[closed Mab/Hyoka] Finding the goods....

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 15 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 560	Tags: Hyōka	Skills: none used

The market, the fabulous market. Mab loved it here. Not just because of the stalls and the people scurrying about. She loved it here because there was always something to do here. Once could make their way here for no reason at all. Today however Mab had a reason. Not that she needed one, but she came with a purpose. She needed ingredients and a lab to use to practice her potion making. Having already successfully created a potion that would a light healing effect Mab felt that she would need to create more of such potions. Her goal was to create a potion that would allow a nature revive effect. Mab did not yet possess the skills to do so yet. The girl understood this and thus she needed to study and practice her pharmacist skills much more.

The girl was motivated. Better said the girl was on fire! Well not literally on fire but her motivation was high enough to make it seem like she was on fire. The fire burning in her eyes gave her purpose. Mab was going to succeed maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But eventually she would prevent people dying right in front of her. People dying in front of mab infuriated her. It made her feel like she was a lousy druid for not being able to save them in time. Unrealistic as that may be. The girl really felt that way. She wanted to make the potion because anyone could use the potion, if she made enough it could save a party when in a bind, or when low on mind points.

Browsing around the different stalls and vendors the bright haired girl was very busy finding just the right ingredients for today. Mab never used the menu, instead she made all her potions and pills herself. Today Mab was looking for herbs that allowed her to create a potion that would allow the removal of a single status effect, the slow effect. Not really sure how to approach the creation aspect mab was looking for knowledge on the forest treant; a plant type creature that had sap to slow people with. With its predatory nature the creature was impossible to observe, as it attacked as soon as it spotted the druid. Mab was looking for books, or knowledge that could help her in her quest to brew a potion against the dreaded status effect. This proved frustrating as there were very few books on this market, and even fewer that would deal with the status effect she was researching. This did not deter the colorful girl. Dressed in her casual attire the honey blonde girl was wearing her yellow shirt with a sunflower, and a red skirt, that easily covered her knees. Her red boots and floppy green hat finished her ensemble. This to illustrate how fearless Mab was, she dared to wear anything as long as it was colorful. The girl had a same viewpoint as to achieving her goals. Mab was determined to find clues. This potion would be made. But it would take her a decent amount of time, and the right ingredients to actually make it. As of yet, the girl had not done the research to succeed. That does not mean she would not eventually. But today was just to find out where to start.

[Hyōka]

Nothing is left at the end of the unchained me Hyoka walked down the station's street. This was his first time coming here. He had just been wandering around most of his time without any goal, and his current cloth armor was in need of repair. He also wanted to change it for something better. Something he actually liked. He remembered there being vanity clothing which offered no defensive value at all but had the looks. No, first he should start off with the armor. If it turns out well enough, he may just be able to turn it into what he wants. If not, then hopefully the cloth armor is thin enough that he can wear vanity clothing over top. Aesthetics over armor. A summoner had the lowest health of all main classes anyway. As long as he stayed behind his summon, he would be safe. Though he did want to find a blacksmith somewhere so he could get a nice one handed long sword with a single edge. Katana's were overrated, even if in reality they were much better than a long sword. Inside the game, it should still work the same. Intending to make clothing which was tailored to his taste, if the armor was either small enough to be covered by vanity clothing or good enough he could have it as is, he could simply re-craft it each time to upgrade its level. Maybe have a few enchantments on it like cold and heat resistance. A versatile piece of clothing suited to his taste. Finding his way through the makeshift market place, Hyoka came across a stall selling the materials he needed at the most basic level. Satisfied, he purchased a bundle so that should he decide to keep crafting, he'll have materials to use. Looking around, he spotted an energetic girl. He clicked his tongue as he turned his head away. He had a hard time with those types. Keeping his gaze slightly downward, his black hair covered his strong blue eyes from sight. They tended to have this drawing effect on people. Something about the contrast between his black hair, white skin and blue eyes. As he went to walk away, his vision went blurry and he fell to his knees. Putting a hand on his head, he tried to steady himself by making sure his head wasn't shaking. After a little bit, he stood up again. Come to think of it, when was the last time he had gone to sleep? He was so use to taking power naps by closing his eyes and then opening them at a moments notice. With all the traveling he did in real life, he had to make sure not to miss flights or bus transfers. Walking a little further, he started getting white vision and so moved over to the shade, leaning against a wall. He needed a break, but he was still going to push himself. It was just a game. There are no limits to a game. This was his mindset. He was still in the game mindset instead of reality. It'd be useless to pick up the scattered petals

[/font][/font] WORD COUNT; 507
| PARTY; Hyōka, Mab
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[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 15 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 505	Tags: Hyōka	Skills: none used

The druid needed a break from her fruitless search. Instead the girl decided to get a drink and something to eat. There were places nearby that offered excellent service and great food. Mab knew just the place and almost happily skipped across the street. Mab knew what she wanted, she wanted a piece of cheese cake and to drink she wanted a cup of cold strawberry juice. The girl liked the flavour of the juice. In fact she loved it. It was not too sweet, just a slight taste of something bitter, but sweetness still held the balance. It was great. With her newly purchased foodstuffs the girl almost tripped over someone.

“Sorry I did not see you there.”

Mab said to the boy, that leaned against a wall. He looked tired or pale. Mab wasn’t sure. The druid getting better at noticing when something was not alright, decided not to ask the obvious question if he was. The girl knew better then to ask if he was alright because he obviously was not. This did not mean that the honey blonde girl knew what was wrong with him. Except to say that he looked tired. And anyone could have an off day.

“You want some yummy food?”

Mab offered the boy. The reason she offered was because it might make him feel better, and it would be bad to fall asleep right here. He could get robbed just laying here. “Didn’t they teach him anything in adventure school?” Mab thought, knowing she was being silly. Mab offered the boy her slice of the very tasty cheese cake. It wasn’t a huge slice but should be enough to cover the first pangs of hunger if such was needed. While she waited to see if the boy would accept her cheese cake slice she took as sip of her very sweet drink.

“I just bought it from the store over there.”

Mab said to alleviate any worries that she might be trying to give him something bad. She clearly pointed at a store that sold deserts. Very tasty deserts. The boy seemed a bit out of it and Mab just hoped he would be alright. It did not seem like he was wounded. If such where the case the girl would use a healing skill. But it did not seem needed at all. If he refused the offered piece of food what else could she do for him. She knew of a few decent inns where he could rest, if he did not have his own place. In all fairness, very few players probably had their own residence, as the money needed for that was just insane. Talking about high housing costs... It seemed these prices were just too much. Mab let her train of thought go to focus on the boy in front of her.

“there is a park nearby where you can rest yourself if you need to..”

Mab offered. Not wanting to pressure the summoner into anything. It was just not Mab’s style.

[Hyōka]

Nothing is left at the end of the unchained me Waiting for his vision to clear up, Hyoka just sat there waiting. Having slid down the wall, he was leaning his dizzy head against the wall in that cool shade. He remembered an experience similar to this in reality. He had not been the very sporty type, and one time pushed himself too far. By the end, he came to a stop but never caught his breath, eventually getting chest pains and nearly blacking out. His remedy was first to kneel which didn't help, so he sat, but figured laying down was best. Wasn't something he could particularly do in this situation, so he did his best to wait it out. Exhaustion and fatigue were two different things, so maybe this would be fine by itself. With a hazy white vision, he felt something collide with him, particularly his outstretched leg, sine the other was propped up closer to his body. Hearing some words follow that thud, he listened to the apology, feeling like responding but lacking the energy to do so. At this point, he would normally evaluate the person, looking them over. As he moved his head to do so, he felt his head spin a bit so left it laying against the wall, instead evaluating the voice he heard. A girl of a young age, maybe young teen, and coming from not too far above him so not particularly tall. With his hair only covering his left eye, his right ice blue eye shone in contrast to his colors. His eyes were clearly not focusing well, but they still had this piercing gaze to them, especially since his eyelids were partly closed. Listening about food, he didn't bother turning his head in the direction of the stall but opened his mouth instead. ｢Food is not necessary-｣ is what he intended to say, but before he could finish, his stomach objected. On top of lacking sleep, he apparently lacked sustenance. The ironic thing of life. Requiring items of real life in order to escape it, such as food, water and sleep. Looking down after that, he cleared his throat, keeping a mysterious but stern tone of voice. ｢I'll take some, thanks.｣ Taking the offering, he munched on the very tasty cheesecake, savoring the taste with a somewhat delighted looking face compared to his stern look earlier. Mentioning something about a place to rest, Hyoka felt a bit rebellious to it as he attempted to stand then and there, speaking as he did so. ｢I'll rest when I'm dea...d...｣ Yet again, his body failed him as he started shaking the moment he got to his feet. Putting her back against the wall, he looked upwards and kept his hands on his knees to support himself. The upwards look was to open his airway. Taking a few deep breaths, he again restated his sentence. ｢Some rest... would be good. I spent too long exploring, but at least I've mapped the zones in my head.｣ Talking to himself by the end of it, he looked at the girl who helped him and nodded his head, saying a word of thanks for her help. It'd be useless to pick up the scattered petals

[/font][/font] WORD COUNT; 516
| PARTY; Hyōka, Mab
| NOTES; So sorry for the wait...
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