Girls just want to have fun! [Mentor/Parasole]

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia had found leisure time to sneak away from her duties as Guild Headmistress for the Vylbrand Academy and serving drinks at the underground bar known as ‘The Drunken Druid’ in St. Pancreas Station. She had been worn out from all the paper work and clerical pencil pushing she had to do and all the long winded discussions she had with Bailin, the Director of Education, about all where all the finances should go in their budget. All the number crunching that was done, she usually left up to their treasurers, the accountants, Bailin and Strife, as that was their strong suit.



Merlin, the lander owner of the pub, had offered her the weekend off as she was working double shifts tirelessly through the week as a bartender. She served a multitude of drinks there and treated the people kindly as she listened to their stories and wondrous adventures. Sometimes they would get comfortable enough to share stories about how their lives were in the real world. She heard about different cultures and nations. It seemed that this server had become a sort of slight melting pot for those she had the luxury of meeting. She had experienced a wide assortment of players ranging from Asians to Europeans and also Americans. She enjoyed the rich diversity and differing perspectives of the people as they bonded over talks of heritage and culture. However, the days were long and thus made Saskia very weary.



Today, she simply wanted to relax and do as little tedious work as possible. So she chose today to take a relaxing day to have a rather girly time among the field of flowers as she walked out in her purple floral dress. It was made of elegant silk and was a charming and intricate design. She had it made by the guild’s tailor, a French-Korean man by the name of Mitsuru. He was a rather odd, yet friendly Heretic and a very adept craftsman. She enjoyed his company as he had a good heart most of the time, though a bit misguided.



Her delicate fingers played in the grass as she lifted her hand to feel the soft petals of a flower in full bloom. The soothing aroma of the botanical garden was soothing as it’s scent lingered in the air. Saskia felt as if she were embracing the wondrous comforts of the mystical garden of Eden.



Her warhorse, Icarus also rested by her side as he laid down and gazed at the field of flowers with her warm chocolate eyes. It seemed as he was with her everywhere he went as many would call the two virtually inseparable as they traveled and roamed around the many uncharted fields of this world.



The ivory coated steed shook his head and made his golden mane rustle about as he blinked at his master.



She smiled gently and ran her soft hands over the tip of his snout and gazed into his eyes with her shining sapphire gems. She simply adored him as she was a animal lover naturally and she became quite fond of his fighting spirit.



The horse bowed his head down and began to munch away at the flowers.



“No you silly horse! Don’t eat the flowers!” Saskia giggled. “They’re pretty!”


She exclaimed with a goofy himmering white smile.



“See?” She said as she lifted a white flower and placed it in her hair.



“Well, how do I look?” She asked the horse who just seemed to stare at her in bewilderment.

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30) 
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 586
Post Theme Song: She runs





TAGS: parasole

template by caesar

[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 440

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

Parasole huffed as he walked down the empty cobblestone path leading towards the savill flower grove area, it was very empty for the moment which was odd due to the time of day it was. It had been a long stretch and she hadn't done too much as of late, still trying to get used to his new body. You'd think it would have been a cake walk walking in the opposite gender but it wasn't, there were things that had to be taken care of.

As a guy, Parasole only hair to run a hand through his hair, brush his teeth change his clothes and he was good to go, as a girl he needed to do his hair, check his clothes, take care of other things, he shuddered as he walked. He even missed being able to stand while he peed, Tavern toilets were not the most honest looking things he had witnessed.

But at the moment he was freezing his ass off. He had decided to leave the current tavern that he had been staying in and get in some exploration of Londinium and surrounding area early that day but not realizing how the temperature tended to drop during the morning. So, here he was. Walking down the cold street with nothing but his usual attire.Which of course consisted of a simple plaid skirt sporting random school colors and a thin button up top over which he had that same red sports jacket.

"Stupid game.. Teeny tiny skirts.." He continued to mumble irritably under his breathe. He had taken it for granted playing female gender-ed characters with their skimpy outfits as a habit, but now that he was condemned to live as one, he cursed each and every game designer out there. As he trudged along, he spotted a rather unique looking building further down the path somewhat. From the sign hanging off the side of the building of a druid looking character keeled over with a drink in his hand, he guessed that it had to be a tavern.


“Well, how do I look?” The cleric stopped in her tracks as she gazed around. Had the voice been speaking to him? Pursing his lips he caught sight of a candy floss pink haired female, she seemed impressive looking and she seemed to be posing for a horse or at least Elder Tales version of one anyway. "You'll be waiting some time for an answer I think." The cleric chuckled as he took a step towards the woman. He didn't want to get to close just in case the woman turned out to be a player killer.

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia was laying back and giggling up at the girl’s joke as she plucked a flower from the garden and sniffed a yellow tulip and laid on her back in her long floral dress.



She gazed up at the girl who had soft angelic features, beautiful eyes, a porcelain face and vibrant red hair. She noticed her out of the corner of her eye as she walked rather...manly. There was barely a feminine twist in her hips at all. There was something off-kilter about her posture. She seemed to be pretty awkward, but Saskia never judged.



“Yeah, I’m just being Silly...Icarus knows that. I raised him since he was a lovable little pony.” Saskia grinned as she lifted herself over to him, and laid her back on his warm side.



“Oh wow, you’re really pretty...but I think...your hair might be messed up just a wee bit...” Saskia smiled as she looked up at the woman pretty hair, though it seemed that she wasn’t just quite nurturing it like a woman should.



“I got a brush, if you want to use it. I don't mind... ” Saskia asked as she reached down into her satchel to relinquish one.



She offered it, and would leave it up to the girl to decide if she would take it or not. If she refused, Saskia would go about brushing her own luscious pink locks and discard the brush into her bag.



“Oh! My name’s Saskia by the way! Founder of the Vylbrand Academy! That’s a pretty cute skirt by the way. Is that what she had with the original design or something a tailor made?” She inquired.



She admired how well the skirt was fashioned and how it showed off the woman’s legs. Though, she wondered how the girl managed to endure the winter, unless she had any other form of dress.



She glanced up at the various statistics and data above Parasole’s head.



“Ah, so I see you are a new cleric! That’s very noble of you. I think you’ll make a cute healer! Have you actually gone outside and fought any mobs yet? You didn’t die did you? You know...if you’re having trouble or are looking for a sturdy tank to accompany you. I wouldn’t mind. I bet we’ll even be able to get Icarus to help out, too!”



Saskia beamed with delight as she looked up at the girl from her resting spot. “So how you enjoying yourself our here in this new world?” She asked, curious to know what the girl thought about living in this new society among the landers and their generation of technology.

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30) 
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 440
Post Theme Song: She runs





TAGS: parasole

template by caesar

[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 727

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

Parasole watched the woman for a moment stunned as she seemed to fall backwards with laughter causing the cleric to smile and chuckled too. Taking a few steps closer she studied the horse. He had never seen one this close before being a city kid and quite frankly he didn't expect them to be so huge and the noise they made it kind of scared him a little but also excited him. “Yeah, I’m just being Silly...Icarus knows that. I raised him since he was a lovable little pony." Raising his eye brows he took a few steps closer partially losing his footing somewhat as he did so but recovered quickly enough. He still seemed to take large than necessary footsteps despite the time that had past.

Still though swallowing he smiled politely. "Icarus is that the horse's name?" He asked studying it once more. “Oh wow, you’re really pretty...but I think...your hair might be messed up just a wee bit...” The comment seemed to come out of no where and quite frankly stunned the cleric. "Huh?" Soon Parasole's face turned a bright scarlet red and he covered his mouth. "W-What do you mean?" His voice began to shake and quiver as he absentmindedly played with a strand of his hair that hung at the side of his face. It was true, the cleric didn't know a thing about styling hair beyond running some wax and a hand through it, he had got so many bushes stuffed away in his magic bag he honestly didn't know what they were all for. Honestly the more time he tried each morning to fix it, the more it seemed to look strange, instead the cleric was happy to settle for the ~Hey I just got out of a battle look~ than accept defeat.

Letting out a sigh of defeat. A hand went up to feel the lopsided ponytail and he paused. Besides this woman had no idea what it was like, her candy pink hair seemed to flow endlessly like waves of a river, not a stray strand in sight. Besides it wasn't like Parasole could ask anyone to help him. ~Sorry could you do my hair for me and teach me, I never learned the basics of being a woman because I'm a man~ No he couldn't ask anyone for help and he wasn't exactly good at lying, especially since Og Loc seemed content to tease and pull on his skirt whenever he was near as if knowing how exactly to push Parasole's buttons.

Slowly he undid his hair and let it fall down in front of his face giving it a little shake to allow it to fall. “I got a brush, if you want to use it. I don't mind... ” Taking a deep breath, he waved her off and tried searching into his bag for a brush but the hair stopped his from seeing very well. “Oh! My name’s Saskia by the way! Founder of the Vylbrand Academy! That’s a pretty cute skirt by the way. Is that what she had with the original design or something a tailor made? Shaking her head, she smiled as she dug through her bag, why did they make these things endless, she couldn't see anything. Blowing the hair out of her face, she continued searching. "Original Design," The Cleric muttered."I'm um Parasole." Honestly how was she expected to manage, fabrics and outfits and stupid random ingredients came to the top of her bag and yet no brush.  
“Ah, so I see you are a new cleric! That’s very noble of you. I think you’ll make a cute healer! Have you actually gone outside and fought any mobs yet? You didn’t die did you? You know...if you’re having trouble or are looking for a sturdy tank to accompany you. I wouldn’t mind. I bet we’ll even be able to get Icarus to help out, too!” Blowing once more at the hair in her face, she tried her best nod to the woman. "Not really, a group of us had planned to play the server together, only a handful were actually logged in during the event though." Shaking his head in an effort to see, he threw himself off balance and took a step to balance himself only to stumble more, eventually falling in a heap before the woman. "Just great."

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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By the way Parasole was ogling at Icarus, it became her stares were more of a nature of seeing something new for the first time. Saskia figured that she was just unfamiliar with horses in general or that she was unfamiliar with Icarus’ breed. Saskia wa familiar with all types of horses, having visited her father’s farm in Scotland frequently to see her beloved horse in the real world, whom she effectively named ‘Butters’.



Saskia smiled delicately as she watched the curious woman awkwardly step over in strides of intrigue as she approached Icarus.



Icarus blinked as he recoiled from her stumbling, and then continued to lick the grass with a few curious glances up at the woman, silently listening to her and Saskia exchange words.



Saskia nodded with a chuckle as she tiled her head to face Icarus, eamining his movements, like a mother watching a newborn teeming with life.



“Yep. That’s his name. Came out of a greek mythology book. I thought it sounded pretty cool. If he could fly I would have called him Pegasus, but since he can’t, Icarus seemed to have a bit in common with him. Hopefully, Icky, here doesn’t go running off into the sun!” Saskia chuckled.





Saskia didn’t intend to embarass the poor girl, but the woman seemed very nervous and animated when Saskia mentioned the flaw of her hair. The girl heaved a sigh of disappointment, but didn’t seem agitated at Saskia or overly upset about the whole ordeal.



She smiled when she saw that the girl had her own little styling kit in her bag as she withdrew a brush of her own. Saskia made a goofy face as she watched the girl blow strands of hair from her face and then answered a few of the guardian’s questions.



It seemed that the girl had taken a lot of time mapping out the detail and facial features of her class. She also gave her character a rather unique name, but Saskia kept comparing it to a similiar sounding name. ‘Aerosol’



She listened as the woman spoke abou how her and others decided to play the game together and how only a few of them made it through. She interpretted the event that Parasole spoke of as the Catastrophe and was about to ask her about it, until she noticed the girl fell down and landed on her rear, causing Icarus to turn his head and whine at her.



Saskia giggled softly in a amused way.



“We need to get you used to walking in that body...you’re stumbling all over the place! Ha!” Saskia laughed.



“You the youngest girl in your family, huh? I figured because usually the older sisters are the ones doing the younger sisters hair and the baby of the family always has the toughest time doing it on their own. I know because I’m a big sister. ” Saskia grinned.



“My younger sister, Lacey, fumbles around with her hair all the time. She plays here too, but...we really didn’t exchange our character name information...” Saskia frowned.



“What about you and your friends? If you have each others usernames, you could keep in touch and meet them that way.”



“You seem a little stressed out. Maybe we can blow some steam doing a bit of shopping! You'll need a winter outfit and that skirt's going to turn your legs into icicles! Then maybe later we can go to the bathhouse and have a relaxing day in the spa!” Saskia smirked cheerfully.

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 584
Post Theme Song: Aozora





TAGS: parasole

template by caesar

[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 370

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

As he heard the woman giggle softly as he hit the ground, he sighed. He could already feel the blood rushing towards his face turning it a light a pink. Shaking his head, he tossed the hair out of his face before looking in the direction of the woman.


Even her horse now seemed to be looking at him strangely. Blushing, the cleric laughed as he began to wipe off some dust. "I used to be so tall and now I can barely reach anything let alone walk anywhere." He chuckled in response to the woman and slowly began to brush his hair back.

"Its nothing really, I'm just not used to hair this long, men don't normally have hair this long." Pausing immediately as the words passed his lips, he gave the woman a look, then quickly shook his head. "Girls either, I mean everyone has average hair." He gave a nervous chuckle as he continued to brush the hair back into a sort of neat clump. "I'm actually the second oldest." He gave a shake of his head as he struggled to adjust the knot in his hair, the brush continued to get stuck or pull at his hair causing him to wince in frustration. "My friends and I added each other." He paused as the hair fell down once more in front of his face and he gave a grunt of frustration. "Autumn and Og Loc, know em?"

Breathing out a frustrated breath, he once more started from scratch brushing the hair backwards into his free hand. "Listen you are really nice and all but I just," He paused as some hair fell in front of his face. Struggling to brush it back, he sighed. "I just don't know if that's," Once more the hair came loose and it all fell down again. Clenching his fists, the cleric threw the brush in frustration. "WHY DO WOMAN NEED HAIR THIS LONG!" He yelled out of rage, panting where he stood, his burgundy hair all over the place. As he slowly calm down, he felt his face turn crimson as he realized that Saskia had been watching the entire time. "Sorry, this body is just difficult to adjust to."

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia lowered her head and snickered at the sight of the girl as it seemed that she was quite embarrassed over falling over. She seemed to be quite animated though Saskia might soon label her as accident prone if she kept up the clumsiness. She definitely was earning herself some shady gazes from Icarus, who god only knows what could be running through the horses mind.



She remembered the encounter she had with OG Loc and all the terrible things that he told her about the filthy things that came out of the gutter of Icarus’s mouth.



Parasole’s laughing only made Saskia snicker more as she saw her clean herself up a bit more. She raised a brow at how the girl mentioned her eight was much taller for her avatar.



“Taller? Oh wow, how tall were you? You played women’s basketball at all in high school?” She asked with a tilt of her head.



Saskia seemed even more bewilderment at the girl making statements about men and their hair lengths, as she was curious were those thoughts came from. She leaned in closer to observe her body language, as she noticed her nervous gaze. Saskia tug a fingernail into her temple as she scratched her head.



“Well...I suppose that’s true...though a bit of an odd statement, if you ask me.” Saskia muttered. She felt as if something was out of place to this whole thing. Like their were pieces of a puzzle that was all coming together, but their was a few missing pieces still left.



She noticed her talk about her age in the family, which amde her even more curious.



“Hmm...of the girls, or of the whole family?” She added, taking an interest in the topic of family.



She watched as the girl casual toyed with her hair and then grimaced at the sight of her trying to do her own hair. She might as well have drug a spiked mace through it.



Her wolf ears perked up at the sound of two familiar names.



“Autumn Springfield? Red head with glasses? Bit of an intellectual type? OG Loc...Ha! I never will forget that day I met him out in the forest! Have you met his wolf CJ? He’s freaking hilarious!” Saskia chuckled holding her sides. "Yes, I talked to both of them. Even had a mentor session with each, I think they mentioned something about enrolling in the academy.”



Saskia then looked up, realizing the girl probably didn’t even know what she meant. “ Oh, that’s right. Vylbrand Academy of Tactics, Mystics, and Trade. I’m the Guild Headmistress there. “



Saskia then looked at Parasole shocked as she soon began to throw a temper tantrum while fumbling around with her hair. This made Saskia scratch the side of her own face embarrassingly as she felt bad for the girl.



“If you feel your hair is too long, maybe try cutting it?” Saskia suggested. “ But before you do that. It’s not your hair length that’s the problem.”



“It’s that brush you’re using.”
Saskia said as she pointed at the girl's brush. 


“”You hair is too thick for that brush you’re using. Densely set bristles can have trouble grabbing and working there way through very thick or coarse hair. A better choice is a brush with hardy, wide-spaced nylon bristles. The balls on the end of the bristles assure that they’re gentle to the hair.” Saskia smiled as she showed off her own brush. “Like mine, see!”



“Now, just sit down and hold still and I can help you out with that.” Saskia offered as she held her brush in her hand and moved over so that she’d be in a position to brush her hair, and would begin doing so, if allowed.

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 627
Post Theme Song: Fields of Life





TAGS: parasole

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[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 370

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

With a sigh of defeat, the cleric turned her head away from the woman for a moment to glance around before he frowned and allowed the woman to work. A sigh escaped his lips and he adjusted his position into a more comfortable one. "You said Autumn and Og Loc joined your guild?" Parasole spoke just above a whisper.

He ignored the rest of the woman's chatter while he thought for a moment. It mean sense that Autumn would seek a guild, she didn't really like combat all too well, however Og Loc was a different story. Parasole had assumed that he didn't really enjoy crowds of people that much but perhaps he was joining because of Autumn to watch out for her in a way.

The cleric's brow furrowed as he thought enjoying the older woman playing with his hair. He just hoped that it would look good by the end of it. That left the cleric with a a choice, what was going to happen now. He balled up his hands and took a deep breath before pressing his lips into a straight line, staring straight away. "I want to join also."

The cleric felt her stomach twist with sudden discomfort. He needed to be with Autumn and Og Loc and frankly it hurt somewhat to know they had gone ahead with the decision and not even consulted or let the cleric know. Had he done something wrong? And there was no guarantee that Saskia would even allow Parasole to join. A moment of silence clouded over the over them as he waited Saskia to respond. And yet it wasn't awkward, it wasn't uncomfortable either. The woman continued to brush his hair and he even felt a sigh pass over his lips.

However there was still something he could lie about, something that he figured a guild leader should know and he needed to know that if he joined the guild would he be protected or cast out. Building up all the courage he could muster, the cleric focused on the horizon. "I need to be honest before you answer." He paused but refused to turn and look a the woman. "I don't know how to be a girl, to do hair, to dress for the weather because.." The sentence trailed off but she inhaled sharply before blurting it out. "I'm really a guy!"

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia smiled as she began to slide her brush down the woman’s thick red hair. As Saskia sat down beside her she began to think about all the awkward glances she had received from the bartender. She was at least happy that the woman had become at least a little more comfortable with her now in their short time.



She was enjoying brushing the woman’s hair as she offered a listening ear. It felt much like the time she was with her sister Lacey when they were children.



“Mmm..well they talked about it and they said they were going to register, but were waiting on one of their friends to clear it with her first. So, I’m guessing maybe that’s you?” Saskia wondered as she asked the question.



Saskia continues to hold onto strands of the woman’s hair gently as she ran the brush through tenderly, carely not to snatch down to hard or be overly rough with her.



“Oh..? Well, I suppose that makes sense if you all want to stick together. Why don’t you meet me in the Old Parliament building with your friends tomorrow and we’ll get the paperwork out of the way and get you all processed. Professor Bailin is going to be teaching a few classes, you should be able to arrive just in time to go over things like combat, raids, crafting, and the like.” Saskia mumbled to herself.



She then paused realizing that it seemed the girl had a confession that she would like to announce before Saskia made her final decision.



“Honest..?” She blinked curiously as she paused to stop brushing for a moment to listen closely to the news that she was about to hear.



Upon receiving the news, she couldn’t hide the fact that she was quite shocked. Not being much of a gamer, she didn’t know that it was a common thing for guys to masquerade as girl characters.



However, her facial expression was concealed by her being behind parasole, and she was able to fix it and think about the situation clearly.



He probably never knew that this was going to happen. She raised brow then seemed to remain calm.



“Oh, wow, really? That’s craaaaazy! Damn, dude...that must suck. I didn’t even think about something like that happening to people. I guess we learn something new everyday. But hey, stuff happens! We aren’t biased and we don’t judge! And if anybody gives you trouble about it, just come talk to me and I’ll sort that situation out. ” Saskia chuckled, reaffirming the woman looking man.



“I think I’m going to send you a friend request.” Saskia smiled. “This is soooo funny. I knew there was something up with the way you walked. You...still sound like a girl though..what happened to your voice? Or has it always been naturally like that?” Saskia asked with a slight hint of uncertainty in her voice.

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 486
Post Theme Song: Mosane





TAGS: parasole

template by caesar

[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 479

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

However Saskia was a guild leader, that meant something to the cleric and if he wanted the woman's protection and help, he needed to know that she was accepting him for who he was and was willing to help his situation. To his surprise the reaction from the woman was far more positive than he had experienced and Parasole could feel emotions bubble to the surface for the first time in quite some time that he couldn't exactly contain. Taking a deep breath, he sighed as the woman started with her questions.

"You have no idea." He spoke with a sad tone. "A gay guy stuck in a woman's body." He shrugged. "If I was straight I might have found some enjoyment in this, but I hate it." He paused for a moment. "No offence, I'm sure being a woman has it's merits, but I'm not one, I'm just trapped looking like one." He couldn't help relax somewhat as Saskia offered to help with anyone that would be willing to cause a fuss over it. "I don't know to say it, but this needs to be kept between us for now please."

As the friend notification popped up, he nodded as he accepted it, wincing as the woman commented on his voice and way of walking. Letting out a sigh of defeat once more, he decided it would be best to answer all of the woman's questions truthfully. "I used to be a really tall and fit guy, I'm not used to a body this small and soft." He frowned as he utter the word soft. "And my voice, I don't honestly know."

He continued to frown as he talked. "It was like this when I woke up here. I honestly don't know what to do, I was hoping that we would be saved or someone would find a quick fix but everything that seems to revolve around changing one's form either requires an extremely high level or almost insanely difficult quest that haven't been discovered nor completed yet."

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia’s deep sense of sympathy began to pour out.as she listened to man’s tale about the tragedy of lie that he had inflicted on him by being plunged into this world. Whereas she was fortunate enough to be able to keep most of the same bodily features that nature had initially painted on the canvas of her body, the vessel that the boy was forced to live his life out it had been completely rearranged. He was no longer his former self. His sense of identity was shattered. In a mysterious world like this, there wasn’t any plastic surgery or advanced surgeons that could possibly revert him back to his prior state.



Even if there were surgeons that avidly played this game of Elder Tales, they would have lacked the proper tools and technology for quite some time. The land of Elder Tales was a cruel and unforgiving place and the only hope they had was perhaps in the mystics of magic that loomed around in the air of this world.



She felt the pain of the first words that slipped out of his mouth. He is right. She will probably never truly understand the suffering he is probably going through. She could hardly imagine what troubles he might be facing as he walked around in this teeming bowl of estrogen.



She listened to his sad tone as he continued on to share another possible secret with her.


He was not only a man stuck in a woman’s body, but a gay man, and quite possibly a more rugged and non-feminine man at that. Saskia soon came to terms with that idea. She knew that certain homosexuals would liken themselves to being called transgendered and whereas this made Parasole utterly miserable, it might have possibly made the lives of others like a dream come true.



Saskia kept quiet until he finished talking. He wanted him to understand that above all else, he had a listening ear and a confidant.



“You don’t have to worry about me. I don’t spread mess. I also look out for the fair treatment and equality of others. Maybe we can help you out. Or at least give you a place where you can feel comfortable until you work all this out. “ She smiled reassuringly.



“Yeah, I know it might suck now, but think about all the hot eye candy you can gaze at without them having to wonder about finding it offensive. You get to get a sneak peak and ogle at guys all you want!” Saskia chuckled, trying to make the vibe a little less miserable in an effort to cheer him up.



“Ok, so there’s just one thing I want to know. Like...I’m just super duper curious. What kind of guys do you go for exactly? And oh, I want you to tell me what you think of my boyfriend when you meet him. He’s the Director of Education and a Professor in the academy. Pretty smart guy too. “ She smiled. 

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 500
Post Theme Song: Feel the Freedom





TAGS: parasole

template by caesar

[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 502

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

The cleric couldn't help but give a sigh of relief when Saskia promised not to spread his secret. He knew it wasn't fair to ask people not to say it, but it wasn't exactly their burden to carry, it was his and he had to deal with how people reacted. Of course if someone needed to know or he felt that he wasn't being completely honest with them, then they would be told, just like he had told Saskia because Parasole knew that in order for him join the guild, he needed to honest with the guild leader and know that they would be there for him when he struggled and understood that he was dealing with something that other people were not.

However he was sure that if a cadet in the guild found out, the rumor would spread like wild fire and eventually it wouldn't be a secret anymore. However he liked having it a secret at first, as it allowed people to get to know him and not judge him solo based on their opinion of his choice of his avatar's gender and it was a relief to know that although the new shocked her, Saskia had reacted just like he had expected her too, with the grace and wisdom of a guild leader.

Parasole couldn't help but laugh at the woman's words. "What are you talking about, I'm used to men wanting my body because it looked good, not because it would look good wrapped around them." He couldn't help it as the blood rushed to his face and it turned a shade of pink. "I don't even want to think about them looking at this body." He laughed again.

The next question stunned him and he had to admit he did't quite expect it. It was odd to find out that Saskia had a boyfriend, but he guessed that someone as beautiful as her wouldn't remain single very long unless of course they wanted to. "You'll laugh but I was quite tall before and very strong, so I usually went for smaller cuter men that were happy to have someone strong look after them and keep them safe but now that we are here I guess...," His words trailed off for a second, he laughed and scratched his cheek. "It is odd that I'm basically everything bar the gender of the type of person I would normally go for."

He let out a laugh of embarrassment and continued to blush but frowned. "I doubt that any guy like that would want this." He gestured to his body. "I wouldn't if I was them." He paused for a moment. "Romance is just off the table for me until I get my old body back." 

"So what is this Director of Education like?" The cleric couldn't help but feel like the Guardian was due some questions. "Did you guys know each other outside this world or meet up within this world like some kind of fantasy anime romance novel?"

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia had a warm expression and she felt a soft glow in her chest after she could see the shift in aura that clouded thoughts. Saskia seemed grateful to at least help lift some weight off of the man’s shoulders. Even though she had a feeling he would find his own way through this mess, she knew how weary it could make one to hold onto something for so long and keep it bottled all up inside. She began to think that thing’s would get easier for him, especially since he had friendships with OG Loc and Autumn. This meant that he didn’t have to worry about being alone. He had friends he could always rely on if need be.



She appreciated his value of honesty and was glad that he had managed to sew seeds of trust with her over such a short time. She felt certain that their trust would not be broken on the subject and that if he had any reason to consult her about the situation that she would be glad to lend a listening ear. She began to wonder what the other students might think if he ever expressed it to him over time. Hopefully the bonds would grow over time and it would be a superficial matter.



Saskia listened to him as he spoke about men wanting his body and he blushed like a little school girl. He burst into laughter which made Saskia snicker in return.



“Well, well then Mister P90X. I bet you had the guys all over you, were you like a player or were you a one man only kind of guy? Come on, don’t be shy...” Saskia smirked devilishly. She simply adored a bit of juicy gossip, being quite promiscuous herself. “Did race matter to you at all? It doesn’t for me. When I tell you I saw this hot piece of hot chocolate eye candy the other day...”



Saskia stopped for a moment and blushed lightly. “I was only looking, I wouldn’t dare...and I bet Bailin does it, too...though he’d never admit it.”



Saskia tried to make it seem more casual to help keep her sense of fidelity in tact.



“Went after the smaller and cuter one’s huh? Sounded like you were the alpha male. Were their like gender roles in your relationships, or was everything pretty evened out across the board?” Saskia asked to get to know him better. She wanted him to feel comfortable talking about the subjects of interest to make him feel more welcomed in her presence.



“I don’t know, some guys are actually into transgendered men, but I don’t know if those are the type of guys you’re looking for. “ Saskia whispered with a light chuckle. “I guess the guys like that are mostly the undercover brothers?”



Saskia then blinked for a moment, then fixed Parasole’s hair into a much for feminine and gorgeous hairstyle. “Oh, Bailin....no, we didn’t meet in real life...gosh that’s kind of scary when you say it like that...but well we met on the pier in the Isle of Grain and it was the week before the Snowdonia Winter Ball and he offered to take me and even had my dress made. He was a charming gentleman and not a creep so I obliged. The great thing about him is that he’s smart and funny and he’s also one hell of a shot!” Saskia laughed.



“Yeah, so I guess that’s an anime romance novel for you...that kind of makes me wonder though...I wonder what he’s like in the real world...hell I don’t think I even learned his real name. Gosh, that sounds terrible. Hell, a lot of people don’t know each other’s first name. “



She twisted her lips at the thought, then looked over to Parasole.



“Well, do you want to know a secret? I usually don’t tell people this, but my name’s Hope McLaren.”



If the man had happened to listen to Pop music in the United Kingdoms during year 2016 through 2018, then he would know her as a celebrity singer. She has had two popular albums out.

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 690
Post Theme Song: Let there be light





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[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 502
Theme

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

He couldn't help it, Saskia just seemed to cause him to laugh and not just a chuckle but one that shakes your whole body. Shaking his head, the cleric smiled. "I wasn't a player," He paused for a moment remembered all of the casual hook ups that he had. "When I'm with someone I don't look at anyone else, but when I'm not I don't see how a little fun can hurt." The cleric blushed slightly as he spoke. "I suppose my relationships were just like yours, except it was too men." He gave an shrug as if he didn't expect there to be any differences at all. He had never experienced a relationship with a girl, but he presumed that the way straight people had relationships was the same was that homosexual people did.

When the guild master mentioned transsexual individuals he held his hands out and shook his head. " Nothing against them or anything I even went out with a cute boy who had transitioned once, but I'm not transgender or even close. I'm just stuck in this body, literally stuck in it." He gave a defeated sigh. "I'm going to find a way to change gender, even if it takes me until level 100, I will find a way and if I can I'll share it with anyone else like me." Again the cleric sighed gazing around the green area almost forgetting that the two of them were sitting near the woman's horse.

It was strange to think that the guild master had started a romance within the town, but then again he didn't blame her, why shouldn't she enjoy someone's company in this world, just because he refused to allow himself to try didn't mean that she had to. However it was a relief to hear that she hadn't left anyone behind. Parasole had a large family back home and it was rather strange to have so much alone time here, but still he thought of his family often, even going as far to list their names and birthdays and what annoyed him most about them to keep them fresh in his mind.

Of course by doing that he was constantly opening the wound of separation, but just because he couldn't see them or check if they were okay, didn't mean that anything bad had happened to them, he just hoped that they were as calm as he was, he knew his younger siblings would miss him and their gaming sessions, but they would get over it eventually and at least he wasn't dead, or at least he didn't hope so. An odd feeling ran down his back as he wondered if he had died in the previous world and that is why he was sent to this one. Shaking his head, he turned to face Saskia who had been talking this whole time.

"Wait did you say Hope McLaren?" He paused and rubbed his temples. "That name is very familiar..." His voice trailed off for a moment. "I'm sure I knew you before."

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia smirked with a devilishly sheepish grin as she listened to him feign innocence. She always love indulging in bad conversation. Talking about things where most people not dare travel. She got excited about learning about new things and people and Parasole was such a interesting person with a anatomical twist that Saskia simply couldn’t resist.



“So what you basically saying is that you tamed all the lions in the field and made them purr like a kitty?” Saskia snickered. “Such a bad boy...I wonder what they’re going to do now without their prized stud. We got to get to work on getting you a new body. “



Saskia said as she combed her slender fingers through the field of flowers.

”I suggest you may want to try to befriend some pharmacists mainly. Perhaps even some alchemists. If I could even begin where to conceptualize where to start, it would be somewhere between these two crafts. We have a plethora of cadets at the guild. I even hear OG Loc and Spades are pharmacists. Perhaps speak to them about securing some form of testing. Spades is one of our werecats. Granted, he is stubborn and doesn’t like to attend class, he is good for...securing things of interest behind the scenes.“



Saskia left the comment like that as she knew far darker secrets about spades an his notoriously criminal behavior in the real world. She had hopes that it didn’t transition too far in this world. Hopefully, the academy would help him renew his life and turn over a clean slate. However, with his recent behaivor, the guild headmistress doubted it.



She then reflected back to the mans words, as he mentioned how their relationships would be similiar. “Why yes, I do imagine there would be a lot of spooning just like the rest of us. And from the looks of things, I guessing you were the bigger spoon?” Saskia teased with a toothy grin. All of this promiscuous discussion was tickling her sides as she grinned, enjoying Parasoles company.



“Oh, you went out with a transgendered guy....I always wondered how that would work...I mean...if he looks female...then couldn’t you pass for bisexual? I mean the only differnce is a bit of anatomy. Well...maybe the way we think as well...Hmm...” Saskia took a moment to ponder on this thought.



“I always wondered if like...a Lesbian stud and a transgendered male were to hook up...what that would be like...” Saskia then paused for a moment, blinking at her own sttement. “I don’t know...I’’m weird...”



She hung her head low and let out a light chuckle.



“I admire your ambition though. I’m sure you’ll find the answers you need. If you need any help with your research, you have my full support. Whether you need my brain or my brawns. I am at your side, my friend. Besides, I think it would be truly remarkable to discover something that can help people in this situation. However, I wonder if they would have any control over how their male form looks like...”



Saskia then looked over at Parasole, admiring her hair. "Oh, well yes. I made music in London and parts of America. I had an album out called "Virtual Seduction" . It's been a little while since I made any music. 

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 557
Post Theme Song: Fly Beyond The Limit





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[parasole]

Saskia

Wc: 389
Theme

Two Bodies, One Mind

Hp: 100 Mp:100

He didn't know how to respond, his face turned a pure deep red colour as the guardian's words hung in the air for a moment. His heart jumped at the suggestion and he struggled to calm his agitated mind which was flustered beyond compare, his face was mixture of embarrassment and the surprise. "What?! I didn't... No.... I didn't do..." The cleric was at a loss at how to respond to such a comment, he simply didn't lowering his gaze in shame.

Thankfully the guardian moved on with their conversation recommending that he check out adventurers with the Pharmacist subclass and even alchemists. It was clear to the cleric that creating a potion of the recommended strength and potency, it would need to be a mixture of the two possibly more sub classes of incredibly high level in order to ensure that it worked successfully. However as the woman focused on his off handed comment about going out with a transgender person, he shook his head.

"No I mean, the guy in question had been born with female parts so to speak and had already transitioned into a male and had got through the surgery and that, so unless for all purposes he was a man." The cleric stated matter of factually, he had given the same explain to his friends and family plenty of times when they asked about the guy in question. He raised his eye brows and glared at the ground as his face returned to red as Saskia seemed intent of bringing up subjects to that were not the usually discussions two people who just met should have. "Yes you are weird." The cleric muttered burning a hole into the ground with his stare.

It wasn't until she let out a chuckle did the cleric look up with a curious expression. "Virtual Seduction...Virtual Seduction...Virtual Seduction...Virtual Seduction..." The cleric repeated the words over and over again as the name seemed so familiar. Then like a slap to the face he stood up and pointed at her.

"VIRTUAL SEDUCTION!!!!!!" He shouted without really meaning to. "So you are Hope McLaren, I mean I know that is your name, but you are actually HOPE MCLAREN.... Like Hope the singer McLaren. Hope McLaren who my friends were obsessed with and dragged me to see in concert, the hope McLaren....."

Where Do I Belong?

❖ NOX ❖

[Saskia]

HP 100% | MP 100%

Guardian - Cavalier - Brewer

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Saskia licked her lips and raised an amused brow. She was just eating Parasole’s reaction up when he flustered about her promiscuous incenuations. She had to tuck her chin down and clench her eyes shut to prevent herself from laughing as she unveiled her soft angelic light blue eyes to watch Parasole’s face light up like a christmas tree. It was practically the fourth of freaking july popping off across her cherry cheeks. Saskia’s pink bang flapped against her forehead. She watch as she could sense the guilt in his beads of sweat or so it seemed as he tried to hide his little dirt by sweeping it under the rug.



“Haaaa, you don’t have to worry. I won’t put your scandalous deeds out in the Academy news!” She winked with a playful smile.



He seemed to be a lot more concentrated on the next topic of conversation when it came to alchemy and chemistry and theories of producing the right combination of elements to produce something even palpable of becoming a potion that could cure his anotamical error. She could sense that he was really ready to follow through with this own personal agenda of his.



She however didn’t want him to sulk on these feelings so she shifted the conversation to something more upbeat. She was surprised to hear that he had dated a transgendered male. Saskia even began to forget all too much about those details or even that there were people like that that happened to exist in the world. She winced a bit at how painful the surgery would have seemed as clutched her chest and imagined them just being sliced off or whatever those en in white do. It sent a chill down her spine. Awkwardly enough, Saskia pictured herself as a man and her eyes just froze for a moment as she was mind blown.



“I’d make a pretty hot guy.” Saskia muttered not even remembering she was in public. She shook her head away from the thoughts and tuned back into the conversation as she gave the man her name.



Saskia chuckled when Parasole had gotten excited about her revelation and she just smiled tenderly and tried her best to be modest.



“Yeah, I bet its a bit ridulous to say, and yes, it may have been a bit vain to have my character modeled somehwhat like me. Some people look at me and just think I’m a fan girl. But at least my voice has remained the same “ Saskia smiled.



“Yeah, I was a bit of a wild one breaking out of high school. Mum and dad nearly had a fit. They groomed me to be quite a bit opposite of what I was. I guess the noble live in the House of Hightower in Gloucestorshire wasn’t meant more me. I had other plans. I guess I just wanted to spread my wings of freedom and fly. I love R&B Music and Pop and I guess I wanted to bring that out to the people in the world. Something that people can have to connect to. Especially my ladies out there, I want them to be bold, beautiful and confident. And my fellas, I want them to know that they are Kings, too.”

INVENTORY

EQUIPMENT: Stratford Arms Platemail (Level. 30), Stratford Arms Great Shield (level. 30) , Stratford Arms Long Spear (Level. 30)
ABILITIES USED:
Words: 542
Post Theme Song: Kindred Spirits





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