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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2014 4:42:54 GMT
There was not enough candy in Elder Tale. No. Therefore, as a chef, Caerbannog felt that it was her duty to bring more candy to the dark land. And not just any candy, but useful ones which tasted nice and could be used by adventurers for their daily lives. So, armed with some knowledge from the landers, the girl set out to find herbs and other materials which could be used for making the aforementioned candy.
The task at hand could be far too dangerous for a single person to undertake- also she was too small to reach anything in trees or high ledges. The chef therefore pulled up her Friends list and looked for people who could help her with what she had in mind. Kumori? Nope, he was probably busy killing things or stalking people. Stryke? She didn’t want to die again. Cy Makara? Probably knitting. Haneroze? Too short. Finally, the list was narrowed down to just one person. Someone who was tall, dark... and very nice.
“ Gathering things please, “ Caerbannog called up @0x1dea and did not explain much else.
If the guardian was not too late, the two adventurers could hitch a ride on a merchant cart would depart for Sarum. Along the way, they could hop off and head into the border of Windsor Greatwood and the Marshlands of Thames once again. From that point onwards, they probably would know better than to draw various types of monsters for no good reason. As for the girl though, she would not explain the purpose of the gathering task itself.
“ Shade between swamp and forest, “ she would simply state, “ Chamomile, mint, oregano. “
The other thing that Caerbannog needed was chili peppers, which grew farther into the Greatwoods. And lastly, aloe vera which was cultivated by cranky landers in the Savill Flower Grove.
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Word Count: 305
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2014 13:22:25 GMT
Status: The Great Scavenger Hunt Begins
Oxford was still sleeping in the inn, having slept straight for a day and a half since his last raid of the Marshlands. His telepathy call rang, waking from his sleep as he groggily answered it.
"Mmm, 'llo? Oh, hi Caer."
The conversation was short and sweet, Caerbannog mentioning something about gathering items during their talk.
(Alright. Just shopping through London, I should be able to handle that.)
Oxford's heart dropped a little when she told him to meet her outside the Londenium gate, knowing that shopping in London was not the place where they would be getting the required items.
(Whatever she has in store, it's probably going to keep me on my toes.)
Nonetheless, Oxford agreed to the arrangement, and slowly made his way downstairs and onto the street. Before stopping by the gate, he picked up some food (chicken for him, a cake for her) for their journey.
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A large yawn escaped from Oxford, still trying to shake off the last bits of sleepiness. He found Caer next to the gate, sitting in the back of a Lander's wagon. The Lander was next to his horse, brushing it as they waited for him.
"Sorry I'm late. I picked up some food in case we get hungry along the way."
He handed the cake to Caer, and offered some of his chicken to the Lander as an apology for being late. He declined at first, saying not to worry about it, but then decided to take a piece when the smell hit him.
Oxford climbed into wagon, his various chicken dishes tucked away safely in his Inventory as the wheels started to turn.
(I wonder what Caer has in store for this trip. Nothing too dangerous I hope.)Words: 290
OOC Notes: Who needs a carriage when you've got 2 tanks?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2014 15:17:08 GMT
The guardian wasn’t really late, and the samurai did not mind either for when he arrived, the young man bought cake! Caerbannog eagerly accepted the gift, though her better judgment would have told her not to accept cake from strangers. But she could also easily argue that Oxford was no longer a stranger. They even went on a Pokemon Hunt together. Once the wagon was underway, the samurai sat in front of the guardian and enumerated to him the items that she needed.
“ Chamomile, mint, oregano, “ she said as she ate the cake, “ Chili peppers and aloe vera. “
Six words! What an improvement! But after that, the samurai fell as silent as before until she finished eating her cake. With her hands all filthy, the girl then decided to ask Oxford something that has been bothering her for a while ever since she met him.
“ Why wear glasses? “ the samurai asked as she poked Oxford’s left glasses lens with her cake-greased fingertips, “ Eyesight bad? “
It would have been odd if he answered yes, for her own eyesight was much better in Elder Tale. She did not have to wear contact lenses or glasses. After that question, the samurai looked ahead. They were close to that place where the lands changed, the shade between the forest and the swamp. Soon, the wagon would slow down and let them be on their own way.
OOC Notes: CAKE!
Word Count: 240
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 3:10:08 GMT
Status: A Grocery List of Epic Proportions (Six, Actually)
Oxford had taken out his notebook and wrote down the ingredients on a seperate page, just in case he forgot.
"Heh, you're feeling pretty chatty today, aren't you?"
Oxford flashed a teasing grin at her as he said this, turning back to his notebook after seeing her reaction. As he wrote some more notes, he heard the small Samurai's question, and nearly jumped when her finger poked the lens of his glasses.
"Well, it would just seem weird to not wear them around. Plus, I think most people look better with them."
He took off his glasses and began wiping the cake icing smudge from the lens.
"Do I look better without them?"
Despite her reply, Oxford put them back on his face, pushing them up to the bridge of his nose with his finger.
(Huh. I never gave that idea much thought. Just a habit, I guess.)
Oxford thought about taking his glasses and putting them on Caer to see how she looked with them on, but she would probably throw them in the grass somewhere. Or worse, she could flip out, and then he would be on the receiving end of Caer's tiny, yet powerful, fists.
He was about to ask Caer her thoughts on wearing glasses, but stopped the question once he felt the wagon slowing down. The two tanks jumped out of the wagon, stretching a bit before they started off on their journey.
The land seemed to mix, the environments of the woods and the swamp converging at the point they stopped.
(Hmm, pretty smart. This way, we don't waste time traveling between the two regions.)
Oxford followed Caer towards the areas, keeping an eye out for anything that might decide to jump out at them.Words: 291
OOC Notes: What sorts of follies shall befall on us today?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 5:37:57 GMT
Caerbannog looked at her hands which were full of cake. She thought about licking them clean but then that would be rude. Instead she patted the lander on the back with two hands. There, all clean. Afterwards, she turned to Oxford; though she did not answer his question immediately, the girl did hear it.
“ About the same, “ was her reply to whether he looked better without the glasses, “ Slightly cuter with. “
The samurai was not one to compliment or criticize people’s appearances since after all they were in Elder Tale. But if asked, she would reply honestly and without batting an eyelash too. If the answer was negative, she would probably refrain from saying it directly; but her answer to Oxford was a positive one, and so she said it without hesitation.
Once the wagon stopped, Caerbannog bid farewell to the now cake-smelling lander. She then looked at the marshlands, and then at the forest, and finally decided to just walk between them. Some of the herbs that she needed did require shade and slightly damp soil such as the one found in marshlands, but too far in and the ground would be too muddy. Herbs would not grow on soil which was too damp and sticky.
“ Looking for loamy, “ the girl explained to the guardian; hopefully he knew what she meant.
They started the search closer to the marshlands where the ground was slightly muddy and a bit uneven to walk on. Caerbannog watched her step as she walked on, and soon enough a familiar plant with distinct green leaves came into view. A few steps further revealed that a whole row of mint was actually present in that area. Mint plants were invasive, and it was probably the presence of massive green trees in the Greatwood which kept them at bay. Or perhaps the presence of that one Level 10 Nepent Snatcher a little way off to the left side kept the mint plants in check.
OOC Notes: Plants of doom!
Word Count: 333
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 14:15:44 GMT
Status: The Minty Fresh Farmer
Oxford was too busy thinking about Caer's remark, not even noticing when she wiped her hands on the Lander's back.
(Heh, slightly cuter with...Does that mean she thought I was already cute?...Gah! Stop it, she didn't mean anything else by it!)
He shook his head, getting his thoughts back on the mission, trying to de-rail the mushy train of thought. All of sudden, he heard a sharp noise.
Caer had clapped her hands together to get rid of the last bits of cake, bringing him back to the present. She had also mentioned something about "loamy".
(I think it's a type of soil, but that's about all I know about it.)
The ground beneath his feet was moist, making it hard for Oxford to keep his balance as they walked through the soil, Caer keeping a watchful eye on the ground. She seemed to be looking for a specific plant as they searched the ground.
Oxford looked around the area, seeing if he could spot any chili peppers growing anywhere (since it was the only one he could identify). As he scanned the area, he noticed some movement at the end of the row of mint.
A Level 10 Nepent Snatcher was surveying the ground, every once in awhile brushing it's leafy appendages against the plants as if it were a protective mother.
Oxford crouched low, trying to take a less threatening position so the beast didn't aggro on them. Despite this, he still placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, just in case things didn't go the way they planned.
He turned to see if Caer had noticed the monster guarding the plants, but as he did so, he lost his footing, falling onto the damp soil with a loud *SPLAT*. The Snatcher immediately turned to face them, letting out a planty howl at the pair of them.
Oxford brushed what filth stuck to him, returning to the crouching position he was originally in. He figured if they lay low, then the monster wouldn't consider them a harmful threat.Words: 344
OOC Notes: Fight or flight?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 16:25:30 GMT
The herbs were within reach, but a nepent snatcher stood between the samurai and the ingredients that she wanted. Caerbannog did not move from her spot, even when Oxford tripped and drew the creature’s attention. She figured that she could just hack her way through the thing, but then it displayed a curious reaction. After the howl, the snatcher did nothing more than sway left and right as if it was looking for something, and then it went back to tending to the mint.
- Is it blind? - the samurai wondered.
She tilted her head to the side while her feet remained on the same spot, not moving an inch. As the samurai looked over the creature, she did not see anything that resembled eyes.
- Why did it react to Oxford? - was her next question, still to herself, - Clumsiness radar? -
And that, of course, was just a joke. To herself. Yes, Caerbannog jokes to herself. They’re not funny though, so she does not laugh. Back to the terror at hand, the only other option was detection through sound. The samurai pulled out an iron pot from her inventory then she threw it at Oxford. As soon as the pot touched the ground, the nepent snatcher hissed and ran towards it, leaving the mint plants unattended. Caerbannog quickly pulled up her menu and activated the Teacher System which synched down her level to Oxford’s level.
The girl then dashed towards the mint plants and pulled some up along the way. Alerted by the movement of the samurai and the pulling of mint, the nepent snatcher turned to look at Caerbannog. If Oxford moved from his spot though, his movement would also attract the creature and with his level being the same as the samurai’s, the enemy would go after the closer one, which was the guardian. The samurai continued to run and would do so until the creature stopped chasing her.
OOC Notes: You got ditched! But I swear that there's a point to this xD
Word Count: 325
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 18:32:36 GMT
Status: The Diversion is the Version Where I Might Die
The iron pot clanging next to Oxford caused him to jump, the Nepent Snatcher immediately eyeing him as it ran towards him.
Caer then bolted towards the mint plants, no longer being tended by the living salad monster. Oxford was somewhat hurt by this action, using him as bait as she collected her ingredients.
However, the Snatcher stopped, noticing Caer as she gathered her mint plants, and rushed at the Samurai instead.
(Great. Now I got ditched by the animated plant, too.)
He noticed that the Wolf-Hair had dropped her level via the Teacher System, leveling herself out so her presence wouldn't draw the aggro of all the monsters.
The plant creature was steadily closing fast on Caer, still trying to grab as much of the green-leafed foliage as she could get her hands on.
Oxford looked back to the iron pot that lay next to him, an idea popping into his head.
(May not be the best solution, but it's the only one available at the moment...)
Equipping his shield, he grabbed the iron pot in his right hand and banged it on his shield, hoping the racket it caused would draw the monster's attention.
"HEY! YOUR MOTHER LIKES TO PHOTOSYNTHESIZE WITH OTHER PLANTS, YOU STUPID PLANT-CLASS MONSTER!"
He went ahead and threw in a taunt while he was at it, hoping it would act like salt on a festering wound. The beast slowly turned to face Oxford, a weird drool-like liquid dripping from its maw as it growled at the Guardian.
The tactic worked, Oxford not sure about what part angered it: the noise or the taunt about its mother.
(Probably both.)
The Nepent Snatcher was clearly enraged, charging toward Oxford like a starved vegetarian to the salad bar in an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Oxford held up his shield as the monster stopped short, leaning in to growl at him one more time. Oxford took advantage of the moment and swung the iron pot, smacking the creature in its bulbous head with an extremely satisfying *DOINK* sound.Words: 338
OOC Notes: I'm pretty sure I don't need to be a Chef to swing an iron pot around...
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 19:37:55 GMT
Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H) - :: - Skill: Iaido
The girl’s priority was to get as much mint as she could before the snatcher caught up to her. With each pull, she had more mint plants in her hand and the nepent snatcher became more enraged. She put the mint plants in her inventory, stopped pulling the rest of the things out of the ground and focused on getting away from her pursuer. But eventually, the creature gave up its chase. At first, Caerbannog thought that she’d gone out of its range but when she heard the sound of metal against metal, she turned around and saw Oxford doing something pretty dumb.
“ Ahou... “ the samurai said out loud and she literally facepalmed.
She was hoping that the guardian would run towards the opposite direction. If the creature was confused between the two adventurers, they could run away and just meet up someplace else. The map showed markers for party members after all. Then again, it was her own fault for not telling the other adventurer what to do. As a tank, if she was in Oxford’s position, she figured that she’d have done the same thing.
Caerbannog ran back to assist the guardian. She had the advantage because the nepent snatcher’s back was turned to her, but she suddenly lost her momentum. The girl almost tripped when she heard Oxford yell a taunt at the creature. Nepent snatcher’s mother... photosynthesize... with... what? For a moment, she considered quitting the party and leaving him for dead. She could just wait for him at the Abbey and cook up a nice meal as an apology. But that would be rude so hey, time to fight. The samurai sped off towards the snatcher which was fixated on the insulting guardian.
Once Caerbannog was close enough to strike the creature, Oxford hit the snatcher’s head with the iron pot. Due to the impact of the hit, the creature’s head turned down to one side. From that position, the samurai could get a clean cut so she took it. Careful to extend her sword just enough to cut the nepent snatcher without hitting Oxford, the samurai drew her weapon and triggered her passive Iaido which dealt extra damage. Her weapon was merely Level 5 though and with her level synched down too, a bit of HP remained and the creature turned towards her with its ‘neck’ barely attached to its body. The blue-eyed girl jumped back to avoid any attacks that the creature would throw at her. Unlike Oxford, she had no shield and because of the snatcher’s size, it could probably eat her alive. The samurai had two hands on her sword by then but she kept her ground. With its back turned to the guardian, he could probably land a killing blow.
| OOC Notes: Iaido is passive and your post was hilarious. | | Word Count: 462 | Tags: @dindeen @0x1dea |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 21:05:47 GMT
Status: And the Imaginary Crowd Goes Wild
Weapon: Antiqua Longsword (1H) | Armor: Antiqua Chain Mail |
The sharpness of the blade and the amplification from Caer's Iaido nearly removed the head of the creature, dangling by what little plant fibers were left unsevered.
(Alright, it's back is turned. I could finish it easily.)
But something stopped him.
The hypnotic motion of the plant's dangling cranial bulb captivated Oxford, the head waving back and forth as the creature tried to get its bearings. A voice spoke to him in his head as he watched it, finding its elliptical movements pleasing, almost alluring. He knew what to do. He knew what had to be done.
Oxford tightened his grip on the pot, clanging it once more against his shield as the beast turned to him. As the head swung toward him, he hauled back and smashed the head as if it were a line driver.
The head popped off, sailing in a perfect arc as it flew towards the Marshland areas. Oxford lost sight of it once it fell beneath the tree line, but the perfectly audible *SQUORCH* sound the head made signaled that it had fallen to meet the soggy earth's embrace.
"Man. Adrenaline rush or not, that felt AWESOME."
The husk of the Snatcher disappeared, dematerializing into the air as Caer simply stared at Oxford, both of her hands still on the sword. He couldn't tell if it was a stare of admiration or disgust.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to damage your cooking utensil like that."
He pulled out a rag, wiping the mud and plant gunk off of it until it sparkled like new. He gave it back to the Wolf-Hair Samurai, still not knowing how to interpret her reaction.
"...So, what should we go for next?"
The Guardian removed his glasses, wiping off the grime that had accumulated from the last battle.Words: 334
OOC Notes: I'm not to be held liable if you suffer harm from laughing too much.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2014 21:38:43 GMT
Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H) - :: - Skill: Iaido
A simple kick, punch or hit with the shield would have done thetrick. That could have killed the nepent snatcher, what with its HP so low like that, but nope. Oxford did something else entirely. He drew the creature’s attention again and sent its head sailing into the marshlands. As the drooling piece of plant material and game data flew away, the samurai’s eyes watched it curiously until it was out of sight. She then looked at the guardian just as the body of the deceased opponent slowly vanished.
“ Hmmr... “ Caerbannog had a neutral look on her face again.
The samurai took her left hand off her sword and slashed the weapon to her right side to get rid of the icky mess which the nepent snatcher left on it. Once the blade was cleaned, Caerbannog sheathed the nagamaki. Still, she looked right as Oxford until he gave back the iron pot. The girl squinted as she stared at the guardian’s face as if sizing him up, but she accepted the pot anyway and stored it in her inventory.
“ Hmm... “ she was still thinking to herself, just occasionally letting out that Hmmm sound.
She led the way farther from the marshlands and deeper into the Greatwood. There were many shrubs at the foot of trees, but none of what she needed. Caerbannog continued to walk without a word until the party chanced upon a familiar plant. It grew between two trees which were not too far apart, but the foliage was separated just enough to let sunlight fall upon the Greatwood floor. And there, right on the spot where sunlight fell, sat a plant with bright red and green fruits. The leaves were flat and slightly elongated while the fruits were thin, long and reached towards the sky as if they were small fingers.
| OOC Notes: Chili peppers~ | | Word Count: 309 | Tags: @dindeen @0x1dea |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2014 16:24:14 GMT
Status: Things Are Getting Spicy...
Weapon: Antiqua Longsword (1H) | Armor: Antiqua Chain Mail |
(I wonder if could hire Caer to try making a hot sauce for me out of these.)
He leaned down in front of one of the pepper heavy plants, picking some of them and depositing them in his Inventory. He found some purple ones that looked especially spicy (he could smell the spice oozing out of them).
As he reached to pick it, it disappeared before he could grab it.
(Huh, I guess it fell on the ground. No biggie, there's still more.)
He reached for another, but again it disappeared. He reached for another. Poof. Gone. By now, Oxford was thoroughly confused, pulling back the leaves to see what the issue was.
A couple of Ember Newts were snacking on the peppers, not showing any signs of being affected by the pepper's searing heat.
(What are you little boogers doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the Marshlands?)
Oxford then remembered that they weren't very far from the Marshes.
(They probably slithered over here to see if they could find new nesting grounds.)
"Hey, guys. Come on, get out of there. Share the peppers, will ya?"
He grapped the two of them by the tail, setting them in another plant. Oxford did this for two reasons: 1) To let him get his hands on some of the spiciest peppers he'd ever seen/smelled, and 2) he didn't want them to suffer the wrath of Caer's fists, remebering the last incident she had with them.
He picked a handful of the purple peppers, handing a couple to Caer just in case she needed them for her project. As he did so, a blast of fire incinerated the plant that he was previously picking from.
Apparently they didn't appreciated Oxford's efforts in trying to make them unnoticed.
(Don't say I didn't warn you...)Words: 323
OOC Notes: Please be gentler with them this time. And by gentler, I mean use your sword. xD
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2014 20:15:54 GMT
Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H) - :: - Skill: Iaido
The guardian seemed enthusiastic when they saw the chili pepper plant, so Caerbannog let him pick the fruits while she just waited under the shade of a tree to his right side. She still eyed him suspiciously, unsure of what Oxford will do next. He did not do anything bad in particular; it was just that he acted a bit out of character. Or rather, the samurai did not know that he could be fairly random too so she thought it odd.
As the girl watched what her fellow adventurer was doing though, she realized that maybe he was like her in some ways. Aside from being a tank like her, perhaps he had some tendencies or habits that only appeared on certain occasions. He seemed harmless enough so far, therefore Caerbannog relaxed and decided to think nothing of the strange joke and the death by pot. That was until the chili pepper plant was incinerated. What?
The samurai had accepted the chili peppers by then; that struck off another item from her ingredients list. She then turned her attention to the ember newts. Caerbannog, not really keen on drawing her sword for anything and everything that day, circled around the newts as they were preparing to attack again. They were not the brightest creatures in the woodland. The girl easily reached out and grabbed one of the creatures by its hind legs and then she lifted it up and swung it against the trunk of a nearby tree. That newt was knocked out cold and because it was attacked, its partner turned towards the samurai too.
Caerbannog’s wolf ears and tail appeared as she swung her newt overhead and slammed it down onto the other creature. At that, there were two knocked out newts on the ground. With both creatures on the same spot and in roughly the same position, the samurai finally drew her sword and sliced across both ember newts with one slash. She then sheathed her sword as the creatures disappeared to data crystals.
“ Chamomile, looks like daisy, likes sun, “ the girl said as she stepped towards Oxford. She squinted at him, “ Can find it? “
| OOC Notes: Chamomile or die~ | | Word Count: 363 | Tags: @dindeen @0x1dea |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2014 18:02:14 GMT
Status: In Search of...Sunflowers?
The Samurai was close the Guardian's face, squinting as she asked her question.
To Oxford it felt like she was saying "Honestly, if you can't find it, then I'll do the same thing to you as I did with those newts." If he knew why she was always squinting, he'd be feeling a bit more relaxed.
Oxford could feel her stare boring into him, as if it were a drill bit trying to extract information from his brain.
If this were real life, it wouldn't have bothered him as much. But real life had suddenly turned into a game, a game where this small girl had a higher attack power than Oxford, and could probably send him back to the Cathedral without blinking an eye.
He absent-mindedly adjusted his glasses as he returned a nod, not really knowing what to look for. He just knew that he felt afraid for some reason.
(Ah! It must've been the pot! She's probably upset that I dented it up with that snatcher...I'll buy her a new one when we get home.)
Flowers could be seen growing in the sunny patches, each Adventurer doing their own thing when coming across a flower patch.
(I remember her mentioning "daisy" and "sun". A daisy is a type of flower, so is she looking for a sunflower?)
A couple of them grew not too far from where Oxford was crouched, seeming to tower over him as he looked up at their yellow petals.
"No way."
Shaking his head at presenting Caer with a sunflower, he went back to searching the various flowers. Their pleasing scents wafted when the wind blew, making him feel a little drowsy. The grass was softer in these patches as well, the idea of taking a nap popping into his head.
Unable to fight it any longer, Oxford laid himself down and began to sleep, snoring softly as he fell deeper and deeper into slumber's clutches.Words: 324
OOC Notes: Just a quick nap.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 1:53:29 GMT
Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H) - :: - Chef Skill: Picnic
Caerbannog backed off from the guardian after her question was answered with a nod. She noticed that he adjusted his glasses, a mannerism of most glasses-wearing people including her in the real world. The samurai’s eyesight was fairly bad back then though not close to being legally blind yet, and for a while before she started college, she had to wear glasses. After that, the samurai wore contact lenses because she ended up breaking her glasses during her commute to school.
Back to the task at hand, the adventurers eventually found their way to a sunny part of the Greatwood. They were probably close to the Savill Flower Grove by then. Unnerved by the idea of running into slimes, Caerbannog skipped closer to the guardian; and then he turned to her with a sunflower. At first, she thought that he was just showing her those beautiful golden flowers and that they would eventually move on. But nope, Oxford laid down for a nap.
“ This guy... “ the samurai just shook her head and sat down beside him.
She wondered if he was tired or just lazy; she thought back to their first meeting at Londenium and figured that it was probably a mix of both. The samurai sighed deeply as she looked up at the sunflowers around her. They were tall but not scary at all, a bit like Oxford. After a few minutes, the girl took out two wooden bowls and, using Picnic, she shared her ‘Questionable Nuggets’ with the guardian. Caerbannog quickly finished her meal and put away her bowl; she left Oxford’s share beside his snoring face.
The samurai then stood up, rested and replenished, and walked through the rows of sunflower in search of chamomile. She knew that it could not grow in such a crowded area, so Caerbannog walked on until the vegetation grew lower, lower... and even lower than her height. Past the sunflower patches there lay a wide area covered with smaller plants. Amidst of it all, a familiar daisy-like plant grew without a care in the world. She approached it and picked parts of the plant, both flowers and leaves. When she sat down and leaned back to rest though, her arm got stuck in something cold and unpleasant.
“ Kyaaaaaaaaaaaa~! “ the girl screamed when she saw that her right arm was buried in a Level 6 Green Slime.
| OOC Notes: I imagined Caer doing a Fatality move on Oxford. | | Word Count: 398 | Tags: @dindeen @0x1dea |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 3:24:50 GMT
Status: I Hear Screams as I Eat Chicken
Oxford was dreaming about some weird dancing flower minigame, but when he caught a whiff of the Questionable Nuggets, the flowers turned into little jumping chickens. He was wondering where the hot sauce was when he woke up, the plate of deep-fried wonderfulness sitting before him.
He grabbed one of the nuggets and popped the whole thing in his mouth, chewing on the delectable mystery food that tasted very much like chicken. Just like in the dream, he checked to see if he had any spare hot sauce. Then he heard a scream.
He turned and saw the tiny Samurai leaning against a tree further away, looking like she was screaming at the flowers. Despite the terror on her face, he couldn't help but laugh to himself, the mental image of a Samurai screaming at flowers fresh in his mind.
When Oxford stood up (wiping the crumbs from his face as he did so), he noticed that her arm was stuck in something.
A Slime, by the look of it, had tried to hold Caer's hand, and she didn't appreciate it very much.
"Aw, look, it likes you!"
Caer was having none of Oxford's japes, looking like she was about to cry as she looked up at him. He sighed, grabbing the Slime and began to pull it. The Slime wasn't showing any signs of letting go.
"Sorry, bud, but you just don't seem to be her TYPE."
He grunted as he gave a final yank, Caer's hand popping out of the Slime. The problem was solved, but now another crisis arose: the Slime had now taken residence on Oxford's face, and Oxford was not pleased with this living arrangement.
His legs flailed around as he gripped the Slime, desperately trying to get it off his face before he died of lack of oxygen.
His cries for help sounded like he was trying to talk underwater.
"Glurb blub blurb gubalub blub berb!"
If you aren't fluent in the language of underwater creatures, here's a translation:
"Caer, hurry and get this off of me! It's gonna send me back to the Cathedral if it lives on my face any longer!"
Please note that some details have been added/removed to help the reader understand Oxford's plight.Words: 375
OOC Notes: Oh boy, oh boy, it's Slime Time!~
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 4:21:04 GMT
Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H)
Due to the clammy feeling around her arm and her inability to draw her weapon, Caerbannog freaked out. It didn’t help that Oxford cracked another one of his jokes. Some other time or place, she would have laughed at it but at that point, the samurai just wanted the darn thing off of her. Fortunately, the guardian was not dense or stupid and he pulled at the slime until it let go of the samurai. Caerbannog thought that it was over, but things just got worse from there.
“ Awaaa~ “ the samurai cried, unsure of what to do.
If she tried to touch the slime, it might stick to her again. If she kicked it with her foot, then she would get stuck and immobilized. Screaming at it would do nothing. She was not a magic user so she was unable to lure the creature away. Crossing out her options, Caerbannog knew that there was only one thing left to do: draw her sword and cut Oxford’s head off. He’d respawn at the Abbey anyway.
The samurai position herself close to the guardian. If only he stopped squirming... at that, Caerbannog tackled Oxford to the ground and sat on his torso to keep him from moving. She had one hand on the hilt of her sword, ready to draw it and cut the guardian’s head off. The girl gripped the nagamaki tightly and with one quick slash-
- she used her weapon, still sheathed in its saya, to lift the icky thing off of Oxford’s face. The smooth scabbard of her weapon did not stick to the slime but it afforded her some leverage to pull the thing off safely. The guardian would have been hit by the scabbard right on his pretty face, but at least it was not as bad as getting his head cut off. Caerbannog put the slime down to her right side and once the creature was free to do as it wished, she drew her weapon and cut it the thing up.
The data crystals revealed Oxford’s glasses which stuck to the slime; he’d have to clean that up. As for the samurai, she put her weapon and its scabbard back on her belt. She then proceeded to cry her eyes out while mumbling that slimes were so scary and gross. Still she sat on the guardian’s torso with all her weight and tears on him. She probably forgot that there was a person there... mhmm.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 5:08:52 GMT
Status: Teardrops Keep Fallin' On My Chest
Oxford opened his eyes as he could breathe once again, expecting to be within the halls of the Abbey. Instead, he was greeted with Caer's face, tears running down her cheeks from the encounter.
He remembered the fear on her face from before, a look of sheer terror as the Slime gripped her so. He suddenly felt horrible for teasing her, but offering an apology wouldn't feel right at this moment.
She'd probably get mad at him and start whaling on him. Seeing as how Oxford was currently pinned underneath the Samurai, he wasn't in the most advantageous position.
As Caer cried, Oxford slowly reached up and wiped away her tears with his thumb. He didn't know why, it just felt like the right thing to do at the time. Caer could beat him later if she didn't approve of the gesture.
He offered up a smile to her as he saw her reaction, laying his head back as he let out a small chuckle.
"Yes, Slimes are terrible creatures. Just look at what it did to my glasses!"
He would have reached for a rag to clean his glasses with, but he couldn't access his pouch without rolling the Samurai off his torso, which really wouldn't help him.
Resigned to his fate, Oxford let out a sigh, closing his eyes as the Samurai got her fear of Slimes out of her system.
A couple minutes passed, the breeze blowing some flower petals here and there. Oxford would glance at Caer, checking to see if she had calmed down. He would often find himself staring into her deep, blue eyes.
(Wow. They're like pools of water, shimmering with the brilliance of...)
Oxford closed his eyes as he stopped himself from finishing the mushy sentiment.
(Her eyes are blue and pretty. Let's just leave it at that.)
He opened up his eyes, watching the clouds drift by as the wind continued to blow. At least, he tried to. He had tried to wipe the Slime gunk off with his fingers, but that just seemed to make it worse.
Track of time was lost as he fell into another nap.
(Caer can slap me when she's done. It shouldn't hurt...too much...)Words: 370
OOC Notes: No, Oxford doesn't have narcolepsy. He's just...easy-going.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 7:25:40 GMT
Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H) The herb gathering was going pretty well until that slime appeared. Three out of five ingredients was not bad; what’s bad was the fact that Caerbannog kept crying without a care in the world. At some point, she felt or noticed a hand which touched her face but she did not care either. The samurai was in total Kyuu-tantrum mode, something that could only be disabled by offers of ice cream or frozen yogurt. But she was in Elder Tale where such things were non-existent at that moment, and so the girl kept on crying. Slimes were scary. She opened her eyes and noticed the sunflowers in the distance. They were taller than her- so scary! The samurai cried even louder. She looked around her and noticed the remnants of the slime creature. What if other slimes saw what happened? They could be headed her way. Terrifying! She then looked down at Oxford who had fallen asleep again. He was not scary until the girl remembered that he was much taller than her. THAT was absolutely scary! Kyuu wanted to rub her eyes but her armor got in the way, so she rolled off the guardian to the side which did not have slime residue and tried to take off her yoroi. It was too much work and she could barely see anything through her tears. She remembered to pull up her armor interface and unequipped the item from there, leaving only her nagamaki, black yukata, shorts and boots. With her sleeves free and unarmored, the samurai rubbed her eyes until most of the tears were gone. Oxford was still asleep and she did not want to summon Hrairoo for fear of getting slime goo on the rabbit. So instead, Kyuu took out Kuromi from her inventory, a black rabbit plushie with red button eyes and red thread for its mouth, made by Aeryn’s guild leader Kumori. She kept crying, her face buried onto the plushie’s back. Eventually, the samurai calmed down and remembered that she still had other things to do aside from cry her eyes out. Caerbannog looked over to Oxford who was still asleep. She crawled over to his right side and pressed Kuromi’s head right onto the guardian’s snoring face; the rabbit button eyes touched Oxford’s own eyes. | OOC Notes: --- | | Word Count: 382 | Tags: @dindeen @0x1dea |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 13:21:38 GMT
Status: Defeated By the Plushie Rabbit
Oxford stirred as he felt something tap against his glasses. The disoriented Guardian squinted his already closed eyes as he stretched, stopping when he felt a soft fabric on his nose. His eyes opened, crossing when looked down at the object invading his personal space.
It was a black plush rabbit, its red eyes staring at him as he let out a yawn.
"Sorry, Caer. I didn't mean to nod off again."
He sat up, stretching his arms, looking at the Samurai to see if she'd gotten over her terror of the Slime.
(She must be fine if she's trying have her rabbit make out with me.)
Realizing that the Samurai no longer pinned him down, he took out a rag and wiped the crud off his glasses. It took some time, but he could finally see through them again. He pushed them back up on his nose, adjusting them to where they felt comfortable.
He looked back over to Caer, seeing her red eyes.
(She must've cried some more after I fell asleep.)
Now Oxford felt like the worst person alive. While he dozing off, a girl was crying, having to deal with a trauma by herself.
Oxford removed his chain mail so he could attack the Slime gunk that insisted on living on it. He wiped off all of the ooze before he did his next crazy act.
Scooting over to Caer, he took her in his arms and hugged her, not squeezing her too tight, but tight enough to get his point across.
"I'm so sorry I dazed off there. Had I known better, I would've, no, I should've been more thoughtful in the first place."
A couple moments passed as he hugged her, noticing how nice her hair smelled.
(Or maybe it's the flowers.)
He then realized that Caer may not be the hugging type, but it was too late. What's done is done. Still, Oxford was ready to fend for his life if he had somehow crossed a line he wasn't meant to cross.
"Are you ready to resume the quest, or are you going to need a little more time to recover?"
He looked at her cute face, her blue eyes shimmering as she looked back.
(Dang it, how can you be so cute...)
He felt his face begin to flush, realizing how close he had placed himself to this Wolf-Hair.Words: 397
OOC Notes: Hopefully that wasn't too sappy.
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