “Thanks, guys,” She said. A rare moment where she conducted herself with none of her bravado. That type of sincerity that ached in the moment. “Really, I m

"Nah babe! That was perfect!" And it was. Lysette opened the way for Abellio to take on the boss. Without her army to protect her, the Witch of the West was a sitting duck. Abellio dashed across the way, a red blur as he closed the distance between himself and the witch. His first strike was a stun, aimed to capitalize on their momentum. It had been a hell of a showing - from Sin and Lysette. It really did bring a smile to his face. Especially Lysette. Knowing how she was when she first started fighting and seeing her now was simply a treat. And he couldn't let himself be caught lacking.

“Yeah,” Abellio said, nodding in agreement with Vitalis. “I’m sure you did your research.” Sin had. Extensively. Honestly, it took an incredible amount of time to nail down a quest that was simple, safe, and useful enough for them to take on. And this was the only source of a potion of this kind - that increased these stats. At least, as far as the Info Brokers knew. She went to a ton of them. But it was nice to know that her efforts were appreciated. She was no Frontliner. And she didn’t have extensive knowledge of the Quest List like Oscar did. But she did know the right people. Bl

Abellio caught the item in midair. He whipped around, bringing his sword low and hooking it under the dragon’s chin. With a powerful thrust, he slammed the creature’s mouth shut. The stream of flame stopped suddenly. He spared one glance towards Warren, relieved when he didn’t look all that worse for wear. Ripping his sword from the dragon’s flesh, he tossed the crystal into the air and struck. The trajectory of his attack cleaved right through the crystal. Lighting struck his weapon - Divine Rancor erupted into white flame. Now wielding the power of the heavens, Abellio pointed his sword

As the winds coalesced around Abellio, a new status effect appeared on his HUD. Hastened: Allows the Player to attack twice in a single round. “Holy shit,” Abellio said. “How long have you been holding onto this one, Vitalis?” Vitalis exhaled heavily, his eyes flicking up to his energy bar. It was barely hanging on by a thread. “A while. Energy cost is insane. I don’t even think I could cast a heal right now. So make sure you guys make this count.” If it had been any group other than this one - Vitalis would have thought twice. Abellio nodded, immediately taking off to

Sunlight had just begun to filter into Lysette’s apartment as the sun rose over Florenthia. A shaft of light settled on his eyes, the warmth and the radiance gently rousing Abellio from his slumber. He stretched out, rubbing his eyes as he fought the entire concept of waking up. He let his arm fall, draping over Lysette’s slumbering frame to his left. Without opening his eyes, he rolled over. His embrace tightened as he cozied up to her. Skin on skin, his head pressed to the back of her head. She stirred. “Watch your hand,” she mumbled groggily. “Unless you want to start something.”

Sin had prided herself on her independence. Not needing anyone. It had been how many years now since she’d got stuck in this prison? And in all that time, she was the one that had everyone else’s back, not the other way around. And it was hard to give herself that grace that Lysette mentioned. Because she wanted to be the one her people could turn to when they needed to. And how the fuck could she be that when she couldn’t even kill some decent mobs. “You don-” “Found some!” Abellio’s voice rang out. At some point, he had disturbed a nest of Sand Dollars. “See?” Lysette bea

“Right. Focused,” Abellio said. He could totally stay focused. And yet, even as Oscar scolded them, he found it so incredibly difficult to break her gaze. Abellio leaned down, kissing Lysette softly on the forehead. Afterwards, he pivoted towards the crab. Only to find himself stuck, fingers wound in his collar. He almost fell over. But she wouldn’t let him. She tugged at his collar, pulling her back towards her. Lysette kissed him, her grip not relenting until she’d been satisfied. And when she was, she beamed up at him. Her tongue snaked out, licking her lips. “Go get him, babe,” s

Abellio took off like a bolt. It was always crazy how his energy tanked when he fought this boss. Between charge and the energy penalty, he lost almost a third of his bar when he attacked. But, then again, between all of his damage buffs - especially Vitalis and his skill - one attack took nearly a quarter of the boss’s health. It was so different now. From wallflower to active participant. From active participant to actually making an impact. As his sword crashed against the crab’s shell and his blade bit in deep, he realized how good it felt to finally be useful. And though he didn’t ga

Abellio was surprised to get that message, to say the least. He always thought that Oscar was rather comfortable just being a “consultant with perks” for the Tracker’s Alliance. He had even gone out of his way to throw an entire party for his Guild. So when the man messaged him about the formation of a new group, Abellio was faced with a decision. Remain in Trackers or follow his mentor into Hell. Obviously it was an easy decision. Abellio owed him so much. No. Oscar had been rather insistent that Abellio didn’t owe him anything. But that still didn’t erase the feeling that he did. B

Lysette was... Frightening. Terrifying. And absolutely fucking hot. Watching her take the man to task was an experience that immediately took its place as one of the greatest pleasures of his life. It was made all the sweeter knowing that her temper flared almost entirely out of hunger. It was a strange feeling, to be wanted like that. To the point where the delicate flower would bare her thorns. Abellio couldn't blame her for it. He was of the same mind. But she could take solace in the knowledge that there was little that could possibly happen that would "fuck this up for her." As

So worth it. The way Lysette’s eyes lit up when she dashed up to him and that brilliant smile on her face justified everything. Goofy cape be damned, it just made him happy to see her happy. And he felt grateful that she took the time out of everything just to say hi. Abellio still didn’t know what she saw in him, but holding her there tight in his arms just felt right. It left no room for second-guessing or doubt. Neither did her kiss, soft and sweet and simply delightful. Abellio would not be ashamed to admit that it stole his breath. Head devoid of thought, senses numbed. For a brief m

Abellio wouldn't be caught dead in a suit. If he had a will, "do not bury me in a suit" would probably be in there somewhere. But that didn't mean that he couldn't clean himself up. At least to the point where he wasn't entirely out of place at Oscar's function. And on top of all of that, recent events made it so that he didn't exactly feel comfortable if he didn't stay ready. Run-ins with the oranges and almost becoming one himself made it particularly difficult to 'shields-down.' So he needed to find a compromise that balanced both - form and function. "Think this'll work?" Abellio aske

Abellio was locked all the way the fuck in. There was too much good food and drink for him to pass it up. And, frankly, he was stress eating. He'd been so damn nervous about making the grand reveal of their crowning crab jewel. He couldn't even think about eating. And now that the stressor had been removed, he was making up for lost time. As Warren and Reytac and Khione conversed, Abellio had stripped his plate clean and came back with another. He'd heard Warren's comment, but didn't remark. He was so focused on his task that he barely registered Lydia snaking her arms around his waist. He did