Jun 3, 2017 8:26:43 GMT -5
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Jun 2, 2017 1:16:58 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 2, 2017 1:16:58 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Most areas of the entire new area seemed brimming with traditional old japanese folklore, the city of Izanagi was something of a oddity. A high contrast of neon lights and technological advancement beyond anything the players had seen to this point. Seemingly Mustang had a harder time sleeping at this stage of his virtual life. It was akin to not the amount of business that he had to deal with. It was more so a heavy lingering feeling, something that was always there. He knew what it was, but didn't want to acknowledge or confront it.
With a realm of ideas open to him, he heard rumor in a shitty dark bar within the city. The rumor being that there was this band of anonymous killing robots. Sounded like just about anything was good to get his mind of things, his plan involved a girl that he had met. Although it was through a interesting...situation, he trusted her to have his back. It would be best to bring along at least one more, but Mustang would just leave that to her. "You guys find them yet?" He messaged to the two as he wandered the streets, attempting to stumble upon them.
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Jun 2, 2017 23:20:31 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 2, 2017 23:20:31 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]"Shit, let's hurry the fuck up," Anya called out in an annoyed tone. She raced on ahead, mounted on her white beast as it sped up from it's steady pace. The large dog panted happily gaining speed, bouncing past it's icy counterpart. It had been awhile since anything eventful happened with the last memorable thing being their duo hunt in Izanami. After that, they ended up spending all their time together toiling away with guild related bullshit. The woman grumbled to herself feeling cranky just thinking about it. She had grown to despise what Skadi called, 'house arrest' which was frankly another word for 'grounded'.
One time. It was one time that she had trespassed onto private property, vandalized it, and walked away with some sort of high-tech trinket that she had accidentally gifted to Satan. Sure, she also harmed a couple of others, but they weren't allies. Anya scoffed to herself, the bitter taste still fresh on her tongue.
Despite that, she couldn't resent her guild leader and if she were more honest with herself, she would admit that she enjoyed her time with Skadi. The same couldn't be said about the various pain in the ass errands she had to run. It was thanks to Mustang's last minute invite that had bailed her out of her prison. The details that he gave were far too tantalizing for either women to decline. Fucking hell, she owed him a favor.
Anya squinted at the familiar figure with messy, dark hair coming into view. Clicking her tongue, Sasha slowed down her pace into a trot. Upon approaching him, Anya waved with a wide grin plastered on her face. "Hey, handsome boyfriend. Thanks for the invite I really owe you one," she said, "also, I didn't see shit on my way here. I'm guessing no luck on your end either?"
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Jun 3, 2017 1:33:42 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 3, 2017 1:33:42 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"]  [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] Skadi didn't protest when Anya insisted on hurrying up. She just hoped their latest party member was worth the effort. She urged her frost kitsune forward to match pace with the dog that her guild member had been fond enough to name. Skadi couldn't help but admit that it was cute, but it also wasn't real. It was something she knew she had to keep in mind. Keeping it in mind, of course, came with the added benefit now of distracting her from other things. Ever since that bounty, Skadi had been even more awkward than usual. Had Anya been aware of what she had done, Skadi would have been able to address things and deal with whatever resulted. Instead, she was left knowing something Anya seemed completely unaware of, and it left her ... uncomfortable. Normally, she'd react by allowing them both some breathing room, but the moment she had tried to do that Anya had gone and committed vandalism, murder, and theft on a grand scale. Given that the murder victims were npc's, thankfully, Skadi had only had to push to keeping an eye on the woman until she trusted her to behave. As they finally approached, she was busy telling herself that this bounty was a test. Robotic assassins seemed like a decent enough test. She paused as she glanced from Mustang to Anya, before frowning. "If we knew the location of their hits, we might be able to find correlations if we draw a map of ..." No, that was too in depth, too close to the work she'd left behind in the real world. She shook her head. "Perhaps there are some clues in the quest description we missed?" She offered instead, stifling a sigh. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 4, 2017 22:59:29 GMT -5
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Jun 3, 2017 12:49:08 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 3, 2017 12:49:08 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Mustang took a moment to look over the map, his arms crossed as he awaited the rest of their group to form up. It had been a short while since he had last met with Seneca, so while they first met on awkward circumstances, he was glad to see her. Giving a friendly grin and a wave to her as she arrived on her white mount? "Hey that's new..." Casually brushing off the handsome boyfriend comment, tucking his hands into his pockets. "Nothing really, been dead end after dead end. How have you been babe?" Mustang retorted with a coy smile.
His eye raising as he looked over to their number three in this, a smile rising as she tried to figure out a plan. "Well it did say they would wonder around the streets and alleyways. I don't understand how hard they could be to miss, if they were a spawn..." He began to trail off in his own thought, before turning his head back towards the dimly lit main street. Giving out a small whistle, the other two would hear the clacking of hooves against pavement as a bright white unicorn trotted past the two towards Mustang's side. "She's a little shy." Answering any question his mounts arrival as he saddled himself on top, before beginning to make his way further down the alley. Expecting them to follow, he pulled up a map as he began to monologue to the ladies. "If it is attacking players that find it, it will usually be patrolling around the outskirts so not ever random player will run into it... we need speed to out pace them." [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 3, 2017 22:48:41 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 3, 2017 22:48:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya let out an airy laugh at the pet name that they had established as an inside joke. "I was under house arrest but I suppose I was granted some sort of probation," Anya turned back to flash a smile at Skadi. "This is my guild leader from Regalia, Skadi. This'll be our first time fighting together, hm? I'm expecting you to give me a good show," she smiled at him. They had been on friendly terms since their meeting -- surprisingly.
Anya perked up at the sound of Mustang's whistle, tilting herself over a bit to take a peek behind him. Like magic, a unicorn appeared before their little group. The woman nodded her approval of the mount choice -- fitting. She then listened along to Mustang's explanation, also acknowledging Skadi's point as valid. Scratching at her chin with a clawed finger, Anya frowned a little by the end of it. Having fought with single bosses since she started bounty hunting, it was hard to keep up with strategies to contain multiples. It sounded complex.
She raised her hand to get herself in on the discussion, "yeah, okay. So would it be stupid for one of us to play bait? I mean, I'd rather fight them all in one place than chase them all over Izanagi." [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 2/10] ♦ mustang & skadi ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 4, 2017 18:51:02 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 4, 2017 18:51:02 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","ninety"] [attr="class","joker"] [attr="class","game"] mustang & seneca2/8 this is a shitpost please forgive [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] Skadi did her best to overlook the flirting. It should be normal, inconsequential, and it was clear they were in on some inside joke she was unaware of. On the heels of Anya first brushing lips against her neck and then not recalling any of it, however, something about it made her survey this man with scrutiny. Still, she nodded when Anya introduced her, even managing a working, "Nice to meet you." It was cold, but that wasn't so atypical of her. She paused, not tearing her eyes away from Mustang but still listening when Anya spoke. "Only a defender should play bait, if that's the plan." She said, hoping her message was clear. She was fine putting herself or this stranger at risk, but Anya was best kept out of the damage until it was something controllable. Otherwise, it hindered the party's only attacker's ability to shine as she was truly capable. "That said, we should only fight them when they are all in one place, anyway. Otherwise, it's pointless." She finally looked to Anya for a moment, "I can lead the way." She managed, glancing at Mustang as she convinced her kitsune to start to move with a sideways glance towards Mustang. "Unless you insist?" She trusted her ability to keep an eye on him regardless. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 5, 2017 1:46:47 GMT -5
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Jun 4, 2017 23:23:46 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 4, 2017 23:23:46 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Mustang's genuine smile turned to Seneca's apparent guild leader. A rather gorgeous young lady with blue hair, however she didn't return his kindness. While in most circumstances such a greeting would get under his skin, the defender would overlook it, for his friend's sake. "Likewise." He said keeping everything in a cheerful tone as he continued on his way. As his mind drifted the three would make their way through the alleyway, keeping his eyes on the map.
The charcoal haired man turned his head back to the two ladies following him. "I could always be bait, don't see the harm in that. Hearing their reputation, they should all be in one place. Makes a good guarantee to have no survivors." His hand closing the map on his player interface so he could focus on just what was ahead of him. While they did have no actual utility to heal him as the bait, surely the other defender could draw aggro off of him. Otherwise those five murder-bots might actually do some real damage to him.
He returned a glance back over to Skadi at his side as she addressed him, his eyes looking away shortly. As if the guy was actually going to consider leading, well he knew the answer all along. "Mmm...I think I can take em'. just keep a fair distance behind and let me know if you guys need to catch up." A grin creeping across his face as he turned over to see Seneca, flashing her a wink as he flicked the reigns to pick up speed. Giving the two lovebirds some time to talk to themselves. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 5, 2017 0:10:14 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 5, 2017 0:10:14 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya looked from Skadi over to Mustang almost sure she sensed a little spark exchanged somewhere. Then again, Skadi had always been cold to men. Well, she was sure that Mustang could handle a little heat. She settled herself down on top of Sasha's head, allowing the two to decide between themselves. It didn't make her happy that she wasn't an option, but was glad that they had come to a decision. "Well that settles it," Anya announced in a sing-song tone, "the only one with balls will bait."
She flashed a smile his way, nodding at the pre-established plan. "If anything happens, you could always tag out with me," she offered on his way out. Rather than an answer, he had given her a wink. It had frankly taken her off guard causing her to blush wildly so much so that she felt flustered.
Clever bastard.
"So...uh, let's go?" Anya asked, not daring to look Skadi in the eyes. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 3/10] ♦ skadi & mustang ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 5, 2017 0:47:31 GMT -5
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Jun 5, 2017 0:38:51 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 5, 2017 0:38:51 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] Well, at least he was capable of listening to what she was actually saying. Skadi blinked, somewhat surprised. It wasn't that all men were the same, it was simply that so many she had met throughout her career had treated her the same way. Begrudgingly, she admitted to herself that Anya might at least have a reason for being civil to this one. It was, perhaps, worth not being actively hostile until she saw him in action. Then again, from what Anya had said, he had not proven himself to her, either. The assassins would prove a test, then. Having decided this, Skadi smiled as Mustang, of course, volunteered, allowing her Kitsune to slow to a pace behind him rather than rush ahead. Anya's comment broke her ice cold demeanor, if only for a moment. A brief flash of laughter left her calmer, but that stopped when Anya offered to tag into whatever mess Mustang might get himself into. "No, no." She corrected. "That's why I'm here. Just let me know when it gets too hot for you." She paused at the wink, certain only of the fact that he was sending her a signal. It was difficult to parse just how much was joke, and just how much was understanding. "If Anya vouches for you, I'll save your hide." She continued more slowly, ushering her unnamed kitsune to follow behind the unicorn, a trail of frost left in its wake. She cast a sidelong glance, uncertain why she was blushing so wildly. Her options were that either they were together, or ... something else was at work. It was hard to figure without more information. She'd just have to keep an eye out, and not let it distract her from doing her damn job of keeping everyone alive. Easy enough. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 5, 2017 23:32:50 GMT -5
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Jun 5, 2017 2:05:49 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 5, 2017 2:05:49 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The charcoal haired defender could not help himself in smiling at the comment of balls in the group. A smile that he could hide his best away from Skadi, but not from his friend. It was subtle, but what wasn't was not the blush he had caused with his wink. It was good to know he still had a bit of a charm about him. He let that settle as his horse picked up its pace. Making his way further and further away from the group, leaving them free to gossip about him.
He was content with not saying another word to the two, gaining a larger distance till Mustang looked back. A good twenty five feet lead should give them enough space to act as bait. If Skadi had any arguments about it, he was sure that she would let him know. Now all that was left was finding the crew of death-bots, making the hunters into the hunted. His head raised slightly as he felt assured with this bounty, the company he had assured him of that. It was a unwavering faith that he had in all of his teammates, people needed to look out for each other. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 5, 2017 2:50:23 GMT -5
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Jun 5, 2017 2:49:22 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 5, 2017 2:49:22 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]The conflicting feelings that she had before had intensified. Never in her life had she felt so overly protected til now. It left her with a feeling that sat heavy in her throat. She had been fine with Skadi doing her duties as a defender in the past when it was just the two of them. With Mustang thrown in the mix, she felt like a god damn princess. God, how she resented that feeling. Anya's lip jutted out in a pout, letting her chin rest on her palm once they had stopped.
The streets were lit well, giving them more vision on Mustang than she expected. From his broad shoulders to his signature messy raven hair, there was no way they could miss him. Not to mention the fact that they were only a few feet away. Now it was all about the waiting game they were forced to play. Anya tapped her fingers with her other hand, impatiently waiting for some sort of life to show up.
Barely a minute in and she was already bored to death.
Cupping her hand to the side of her mouth, she shouted out, "hey, hey, I think you should make some noise! Be interesting!" She was only half-serious. What she wanted was just to bother the man while they waited. "Anything these killer robots look for in victims?" She turned to look at Skadi with a sheepish smile. "I couldn't sit through all that heavy reading," she admitted. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 4/10] ♦ skadi & mustang ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 5, 2017 12:53:55 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 5, 2017 12:53:55 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] When it was just her, it seemed inevitable that Anya's usual charming self would pull the attention of the enemy away. With another defender on the team, however, she was hoping to avoid another situation like with the last bounty. She let her gaze trail after Mustang as he drifted forward. He was going quite a distance away, but with her ability to close distances, she wasn't at all worried. She glanced over at Anya's suggestion. "The only information was that they were quick and clean, and usually kept to the shadier parts of the city." She answered, before calling out to add onto Anya's antics. "If you look wounded and alone, it would probably help attract them!" Hardly as fun as making a racket, but Skadi knew more about predators than she would like to. She glanced Anya's way, speaking at a normal tone. "Given that they're monster spawns, it's unlikely anything I know about assassins or murderers actually applies here. I highly doubt they have someone who is hiring them just to hang around in alleyways." She paused, noting that Anya had admitted she hadn't read the quest. "Be sure to remember that if we don't kill them all at once, they will respawn. It would be better to whittle them down until we can take them out quickly then tear into them like any other group of mobs." She just hoped Mustang was more aware. She didn't want to become a broken record. "How did you meet him, anyway?" She finally asked, keeping her primary focus on their surroundings and keeping Mustang within her sights. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 7, 2017 0:54:04 GMT -5
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Jun 5, 2017 23:55:48 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 5, 2017 23:55:48 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The idea of bait was not his original idea, but he thought there would be nothing better to do other then actually pursuing the assassin robots on foot. While his intent was originally to continue moving forward and onward around the entire city, Mustang turned his head back to them. They were un-moving and sat there just looking at him, the defender turned back towards the dark sky lit up the the neon lights and grimaced. It was not what he had in mind, how long would it take if they were actually on a patrol route throughout the back end area of the city? Too long, far too long.
The silence was deafening and even he grew tiresome of it. He turned his head back once more to have his attention of Seneca's suggestion. The charcoal haired male chewed at the edges of his lips, turning his head back towards the dimly lit alleys that surrounded him. He clicked the reigns of his mount and proceeded to have it trot in circles, hoping it would be enough. Then swiftly he shifted it to the side and whipped, causing White Gold to trot to the left and then once again to have his unicorn go to right. Almost like some sort of makeshift line dance with the coordination you would see perhaps in a circus. "I demand applause!" He shouted back to the duo in a rather snide tone.
That wasn't going to work as he did what the guild leader suggested, following through he dismounted from his steed. Causing it to trot off back towards the main road and disappearing, leaving just him. With all the time to kill in the world, Mustang proceeded to cross his legs and sit in the middle of the cross-section of alleys. He just kept his back turned to the girls as he folded his hands in his lap, waiting to be pounced on. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 6, 2017 2:23:24 GMT -5
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Jun 6, 2017 2:22:46 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 6, 2017 2:22:46 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya's attention was split between her two teammates with one talking in her ear and the other...performing. The female chuckled at the sight. She slid herself down, her chin resting comfortably between her hands as she propped her elbows up. "He's pretty good with horses," she commented absentmindedly. Her eyes were drawn to the dancing unicorn admiring the footwork it displayed under Mustang's control. It left her with some ideas of her own to test out after the bounty. She looked down at Sasha mischievously, looking up again when Mustang had playfully demanded some praise for his efforts.
Why not?
Sitting back up properly, Anya applauded wildly, throwing her arms above her head to clap as loudly as possible. To enhance it, she finished up her cheering with a high pitched whistle. The Slayer cackled to herself, thoroughly amused that Mustang had given in to her selfish whims again. He was too nice of a guy.
It was only after that that she would finally address Skadi's question on their meeting. She thought about it briefly, replying nonchalantly, "long story short, I needed a guy to get a discount on the last room in the old inn found in Kuniumi. They wouldn't let me book the room on my own so...I roped this guy in," Anya pointed a finger at the lone male. "He's a nice enough guy that I don't mind him." Anya snorted, "his humor is shit, but I don't hate it."
The moment she turned her attention back to Mustang, he wasn't alone. No, they weren't alone. Anya stiffened noticing at least two figures in front of Mustang and before she could lift a finger to help him, she felt a blow hit her clean across her face. Fuck! She had been dismounted from a single blow and knocked to the paved ground with ease, skidding across it until she was sprawled out. It didn't take a genius to realize that they were now surrounded and she had gotten decked by one without warning.
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Jun 7, 2017 0:31:02 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 7, 2017 0:31:02 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] Skadi watched Mustang's innovation, keeping her eyes on him. It would make sense, after all, for the robots to go after the lone defender. They were destined to be disappointed, Mustang's attempt at dressage entertaining but hardly drawing the attention they had been seeking. At least, that was what Skadi had been left to assume. She paid the best attention she could to what Anya said, prioritizing her in this until any sign of the assassins would come. Her distractions came at a cost. Just as she'd been about to say something about the interesting meeting between the two of them when Anya was no longer next to her. Shit! Skadi hissed the word under her breath, turning barely in time to raise her shield against a blow that knocked her and her mount back some. "Anya!" She called, just as much to check and see if she was okay as to alert their companion to the drastic change in the pace. She noted two assassins, a skinny one who had attacked her, and the larger one that had knocked Anya from her perch. She did not see the others, but for now, she could only focus on drawing their attention away from the party's only attacker. Without hesitation, she sliced through the air with her shield, forcing the smaller robot to back off just enough to allow her to order the kitsune to lunge. If the rest of the robots were set to flank and surround the two of them, they would be left to trust Mustang to close the distance and cover them. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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