[CLOSED] To Celebrate and to Mourn

[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv4 Availability: 2 more slots aside from myself and Kyo. Note: Immediately following the boss-fight, Relsialle takes a moment to perhaps celebrate and process what she has just witnessed. Relsialle slipped into the bar quietly, the small lake-side establishment just what she needed after the long fight with Illfang. Her nerves were frazzled for the most part, the fight being a rollercoaster of emotion even more so since they had lost two of their own and Kayaba himself appeared to gloat about their predicament. The woman sighed as her boots rapped slightly on the weather beaten wood, worn well from the years of patrons shuffling across it with the lake water still dripping off of their leather fishing boots. The place was somewhat calm with the NPC’s mostly keeping to themselves, the players not quite making it this far yet despite the recent news of the floor’s opening shooting across the player base like a bolt of lightning. The place reminded her of the country sea-side pubs of her native Ireland, the smell of fish and dark beer filling her lungs and her heart with a sense of warmth and familiarity. While lacking in liveliness, due to most of the fisherman still being out for the day, the sun was slowly pushing its way to tuck in behind the nearby hills of the highlands. The weather was good at least, the temperature mild with a soft breeze entering through the open windows looking out of the water, bringing a freshness to the place that seemed a world away from the packed city live of Beginnings. The theif took a seat in the back, her short black sleeveless yukata donned to give her a striking change from the boss fight, her psyche too awake to rest and too tired to start exploring what the second floor had to offer in terms of quests and combat. Still, the tavern didn’t quite seem her style, the pink-haired kunoichi normally living off of energy and chaos, but even she deserved some rest after the chaotic battle that they had all just witnessed. Perhaps it wasn’t rest she needed but more time to process what she had just experienced, she was stronger and more skilled then before by a large measure, but did they really come out ahead give all of the souls that fell in the course of just moving ahead a single floor. Regardless it seemed that there were lessons to be learned, and hopefully the same mistakes weren’t made the next time around. A soft smile formed on the rogue’s sharpened features as she waved over a tanned waitress, “Shit…I’m starting to think like Rue…” the Irishwoman mused, shaking her head as she grinned to herself, pointing to the beer tar at the front of the room as she made her order. The young woman returned soon after with a large wooden mug of the ubiquitous dark ale of the floor, slightly chilled from the cold of the cellar below their feet and a small surprise…a small plate of grilled white fish smelling of salt and pepper. A soft whisper of thanks left her as the teenage waitress walked away, the pretty girl seeming quite out of place in the burly fishing town. The tapas-dish looked heavenly as a quiet growl left her empty stomach, her mind lightened slightly from its weight at least for the moment.

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[Angelo]

Rather than use the portal to get to the second floor like most of the people in Aincrad, Angelo had decided to brave the dungeon alone to get through the boss room and to the second floor by foot. Of course, it took several detours and a lot of backtracking to avoid some traps and a mob of monsters, but he managed to reach the end by the second hour.

The first thought that passed through his mind as he set his eyes on the second floor was that there was a gigantic lake in the middle of the floor. To one side of the lake lay a sizable town, probably the main hub on this floor. He made his way through the highlands, a vast plain with several mountainous areas that made traversing hard. Luckily, there was already a faint path visible from the previous players who came before him. Port Noir, or at least that's what the town was called, was primarily filled with several fishermen. They lived in tall wooden shacks to accommodate for the lesser amount of space they had compared to the first floor. Why didn't they simply spread out more? There was definitely a lot of space available to them around the edge of town. He headed over to the nearest establishment to eat and relax before touring the place. The place smelled like wet fishies, not a pleasing smell to first get acquainted with.

Luckily, there was a bar at the end of the room, and Angelo headed to one of the stools. He requested their most popular grilled fish dish and a glass of water before relaxing somewhat. The boy turned his head to see a familiar sight in the room: the pink-haired older lady from the Town of Beginnings. He would wave at her and approach should she look at him. Angelo asked if he could join her at her table.

	Don't mind if I join in, although I didn't fight in the battle.
	Angelo Lv2 |

[Kyo]

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Kyo entered the bar with his head down, slight frown hanging from his face. He was thinking of Kayabas appearance and Zeroths death. What if this happened every floor? Could they still make it through? He thought of Pentagan and Alexx and how they must feel right new. He was unsure if they knew each other prior to SAO but they certainly had a good bond, and they had synergy that looked like they were lifelong friend. He barely knew anyone here yet he could only imagine how it would feel to lose one of his few friends he did have.

He shook his head waking his mind up from his dismal thoughts. He looked around the pub. The smell of fish and beer distinctly noticeable to anyone in the establishment. He took in a deep breath. "What a miserable scent. Its very fitting for this scene though." He took a step forward through the door. Looking around through the not so crowded pub Kyo quickly sighted the pink haired punk rock konichi and another man at the table. He didn't look familiar, though he looked much more normal than most of the people he had seen before, and he trusted Rel's judgement in people. He approached adorned in his leather coat, strapped to his side his new blade. It was sheathed, but a unique bone hilt could be seen. Something that normal swords would but have. It looked painful to grip.

As Kyo approached the table he gave a nod to the two and took a seat next to Relsialle quietly trying not to interrupt.

[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv4 Its seemed that while jubilation could be felt from the bulk of the player base now that the second floor was finally open, those that took the risk on the front lines to accomplish the task were anything but…Depression and regret had taken its hold in knowing what they had given up to get only a minuscule fraction of the way to the top. Even the light-hearted Relsialle was affected by the change, the wanderlust that could be expected in having a new realm to explore only making her think back to the souls that had fallen to bring about this new land and new experiences. A soft sigh left her as she thought on the monument of life on the first floor and all the names that had been crossed out thus far, three of which she had personally seen in person. The last was the worst of all, Kayaba proving that even their survival in the face of such odds meant nothing in the face of his god-like power in this realm. The Irishwoman took a quick bite of the grilled fish, the pure-white flesh perfectly cooked, succulent and flaky…the sudden satisfaction from having her hunger pangs soothed doing well to soften her morose mood. The beer matched well with it, cutting through the saltiness of the fish like a knife, the rogue understanding why they paired the dishes together instantly. The girl looked up from her quickly emptying plate to notice the familiar figure of Angelo, remembering his sudden entrance and exit from Rue’s trial. She didn’t really know the white-haired youth except for a quick shared word, his invitation request bringing a quick lifted eyebrow in confusion. The company would do her some good at least, regardless of known or unknown in the form, motioning him to sit across from her with a shrug and a quick gesture of her slender fingers. The bell sounded at the door once more as a more familiar face entered, bringing a soft smile to her features, someone she expected to show up despite all the new quests and exploration that surrounded them…remembering a promise made before the unfortunate fight. She offered a quiet nod to the dark-haired swordsman before allowing a soft smile to creep across her features, motioning him to join in the morose celebration as well. Her own boss drop remained safely in her inventory for the time being, the second item to the shadows set that remained the most powerful items seen on the server thus far. Still the sword seemed more unusual despite the toned-down appearance of her ring…still none-the-less the unusual sword would no-doubt draw attention wherever Kyo would tread.

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[Angelo]

I'm Hungry In Real Life

I'm Hungry In Real Life

The offer to sit down was taken almost immediately. A minute after he sat down, the waiter came and brought over the same grilled fish dish Relsialle ordered, only without the beer. The next surprise, excluding him, was the other person that joined the table. It seemed like he was invited already, and that Angelo was simply the random unknown. The man didn't order food, so the boy took it upon himself to order the same dish for Kyo.

After a while, the food came and was placed in front of Kyo. Before that happened however, Angelo introduced himself to the group again. He would mention how he had never seen a sword like that before and asked where he got it from.

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Kyo returned to his smile as Angelo introduced himself. "My name's Kyo" he said giving a little nod "Nice to meet you." Kyo blinked as his plate of fish arrived. As the waiter delivered it he also ordered a round of beer for the table seeing Angelo without and knowing Rel would more than likely drink more than one.

As he asked about his sword he looked down to the hilt of his blade. "Its uhh. A drop from Illfangs i guess." He tried to sound humble about it hoping not to be asked any questions about the event. The Kobold with gleaming red eyes was the last thing he wanted to discuss at the moment. He tried to repress the whole day thinking only that it was a new floor and they would do better on this one.

He quickly tried breaking from the discussion on Illfang, "So how do you guys know each other?" He asked turning a bit towards Relsialle asking the question to both of the them rather than just one.

[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv5 It was interesting how each of them had changed despite only moving a small way forward, even Angelo had progressed in level obviously along with the rest of the player-base that slowly flooded the second floor…all in an effort to gain the mental release that came with a change of scenery. Relsialle pushed her empty plate away as Angelo sat down, offering a quiet nod to the mostly unknown player, knowing him only by sight, but even this presence was welcome as a diversion away from the sinking feeling that progression could only get worse. Kyo sat down soon after, the black-haired swordsman sharing in her sentiments but even he seemed affected by the lack of hope that only those that served as a clearer so far had experienced. However, he seemed more attune to the emotional rise and fall that came with being trapped on the floor after all…him being all-round more passionate to the highs and lows that their experiences as the more veteran players produced. This was of course a new sensation to her, used to being jovial and carefree as she was, this creeping depression and hopelessness spelling a new experience altogether in the short time that the young rogue was in the game. A soft sigh left her as Angelo broke the ice, the obvious outlandishness of Kyo’s new blade drawing his attention as predicted…attention that would most likely keep Kyo busy for the short term as questions would follow him wherever he went…at least her item was more subtle. The thought made her chuckle as the battle with Illfang could no doubt be mentioned in relation to the new item, but still the new weapon was made more sinister by the two lives that were sacrificed to its existence. Still a small part of the Irishwoman couldn’t help but blame those that went in with her, a lingering thought that seemed to weigh heavy on her bright pink-eyebrows, if they had planned more or if they had stuck around the risk would have been lessened…the danger of the lingering what-ifs that plagued them all more and more. Kyo knew her well it seemed once he placed his order, the girl quietly lifting up her own quickly emptying mug only to have it quickly replaced with the newest refreshment provided by Kyo…the drink at least doing well to lift her spirits for a time. Her new cup was quickly lifted in silent toast to the pair before she finally brought the vessel to be lips, the fishy scent of the place starting to fade away and become warm and familiar. “I wouldn’t say know…” The thief said in reference to the Kyo’s quick question, thankful at least for a subject change given her mood, her silence finally broken…“I think it was Rue’s trial back in beginnings, he decided to introduce himself in about a fraction of a second then hop up to the roof like a damn squirrel…” The girl chuckled at her own comparison, not really knowing Angelo well enough to gauge how well he would take the innocent joke, but the imagery was enough to hopefully lighten the spirits for the moment…

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[Angelo]

Time To Talk About You

Time To Talk About You

Angelo got beer with his fish plate. He didn't know what to do with it. On one hand, Angelo has definitely drank alcohol before, even in the game, but only when he was alone. On the other hand, these two were overaged. They could drink legally. Then again, Angelo was three years away from the legal drinking age of twenty. But would alcohol be considered alcohol in this game? It's not he is physically drinking in the real world. It's just bits of zeros and ones here. He muttered incoherently to himself as he looked down at the golden beverage. No one will know. It doesn't really even matter. The boy nodded and raised his glass in the air, toasting the accomplishment of the second floor's opening. He took the drink by the handle and gulped down two chugs before placing it back on the table.

The taste itself was bitter, which wasn't to his liking, but the feeling afterwards was what most people go for anyways. When Kou is drunk, he's more loose-lipped and happy-go-lucky and more touchy-feely as well. Angelo would probably be feeling the same. Already one could see a small smile creep up on his face as he stared at Relsialle. He told her that she was very pretty for her age, but he was also curious what was bothering her. She seemed to be down for some odd reason. Shouldn't it be a time to rejoice? He asked what was bothering her and if he could do anything to help.

Angelo looked back at the other stranger, curious about his reply. His eyes lit up as he asked Kyo about the fight with Illfang. He had heard that a small group had gotten together and fought the floor's boss. The boy had wished he could join in on that fight, but he was out searching for his sister to be able to partake in that fight. If only he knew that Lucia was also in that fight as well, he would have joined in without question.

The white-haired boy looked back at Relsialle, once more looking at her well endowed body before laughing out loud. "Come on! You knew I was there to give another eye on that situation. I even provided support for you back at that alleyway! At least we did something with whoever that Guild Master was that did something with Rue."

[Kyo]

☒ ✐ -- ✉ Kyo Lv.4

Kyo blinked as they both spoke, making comments on Rue. His eyes began to flutter a few more times making as her name was repeated again. A wide grin drew across his face and a little laugh came out. He reached out extending to grab the beer on the table before him. The shimmering golden liquid wasn't a common beverage for him, but it started to grow on him. Perhaps he needed something to get him passed the stress and anxiety this game had already applied on him.  He tipped the mug back as it hit his lips, the liquid rushing down his throat. He would stop for a second, unable to down the whole drink in one gulp, but then proceed to finish it all in a second one.  The alcohol here was stronger. And much less desirable in taste. This floor certainly was a downgrade from the first one in quality. He would have assumed the opposite would happened, but perhaps it just varied on a floor to floor basis. He let his elbow extend back out as the mug came back down on the table with a loud, though not slammed, thud as it collided with the wooden table. Kyo looked back up to the two of them still with a smile on his face.  "So- theres an interesting story I have for you. I think you of all people would get a few laughs in my misfortune, and i'm sure I deserve a few 'serves you rights' from you. Maybe it'll lighten the mood anyway." his grin widened even further. "It has to do with Rue, if its the one in the same, she was small with ashen white hair. Utilized a long sword and a shield?" he asked almost questioningly but was fairly confident that he was correct. Its not like two people could have the same identical name anyway, unless perhaps it was spelt slightly different but pronounced the same.  "So- The last few days before we decided to clear that dungeon... I was a yellow player." he began his tale of misfortune and peril involving the white haired knight who had hunted him just a week or two ago in the city of Tolbana. The story was more or less directed at Relsialle, as he made eye contact with her as he begun this story, however, it was openly given to Angelo as well, seeing as he also had some kind of connection with Rue.

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[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv5 Relsialle lifted an eyebrow at Angelo’s drinking, the older girl able to tell his lack of experiences with the beverage almost instantly…knowing her own history in and out of the clubs and venues of the United Kingdom and the Irish Republic. Not to mention her blood betrayed her, culturally and historically speaking she was still Irish and stereotypes aside, the two things her particular people was known for was potatoes and spirits. The dark ale was familiar to her, reminding her of the Scottish stouts and the ubiquitous Guinness of her homeland, although the latter had changed in the last several years of its ownership by a foreign company. Still to this day both commodities remained a primary export, with drinking still a problem in many of the people and cities along with the poverty of recent events. Angelo finished his drink with the reckless abandon of a college freshman, a thought that concerned her given the still unknown qualities of the white-haired male…even more so given the even more unknown consequences of imbibing too much of the digital code/substance. The strong bitter liquid still did its part to lighten the mood, aided by Kyo’s story-telling, the beverage fitting enough to be paired with the char of the fish and the flavors of the wood smoke used in the back. The combination was well done, enough to satisfy hunger and thirst without being overbearing…the programmers knew their food well it seemed. Relsialle sighed, finally allowing a warm smile to creep across her face for the sake of enjoying the company…the laughs and the atmosphere doing well to lift her from the momentary doldrums that the rogue had found herself in. Her head turned slightly to check on Angelo, her crystal blue eyes catching his wandering stare and his offhand ale-fueled advance…”Oi! Careful with that stuff…You may mistake a lioness for a gazelle…” The girl joked, half-warning him in her lyrically accented words. The pink-haired thief was used to the behavior none-the-less, drunken patrons either attempting to make passes at her before, during and after her band toured. Of all of them, the ones that were bold enough to make the attempt while she was stage were her favorite…often resulting in her spiked heel boot impacting teeth… The kunoichi tensed slightly as her smile faded, lifting her cup to her lips a moment as Angelo peppered off questions about the boss-raid, the topic still rather sensitive in her eyes and quite obviously the central reason for her morose demeanor. Kyo seemingly got the majority of it due to his obvious boss-drop, her own ring strategically kept hidden until the time came when they would perhaps have to face the same dangers once again...opting for her simple crafted ring for now. She let the questions hang in midair and ultimately ignored by the clearer pair, letting the topic quickly change to Rue’s defense and her subsequent chase of Kyo with a deep laugh from the rogue. “Yeah, that’s my sister!” exclaimed Relsialle in her immediate answer, tapping her emptying mug on the table with a giggle, the colloquial familial friendship that the pair had coming out to the table. It was strange that the younger Rue had somehow put herself in the thief’s good graces, due to the personality differences between the two…the pink-haired musician attracting friendships will all manner of law and order types when her own behavior was anything but, present company included. The irony seemed almost poetic to the rogue, the strange story recounting how two of her better friends met in game so far had taken to hunting each other like cat and mouse. The Irishwoman slapped the table as the story finished, her laugh echoing in the small bar-room. It was difficult to think of Kyo hitting yellow before even she did, the strange morality of system of the game largely unknown to her via circumstances…fate seemingly keeping her away from the life of crime she had contemplated form the get go…well aside from small infractions here and there…

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[Angelo]

You Know Nothing..

You Know Nothing

Holding his newfound happiness in two hands, Angelo would take a sip of the beer every once in a while to keep himself busy as Kyo told his story about his encounter with Rue. It didn't bother the boy much that the older man was a yellow crystal previously. Rue too had been yellow when she was being judged. Before he knew it, his beer was gone. Whoops.

The boy hiccuped and widened his eyes when he did so, surprised of the sudden change in his body. Kyo didn't seem willing to talk about Illfang or what had happened afterwards. Angelo didn't mind too much. He was curious, yes, but not to the point where he would try to drag out information from a stranger. With nothing else to fall back on, he fiddled with his empty glass, still feeling the buzz and the hiccups that were sporadically coming out of his mouth.

Angelo giggled when he did hiccup, only because he thought it was funny. When the foreigner mentioned that she was Rue's sister, he knew that something was fishy, and it wasn't the food. Earlier, Janeiro said that Rue was full Japanese. Rue herself confirmed that she was. The young tank didn't look like a 100% Nipponjin in his eyes, but this was a game. However, Relsialle, the pretty woman with the pink hair, was soo obviously not Japanese that it confused the boy. He kept looking back at the picture of Rue in his mind and back at Relsialle, trying to spot the similarities between them. He couldn't. Angelo hiccuped once more and forgot what he was thinking about. He simply giggled and stared starry-eyed at the two people across from him.

"Gotta.. go.. pee." After a while, Angelo stood up to excuse himself. He seemed to have drunk a bit too much a bit too quickly. The underaged boy shakily took step after step towards the bathroom, steeling himself so that he can look like he was walking normally.

The door to the left had a red sign with a man that looked like he was holding something triangular at his waist. The other door to the right had a blue sign with another man that wasn't holding anything. His head turned left and right, trying to figure out if this was the bathroom. The sign on the outside said that the bathroom was this way, but there was no clear indication which door was for men and which was for women. He liked the color blue more than he did red, so Angelo took a step forward towards the men's bathroom.

The boy unzipped his pants at one of the open stalls and began to relax. It was always soothing to release fluid after holding it in for a while, and this was definitely no exception. Angelo placed his hand on the wall for support so he could remain upright and aim correctly. His eyes wandered around the bathroom, seeing two enclosed toilets and another open standing toilet. There were also two sinks and one large mirror hanging overhead. After he was done, he shook off any remaining liquid in his pipe before zipping up his pants once more.

Angelo felt a little more clear-headed after the bathroom break. He walked over to the sink with more confidence and washed his hands and face with cold water. The entire process would take about seven minutes, something that would probably worry Relsialle and Kyo out at the bar. Nonetheless, he reappeared smiling at the two until he tripped on the edge of a chair and fell flat on his face. The purple <Immortal Object> reappeared where his face was, showing that no damage was taken to the floor. Hmm.. he was drunk indeed.

[Kyo]

☒ ✐ -- ✉ Kyo Lv.4

Kyo blinked in shock yet again. He took a deep look at Relsialle examining her up and down before blinking again. "You?" he stopped for a brief gasp. "You're related to Rue?" he chuckled quite a bit before completely dodging the statement. He didn't exactly believe it, but- he has indeed seen stranger.  "Your gunna have to talk to her for me." another laugh slipped out. "Ya see... The whole time I tried to convince her that I had aided a player being attacked by another she was chasing me down... and I tried and tried to explain this to her to no avail. I actually found out later that the player who attempted to PK ended up getting away without capture. No one even tried, they were all busy chasing me. She kinda seemed like she was playing the role of a city guard... without really... well I'll stop there to not make fun of anyone." he lifted his mug again to take a long hard swig to get the bitter taste of Rue out of his mind.  Angelo had already begun looking unusual to say the least. He downed his beer rather quickly and had given off some odd signs. He laughed at the comment Relsialle had dropped. It was quite enjoyable. She was quite the attractive catch after all, but he couldn't think of anything but the claws and morally questionable activities behind her appearance. It was something he grown to enjoy but still feared from time to time. After all- she did once try to rob him. Angelo had left to the bathroom. Rather indiscreetly at that, making it all the more humorous. After he had left Kyo gave Relisalle a wink with a chuckle. "Looks like you found yourself a suitor" he let out taking another swig of his beer. He had called over the waiter and asked for another, offering Relisalle another as well. He hadn't been the most avid drinker but still his tolerance seemed to be significantly better than Angelos.  After the small time of jesting he went to a slightly more serious expression. "Not to kill the mood, but just to get it straight- I don't particularly feel good about sharing the news of what had happened at that boss fight. I hope no one else really does either." He thought of the few people who exited that boss fight. Janiero, Lucia, and Qunatum didn't really seem like the type to do that- the others he really didn't know that well. "I just see all these players excited and working hard for clearing this floor already. I think it'd hurt our moral more than help it. Perhaps release that information to anyone who joins us on the second boss-- That is if you're going to be willing to jump back into the fray again." he said it going back to a grin, trying not to kill too much of the good time they were having. He already felt he knew she would be there, but it couldn't hurt to confirm. After all- nothing seemed to really keep her down too long.  As Angelo returned, falling to his face Kyo quickly got up and headed over to the boy. "Ya' alright man?" he would ask, helping him back up and to his chair before returning to his own.

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[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv4 Relsialle turned slightly, peeling her attention away from Kyo long enough to watch Angelo slowly transition into a drunken state, the scene almost reminiscent of the first stages of a train wreck in progress. The girl took a sip from her own wooden mug, the dark liquid quite satisfying to her given the amount of first floor ales and spirits she had put away in the weeks leading up to the raid that allowed them to set foot on this new territory. Difference in offerings was to be celebrated at least, her own tastes for the new and unusual making staying in place and having the same things for too long near unbearable to her. Still the memories of that the digital substance made her long for the real thing, especially the company that she missed when she had a few moments to herself. The thoughts were quickly shaken from her as her crystal-blue eyes fluttered in surprise at the white-haired youth’s declaration, a quick chuckle leaving her as the youth would soon prove to be a handful given the amount he had imbibed and his overall inexperience. Relsialle’s giggle turned into a full-blown laugh as she again erupted in laughter at the reaction from both of the boy’s at her declaration about her sister, Rue obvious making an impression on both with her no-nonsense attitude and almost polar-opposite personality from Relsialle. “Naa, we are just good friends…you know opposites getting along and all that. It works out really, plus she is good people when you get to know her…” The pink-haired thief defended, somewhat explaining the relationship between the two and the familial feeling they had shared. “You should see her drink too, she’s a blast!” Relsialle added in her musical accent, taking another sip and nursing her drink a bit more to force the conversation to pause a moment. She sat down her mug on the hardwood table as Kyo explained his problem, the humorous but complicated situation seeming almost perfect given her friendship with the pair, “Yeah…can’t have my friends killing each other…I’ll see what I can do, yeah?” The girl mulled about with her quickly emptying cup until Kyo offered yet another, prompting a quick acceptance voiced by the girl with a wide grin…never one to turn down a free drink when it was offered. She lifted her cup once more to drain the contents before spitting the mouthful back into the glass in a loud fit of laughter at Kyo’s assertion. “Yeah right…That poor kid will wind up dead in a cave somewhere if he chases me and you know it…” The girl said with a roar, her bright smile lightening the mood dramatically, “However I’m not sure what’ll kill him first, me or the damn crazy situations I find myself in.” The girl shook her head with a grin, sticking her tongue out at the jest, her disinterest in the kid and that sort of feeling plainly known and stated by both the conversation and the behavior. She had dealt with enough random marriage proposals and suitors as it was, and kept finding creative endings for each of them…enough to make for a healthy sit-com back in Briton if she had ever had the time to write them all down. An eyebrow lifted from the kunoichi as her partner-in-crime turned serious, knowing that the conversation would turn to the reviled topic sooner or later. The girl tucked a thin strand of her bright hair behind her ear as she heard him out, her smile fading as he explained, her agreeance clearly noted on her sharpened features. “Aye, if news gets out we may have another outbreak of suicides or worse…but still it’s a rather heavy burden to bear trying to keep this mess quiet but I agree, no need to kill the hope we built this soon into the game…” The girl said with a sigh, her accent growing thicker as she lifted her filled cup once more…her mood wavering as predicted. ”More importantly though, Zeroth was a leader and a well-known one…regardless of trying to keep this under wraps, someone needs to take his place and soon…I plan on being back in it as well as you, but without someone to lead us luck may not be enough again…” As Relsialle explained the problem the clearers were now faced with se looked down slightly, knowing that she still had the fight still within her. She didn’t admit it, knowing well her reputation in being a major sourse of anarchy amongst the player-base but as she met more and more younger players an almost motherly sense of responsibility was born within her to keep the underage majority out of harms-way…at least as best she could given her own limitations. Of course she would never admit this new found protectiveness to anyone, much less Kyo, but still more and more her actions stood to reflect this subconscious desire. As Angelo collapsed, Relsialle looked up, pulled from the drastically serious turn that the discussion had taken, almost thankful for the humorous scene that they had witnessed. “Just drag him into a booth and leave him to sleep it off…What he gets for playing tough!” The rogue yelled across the tavern, Kyo quickly getting up to help their youthful company.

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[Angelo]

Soo Hard To Post..

Soo Hard To Post

With the help of Kyo, Angelo successfully got back on his feet and made it back to the table they were sitting at. He frowned at Relsialle's words, thinking carefully what to say. He had to choose his words so the female wouldn't think that he was too drunk. Unfortunately, anything he said would probably not matter at all.

"I only tripped on.. something, my dear friend. I'm fine!" Sheepishly, he straightened himself in his chair and intertwined his fingers together, his elbows on the table. Angelo gave his best impression of a sober man, only it was too good that it seemed false. He saw that the other two had gotten even more refills on their alcoholic beverage while he was gone.

They are way out of my league, he thought as he stared down at his own empty cup. He opted to instead finish the food in front of him rather than compete with Kyo and Relsialle. Switching to another topic, he was glad that the second floor had opened up. He missed the first floor's boss fight, but he couldn't wait to join in on the second floor's. With his various experiences on the battlefield, Angelo felt somewhat prepared to fight the boss of the second floor. What was the name again? He tried to remember what was on the manual about the second floor, but it had escaped him. Maybe he would remember at a later time, when he was less inebriated.

Angelo took another bite out of his fish. Not really liking the taste of it after drinking the beer. He chewed on the meat regardless, but didn't show any delight in the food.

[Kyo]

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Kyo had grinned at the pink haired punk rock konoichi's comments. He was glad she would talk to Rue and try to resolve their differences, though he did still want that rematch, just under terms for sport rather than for captivity. Her laughter at the while scenario reassures him that she would be able to handle it.

Kyo gave a nod during the more serious portion of the conversation. "I hope now that people are starting to catch up in levels well have some kind of guild take charge. If not..." He paused briefly, his tone sounding rather sceptical of his own comment "I guess... I would try. If no one stepped up to the plate that is. We can't linger around here too long. It took us half a year to get this far. We got out of the rut but now it's time to keep that momentum going" it would be evident that at least a quarter of his speech was carried by the alcohol. He was far from drunk but already to the state where you think less and act more.

"At the very least I have this sword." He looked down to the bone hilt of the blade he neglect to reveal to anyone yet. The blade black as night had been the highest attack stat of a weapon he's seen ever. "It was for highest damage delt. I saw you got a prompt for something as well. Just by having people that have made a difference in the first fight should be a moral booster for the party. Im not really sure too many others will return after what happened though." His face contorted to the though of it. He almost didn't want them to go. Janeiro, Lucia, Quantum. All people he barely knew, but he didn't want them to be victims of this any longer. He wanted no more timors in this one. He still had an escape gem but it wasn't compatible with this floor. Perhaps it was time to pay another visit to Inugami. Maybe he would get one for everyone in the raid party.

"Whad'ya think?" He asked with a blank expression. He never though of himself as much of a leader, let alone even part of a group. He assumed she would have the same thoughts as himself.