Xion 0 Posted March 10, 2016 Author #21 Share Posted March 10, 2016 ID: 50872 BD: 6 (1 DMG) MD: 4 (Miss) As the man struggled to get up, Xion grabbed him by the collar of his tunic and punched him in the face once more, if such a thing could happen the man's nose would have been painfully broken. "Look..." he said as the man struggled against Xion's grip. "How about we stop this right here...I just wanted a good time at the tavern after a day's fighting...CAN'T I HAVE THAT?" he said, yelling at the end. Suddenly the man's face froze in shock, maybe fear even? Who knew. All that Xion new if that the player then conceded, before saying "This ain't over ya hear me. Next time you show your ugly mug here I'll make sure that you lose...". Xion simply scoffed before dropped the man, before pushing his way through the crowd, his trench coat catching a little wind as he strode purposefully, sobered up by the fight that he has just taken part in. "Why...why must I get into trouble like this...?" he asked himself before teleporting back to floor one, and making his way towards his forge.As he entered the small shop he sighed, heading upstairs and falling limply onto his bed. Link to post Share on other sites
Xion 0 Posted March 10, 2016 Author #22 Share Posted March 10, 2016 As he stared up at the ceiling of his room, the tank thought for a moment. "Why do I even bother...fighting?" he had never questioned it before, but the senseless violence that he had been a part of made him think. He could easily live a peaceful, cushy life, but no, he chose to fight not only for his freedom but for the sake of all of those trapped in SAO, even if his power paled in comparison to other players. "I...I fight for Hirru, for Grave, I fight for all of those that I hold dear. I fight for my brothers and sisters in KOB. That...that's what I fight for" he said, smiling. ID: 50884 LD: 17 END OF THREAD: +2 SP + 825col Link to post Share on other sites
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