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[Nisha]

Breathing in the air of the forest again was soothing, Nisha had been away for a little bit to rest on her own and train a bit, boosting her level into the 50´s now and having her sixth tail, slithering behind her and nervously brushing over the grass as she approached the lower leveled area, wondering where it would lead her this time. Last time she had been here, there had been quite some ruckus and she had not been able to rest up, making her move to a more secluded area for a while. But now that was over and done with and Nisha felt full of energy again, her armor and weapons updated to something better than before, even though it was better than before, much better in comparison. It was still not really what she had wanted.

Sighing, she let her eyes wander over the field, slowly taking in the greenery and wide view she could enjoy from the soft mound she was standing on, casually dressed in her short gray skirt and jacket, black thigh highs and shoes. She still felt the weight of the armor below it, but it felt much nicer to run around in casual wear she had asked someone to craft for her. It was plain enough to not be too noticeable and yet it fit the short and lithe foxgirl quite well. After all, that was the point behind the avatar the player behind the controller had thought off. To not be noticed like usually, to meet people without having too much of an expression right from the start so getting to know them was just that and not a pretend play with a fixed outcome. Even though she had to say she had found more friends than enemies so far and was not sure if she would classify any of her encounters as bad per sé. Wondering about it, she looked at a boar creature lurking close by, remembering how difficult it had been for her in the beginning to defeat them and wondered how easy it would be now. Maybe a bit too easy? Maybe she should tone down her level a little and battle them that way? A smirk appeared on her face as she pondered such, but already knew the outcome, her ears were twitching like crazy, her hand already in fighting stance and the boar was now intently looking at Nisha.

"BANZAI!" Nisha exclaimed loudly as she used a skill, her upgraded and powered up iaido, her sword only a black stripe as it whirled through the air and cut through the boar, kicking it´s health bar into death, but Nisha was not done yet, adding another slash, she rushed forward and slashed through another boar, sliding on her heels through particles of it dissipating slowly around her as she came to a halt. Ah, this was more fun than she could have anticipated, reminded her of the time she watched someone do the same, just brutally slash around until everything in the field was gone and respawned some time later. It was definitely interesting. Sheathing her sword, Nisha chuckled and then laughed out loud, most likely looking like a madman but not really caring about it in any way. Ah, it was good to be back to the old places and breathe the air of her old victories again. Now to find someone to party up with and have some fun, thinking briefly about messaging someone on her friends list, she decided to just wait for someone to come along and wave at them in greeting if they looked alone, maybe adding a 'hi' depending on how lonely or forlorne.

Words: 615
Tags: none
Weapon: Nishan(Scar)
Armor: Nishanat (Daybreak)
Accessoires: Nishani (Keepsake)

[cymakara]

It was finally time to stop being lazy, sitting around doing nothing while people's generocity to the new player wore off and you were seen as just a bum and begger over someone trying to go far in this new world. He had been sleeping on the ground a lot, and had not budged his levels at all since he had been thrown into the game. He sighed through his nose a bit as he walked out towards the newbie fields. He knew a few tips and tricks he'd learned from overhearing people talk. Just say and feel the move and it'll happen like if you just clicked on it in game. It was weird... Actually having to act out everything... What to start on was the question? Boars were probably a good test. They were strong, but slow, good to evade but tough to just wreck. He cracked his knuckles, approaching one. He grinned, taking his stance as he began to shout, "BULLET PU-..." Wait... Where did the boar go-... Cy stared for a moment as the Multi-tailed lady just shred right through his kill, dropping his stance for one of a more... Hurt expression. His face, made to look war-torn, strict, and to many frightening, kept a mute expression as he spoke. "...Ok then..."


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[Nisha]

Ah, this feeling of power and might... well, not that Nisha felt it, it was more for other people who gave two cents about it, for Nisha it was the feeling of finally being able to do stuff like this again after having not done anything for so long. To finally feel her tails whipping around like that and feel the blade in her hand. In short to feel the game again, the rush and the death around her. But in all that she had kind of overlooked some guy standing around and wanting to hit something. Ah, now she felt a bit bad. She hated when people were doing that and now she had done so herself, where had her head been? With pink cheeks, she stood up straight and looked at the towering... well, he looked bigger from the way he stood and stuff, just intimidating? Nah, it was more something else?

Thinking as such, Nisha slowly walked over tilting her head to the side and looking him up and down while drawing closer. "Sorry about that, can´t really claim I could not see you, but I did not see you..." Biting her lower lip she looked a bit apologetic and quite curious at him, the first person she had seen up close in a while and he looked quite interesting. Her tails were flicking and twitching a little from happiness and curiosity. Yes indeed, she was still trying to tame her tails, a feature most people did not even take into consideration or thought about while playing races with tails and even more so the fox race who gained more tails as they went by. It was interesting that something so specific happened to a race and even if the programmers did not have anything planned for them, who knew, maybe in this new system and with the new rules she would find another way, a way to use them, to make them into something useful and interesting... Aside from being totally fluffy and nice to nap on. Ah, all the times she had only her tails to crawl on to, all the brushes she had used to get the bristles out and make them as shiny as they were now.

The soft and silky feeling of them. Unconsciously, her hand had wandered and had brushed into her own tail, softly moving over it and scooping it up, holding it in her hand and enjoying the softness. Too few people knew how awesome these things could be, but she would not share her opinion about them. "So, yeah, any way I can make it up to you?" Nisha asked nonchalantly and began wandering around the other player like a hunter around it´s prey, but with a smile that was more gentle and had no intention to hurt. She may have her faults, but at least she was nice around other people. And this slip up had really hurt her, it was good that she had decided to come back, who knew how much more rude or arrogant she would grow if she was not around other people, just the thought alone was enough to make her want to go back in time and stop herself from leaving, but some things could not be undone.


Words: 547
Tags:  cymakara
Weapon: Nishan(Scar)
Armor: Nishanat (Daybreak)
Accessoires: Nishani (Keepsake)