[Solo] The Blonde Dynamo

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"T-Thank you sir!" a young fox tail said cutely, a radiant smile finding its way onto her face. The person she was talking to, a middle aged lander, smiled back.

"No problem! I'm always happy to help!" he said, happily. "You should be able to catch him if you're quick." he finished, pointing to the east. Nodding, the girl started to run in the direction he was pointing, disappearing into the distance.

Once she knew that the lander couldn't see her, she sighed and slumped against a wall. 'It is honestly scary how well I pull that act off.' Kat chuckled to herself. Her good spirits didn't last that long though, as she saw where she had ended up. She was at the entrance to the Windsor Greatwood. "Great, he went into the forest. How in the hell am I meant to find him now!?" she yelled to herself, cursing the man in question.

Kat had been searching for days on end for some guy who called himself the "Blonde Dynamo", or some variant thereof. He had pissed off a group of landers, and they had put a bounty on his head. She didn't really care about the bounty though, and the landers offering the quest were a bunch of asshats anyways. The thing that got her attention was the description she was given. Barring his hair colour, he sounded like a carbon copy of one of the members of her guild back before the Catastrophe. Kat knew that the person couldn't possibly be Troy, after all, Troy was busy with work when the expansion pack came out, he wasn't able to get it on time. Still though, it couldn't possibly hurt to check.

Well, that was her thoughts before she actually went to go check. The Troy look-alike was being a pain in the arse to find, and his movements were so random that it was pretty much impossible to actually predict where he would go next. Honestly, at this point, Kat might just kill him and take the bounty, regardless of his identity.

Sighing again, Kat looked at the forest entrance once more. She was a bloody Cleric, and she wasn't in a group, she wouldn't be able to defend herself from the mobs in there. Or, well, she would be able to (she was getting pretty handy with the "Martyr Spear" skill), but it probably wouldn't be a great idea to go in there nevertheless. She knew that.

"And yet I still find myself going in here..." she muttered as she started to walk into the woods. "I am so going to regret this."

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Notes: This takes place after "Cowboys and Sorcerers" and before "An Evening Stroll".]

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"I so, SO TOTALLY REGRET THIS!" she yelled as she dodged another attack from the Nepent Snatcher. She looked around the battlefield once more, and groaned when she saw that the Snatcher's health bar was still pretty much full. She had gotten lucky so far, only finding low-levelled mobs, but she was getting overwhelmed. She was only a Cleric for Christ's sake! Her only real method of attack was Martyr Spear, and she was running out of mana for that at a rapid pace. Glancing to her left, she saw the nearby bushes start to rustle. She started to panic. "Okay, okay, goddamnit, if that's another mob, I'm so totally dead!" she yelled to herself, starting to charge another Martyr Spear. She watched it start to form, getting ready to launch it-

Her face fell as she saw the the unformed spear dissolve midair. Damn. She was out of mana, wasn't she? "Oh no..." she whispered under her breath, as she braced herself for the feeling of the giant flytrap's mouth (trap?) closing on her head.

She blinked as she saw a flash of wind magic strike the Snatcher. "Wha-?" she muttered as she saw a Sylph summon beating on the plant relentlessly. Kat's eyes darted around the area, attempting to find the Summoner. Luckily for her, she didn't exactly have a hard job there, considering, well...

Mad laughter echoed through the forest, as a blonde-haired man jumped down, firing off a bolt of wind magic at the Snatcher. Kat froze as she saw his face. 'That's him.' she thought to herself. Sure enough, the blonde man fit the description of the "Dynamo" that had annoyed the landers, and, more disturbingly to Kat, looked like a carbon copy of Troy. 'Of course,' she sweatdropped as she saw the man attempt to punch the plant. 'Troy wasn't this dumb. This guy is reaching Kuro levels of cocky.'

Granted, he did have a bit of skill, considering despite his dumb manoeuvres he was still steadily killing the thing. Kat looked at her mana, and then looked at the health of the Snatcher. She grinned. She was getting the last kill. She started to form her Martyr Spear, and grinned as it actually stayed in the air this time. Her grin widening evermore, she watched as the spear started to head towards the Snatcher at a very high velocity, hitting the target dead-on. Once she saw the Snatcher burst into gold (she'd never get used to that), she turned to face the Summoner. "S-So, I'm assuming you're the "Blonde Dynamo" that everyone wants to kill?" she asked, stuttering. She looked him over. It was honestly scary how close this guy's avatar was to Troy's IRL appearance, but she still doubted that it was him.

"Yup, that'd be me!" he said, grinning as he exaggerated a bow. "The blonde dynamo, the master of disaster, Cecil, at your service!"

Kat sweatdropped again. 'Yeah. Nevermind, this is definitely not Troy.' she amended. Trying her hardest to actually remain in character, she blushed and did a small bow of her own. "T-Thank you for saving me!" she said, her blush growing. God, she said it once before, and she'll say it again, that act was way to embarassing.

"Yeah, well, you definitely needed the help. No offence, well, all offence, you kinda suck."

Kat paused. Well then. Shot's fired. "W-well... I am a Cleric, I'm not exactly meant to be fighting..." she muttered, staring at her boots. God, how much she wanted to punch this guy...

The man-Cecil, paused, and grinned again. "Fair point, but that just means that you're an idiot for choosing to fight." he remarked.

Kat's face broke out into a grin. This guy's a massive arse, why hold back? "This is coming from the man who decided that punching a Snatcher was a good idea? Honestly, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that you didn't have a plan-oh wait, you didn't!" she snarked. Cecil paused for a good moment or two, obviously not expecting the cute little girl to actually snark back at him. He seemed to approve though, since his grin widened evermore.

"Ouch! Kitty's got claws!" he laughed, looking Kat over. "Y'know, if it wasn't for me, you would've died."

"And if I'd have died, I'd just respawn at the Cathedral. Death really doesn't bother me that much." Alright, that was a bald-faced lie. She was scared to death-pun not intended-of dying, but Cecil didn't need to know that.

Cecil huffed, knowing that Kat had won the argument, a piece of knowledge that Kat relished. "Whelp, whatever. Let's just get out of the forest already, it's boring in here."

Kat raised her eyebrow. "...This is a place where mobs could spawn at any minute and kill you, and you consider it... boring?" Kat asked incredulously. Cecil nodded. "...you know what, I think I like you." she said happily, her face breaking out into a grin. "Let's get out of here."

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Once they had reached the entrance to Londinium, Cecil turned to Kat. "Okay, for serious now, why the hell do you know the name 'The Blonde Dynamo'?" Kat chuckled.

"I already told you didn't I? A couple of landers want you dead. Honestly, I was thinking of picking up the bounty, but I decided that trying to befriend you could turn out to be more fun in the long run." she explained.

Cecil barked out a laugh. "Ha! Like you could kill me, anyways." He turned to Kat and grinned. "You can't kill me. No one can kill me. I'm the blonde dynamo baby, and don't you forget it!"

Kat sweatdropped. "Are... you always like this? Or are you just especially hyper today?" Not getting a response, she turned to his Sylph pleadingly. Unfortunatly for Kat, all the fairy-like creature did was smile and nod. Kat sighed. 'Well, at least the fairy is cute, I guess...' she thought to herself as she watched Cecil continue talking. 'Is... is this what it's like to be someone other than me? Is my rambling as annoying as this?' Kat dreaded the answer.

The two talked-or, rather, one talked, the other snarked-for a while, until Cecil paused. "Hm? What?" she asked questioningly, looking at the Summoner curiously.

"Ah, no, it's nothing. You just remind me of someone I know IRL, that's all." Kat's eyes widened, but Cecil didn't seem to notice. "We were in a guild together. I know he got the game. I wonder where is now..." he trailed off.

There's no way. Cecil couldn't be Troy, could he? He didn't act anything remotely like Troy-wait!

No, Cecil did act like Troy. Whenever they played Elder Tale (i.e. always), he would always get pretty into the game, and whenever he talked to someone online, he...

Kat froze up. 'Well, I suppose I get to see the Greater Internet F*ckwad Theory in action, then...' she thought, as she decided to push deeper. "Hey, um, just curious, what did this guy look like?" Kat asked, doing her best at hiding her obvious discomfort. "If he tried to make his avatar look like he did IRL, maybe I could've heard of him?" That didn't sound convincing at all, but Cecil didn't seem to care that much.

"Well, he was around 14 years old when we got sucked into the game, he had black hair, he was, eh, an average height, and always played-"

"-as an Assassin." Kat finished, causing Cecil to freeze. Slowly, he turned to face Kat.

"You know him!? Where is he!?" 

"Ah, well, you see..." Kat started, her voice noticeably lowering a few octaves until it became a voice that Cecil could recognize.

"You've gotta be sh*ttin' me..." he said, his face slowly shifting to a grin.

"...Troy, if you laugh, I swear to God I'll-"

Katarina didn't get to finish as she heard Cecil's laughter fill the air. He was laughing so hard he was actually crying. 

"Oh, f*ck you Troy..." she muttered angrily.

"I-I'm sorry, I just can't believe you're stuck in-" Aaaand he was laughing to hard to finish his sentence. Great. This wasn't degrading in the slightest. "S-so, have you already gotten na-"

Kat punched him in the gut, glaring at him angrily. "I am so going to kill you. I am going to kill you, and no one will find the body." she muttered angrily. That shut him up.

"But seriously, have you?" Well, for the most part anyway.

"Seriously Troy, shut the hell up!" Kat yelled, blushing furiously.

...The answer was yes, but he didn't need to know that.

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Notes: I probably won't continue this little thread, it only exists to serve as an introduction to Cecil anyways. If you're curious, here's Cecil's character sheet: Character Sheet]