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Jun 24, 2017 13:20:46 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 24, 2017 13:20:46 GMT -5
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Oh bother... How do you start one of these things?
Never in his digital life has Garrand had to actually invite someone to his own personal party, it was kind of a culture shock. And on top of that he had recently joined a guild, which was even more shocking to him. He never expected himself to be someone other people could maybe call to if they're in the need for help, let alone be the one calling for help. But in this situation, help was most certainly needed.
A recent bounty had caught his eye, the bounty in question having an enemy that resided in the grove he adored as much as his own home, if not more so.
So, looking through the list of guild mates, the Chloromancer would slowly scroll through the menu of candidates before just picking the first he thought looked capable enough to send an invite to.
Sighing lightly as he closed the popup screen he would on look at the enemy, waiting for any that dared to step up to it.
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Jun 24, 2017 13:37:50 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 24, 2017 13:37:50 GMT -5
truthfully, shizuka wasn't at all interested in subduing the latest terror spawned in the sacred grove. it was by chance that it had turned up where she was strolling. the woman frowned, feeling slightly irked that it had interrupted her plans for the evening. tapping a finger on her lips, she was left with two decisions: go home or fight. if defeated, she would be able to walk around to her heart's content, but knew that she had no way of doing so alone. it was troublesome, truly an inconvenience.
her eyes wandered around to take in her surroundings in the mean time, catching sight of a rather... colorful man. the woman squinted at the muscular figure, her frown deepening. he looked to be useful and if it were the two of them, they may be able to defeat the pest that was lying in wait deeper in the grove. "hm, yes. that sounds good," she mumbled under her breath, approaching him quietly. clearing her throat, she spoke, "are you perhaps waiting on anyone? i'd like to accompany you if you're intending on destroying the bounty here."
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Jun 24, 2017 14:01:41 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 24, 2017 14:01:41 GMT -5
Tapping his foot quietly, the grass underfoot folding in on itself as the foot above slowly but surely stamped them to death, Garrand would stop mid tap as someone approached. He would have hoped it was the teammate he had requested to fight with him, but to his surprise, it was the exact opposite.
Some old lady had wandered up to him and asked if he wanted to take down the bounty with him. He’d twist his mouth in confliction, wondering whether or not he should turn his back on the teammate he so carefully invited to do this bounty with, but it’d quickly escape his mind as he remembered that time was of the essence. Each moment he spent out here tossing it about in his head was more time he could spend relaxing in the grove.
With a defeated shrug he would look up at the lady, avoiding eye contact as much as he could while also at least trying to seem professional.
“I- I was waiting on someone but if you could help me I would like that… a… lot.” Trailing off at the end he would sort of turn away from her, looking towards the bounty as he equipped his basic staff.
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Jun 24, 2017 20:38:37 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 24, 2017 20:38:37 GMT -5
shizuka's eyes stayed locked on the young man's face which looked to be quite dashing under all...of that. the woman's lips pulled back eliciting a 'hmmm'. she couldn't understand the style of the youth these days, she decided. when the stranger had started to move, she followed behind him still intrigued by his taste. was this by choice? or some cruel joke by the creators? her finger curled over her lips in thought, contemplating asking.
"do you dress yourself this way?"
shizuka blinked, eyes trailing up at the utility's hair with disdain clearly written all over her face. she hoped that she was being rude, but honestly, this man was asking for it at this point. "also, you should speak clearly. a man should not speak with a stutter, it's unbecoming if you want to be taken seriously," she added flatly. "you stand out so much that you should do so with confidence."
h-h-here i am
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Jun 24, 2017 21:01:18 GMT -5
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Jun 24, 2017 21:00:39 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 24, 2017 21:00:39 GMT -5
Coming to a halt as she mentioned something about the way he dressed, he would turn his head to listen better to her. Did she really just say that? And then on top of that she had the audacity to talk about the way he spoke, followed up by talking about how much he stood out. Gripping his hand into a fist tightly as they were to his sides, the Chloromancer would turn back to the lady, eyes locked with hers and filled with something more serious than they previously were.
"Hey, listen lady, who the hell gave you the right to talk shit about someone you just met huh? Did your parents not teach you manners when you were a kid? They're probably too old to whip your ass now but I'll gladly take their place."
And there it went, the temper he hated so decided to arise with just the slightest mentionof something that got under his skin. But he wasn't going to back down just because some bounty was behind them, ready to eat them alive at any moment.
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Jun 24, 2017 21:23:40 GMT -5
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Jun 24, 2017 21:22:40 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 24, 2017 21:22:40 GMT -5
shizuka stopped in her tracks nearly bumping into the massive body and when she hadn't, she considered herself lucky. her eyes strayed away from his hair down to his shaking fists. she looked blankly at them, tempted to make another point about body language. the chance was never given to her when garrand had turned around with anger in his voice, yelling louder than she had expected. how, rude. "my, quite the temper," she murmured. her expression was impassive, but she did find this... amusing somehow. she couldn't remember the last time she had faced such impertinence.
shizuka exhaled, lips curving up into a devilish smile when all was said and done. she had heard enough. "i'm free to talk as i please. don't you think you're being too sensitive, boy?" her eyes narrowed into a glare as she stepped in closer for the confrontation. "i do not have parents. i wasn't so lucky as you, to have someone wipe your ass over the years. it seems like they were too busy with that to teach you some respect. now, i suggest you stop running your mouth so carelessly. your parents aren't here to wipe it."
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Jun 24, 2017 21:35:53 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 24, 2017 21:35:53 GMT -5
"Oh, so you didn't have parents to teach you any manners, no wonder you're such a mess."
As she came closer to him, his expression would turn more into one of disgust rather than seriousness but he would stand his ground nonetheless, he wasn't about to be intimidated by someone, even if she decided to put up a fight, evil eyes and all.
"I can be as sensitive as I fucking want, alright? Just like you I'm free to do and talk as I please. And if my parents fought my battles for me I wouldn't be in this shitty game."
Sucking his teeth he would begin to step back, his personal space starting to feel intruded on, but he would stop and stand his ground, he wasn't backing down. "How about you back off before you slip a disk or something, wouldn't want to have to carry your old ass somewhere safe while I deal with this moth thing." And besides, from this distance, he could make out all the imperfect features that came with age.
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Jun 24, 2017 21:53:52 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 24, 2017 21:53:52 GMT -5
"a mess, hm? from the looks of it, it seems like out of the two of us, you're the one worst off though. unfortunate." the woman jutted her lip out in a playful pout. if she could, she would've pinched the tall man's cheeks to add to the insult, but decided against it. there was nothing here for her; no benefits of any sort. as it was, it was entertainment for her. she didn't hate cheeky brats, but did hate that this one was refusing to know his place.
"darling, sensitivity doesn't help you in any aspects of your life," she started to laugh, "while i agree that you can feel as you like, too much can be a bad thing. no use in being angry over every critic, no?" shizuka allowed that to linger in the air, a finger tapping against her lips thoughtfully. the look in this player's eyes weren't half bad. "i'm sure they would if that had a means to get in."
she didn't say anymore after that once he had stepped down like a good boy. it left her feeling refreshed and pleased until he continued to antagonize her in the worst possible way. shizuka could feel her eye twitch from the comment, her anger seething quietly under her youthful skin. old? who was old? she was not old. she had to bite down on her lip to keep herself in check, awaiting her chance to strike back. for now, she'll allow him to believe that he had gotten the last words in.
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Jun 24, 2017 22:24:23 GMT -5
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Jun 24, 2017 22:23:51 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 24, 2017 22:23:51 GMT -5
Sucking his teeth at her own rebuttals he would, be left in silence for a bit. She was completely right about sensitivity not being as redeeming of a feature as speaking your own mind and he knew it, but he can't let her see that she was in fact right, so he would only sneer at her in response to both of the things she said.
But, taking notice of her change in expression his mood would lift a bit. With a shit eating grin he would tilt his head back a bit.
"Oh, you don't like that do you? I get it, you don't like being reminded of your age do you? I know old people don't like being told their old, especially by some young prick that has more time than them, right?"
Chuckling he would shake his head a bit, "Really, it's a bit surprising, I didn't think I'd find anything that'd get under that wrinkling skin of yours, that shitty smile you had started to make me uncomfortable. But, that bitter look you had suits you well, I'd even consider you prettier like this."
He had to at least revel in the fact that he got her to break her smile, even if it was the only thing that could get to her.
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Jun 24, 2017 23:49:18 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 24, 2017 23:49:18 GMT -5
shizuka smiled as much as she could through the shitty brat's attempts to drive in some more digs her way. yeah, she didn't like it; it was irritating. her lips tightened together, determined not to let the words get through to her and more importantly, let it show. she hated to admit it, but face was everything to her. stay calm, your time will come, she told herself, exhaling under her breath. at the very least, she didn't want him to have the full satisfaction.
"you know, some die young," she stated with a forced smile. by no means did she wish death upon him, but perhaps, something close and less permanent. her face darkened at the words 'wrinkling', eyes narrowed as she tried to keep her hands folded in front of her while they walked. she knew for a fact that she hadn't any and didn't need to check, but at the same time, the compulsion was there and strong. "i'm glad you think i'm pretty," she forced out, a tinge of sarcasm clear in her words.
tsk.
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Jun 25, 2017 0:05:16 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 25, 2017 0:05:16 GMT -5
Noting as more words that he threw her way, the more she would react, even in the slightest, he would feel a little more shitty about himself. Yea, he felt that he was right to fight back, tell her about herself just as much as she told him about himself, but still, he couldn't help be feel like shit about it considering that he continued out of spite rather than his own accord.
But he couldn't let her see that. No, he's already dug the hole far too deep to be thinking about how to climb out. With a sigh he would scratch his head, looking back at her as she said something almost threatening then followed up with something a little less threatening.
Twisting his mouth a bit he would quickly let out, "You're starting to get awfully quiet. Are you out of shit to talk or are you just trying to get on my nerves?"
With a neutral expression he'd sort of shift his attention to the bounty and back to her, his gaze reverting back to calm rather than serious.
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Jun 25, 2017 0:17:45 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 25, 2017 0:17:45 GMT -5
shizuka was sure that she could feel her eyes rot the longer she looked at garrand's smug face. it was a miracle that he had stopped temporarily, focused on tracking down the bounty. it was the very thing that they should have done in the first place rather than bicker amongst each other. well, what was done, was done. a few minutes more and they would find themselves covered by a large shadow in the shape of what she could safely assume was the bounty. fantastic.
it brought life back into her knowing that her time was almost here, breathing out blissfully. her mood lightened and even with his question, she answered it in a much happier tone. "i don't see what's wrong with letting a man who likes to talk -- talk. frankly, i've only known women to talk this much." the woman stood still, arms crossed and with a hand, gestured towards the boss. "after you."
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Jun 25, 2017 0:38:53 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 25, 2017 0:38:53 GMT -5
Looking back at her, his eyes growing tired, he'd turn his attention to the bounty in question as it flew overhead. With a sigh as it started to descend on them he'd see it as less of an inconvenience than it was previously. Turns out, nagging old women are more of a threat to your sanity than a weird looking moth thing that had the body of a god as well as the wrath of one.
Turning away from the shit talking old lady, Garrand would hold his hand out in front of him, it glowing a green hue before he activated Life on the ground, a golem forming into a sapling and then quickly shooting up into the sky, knocking the wind from the moth god's wings as it was shot back. A golem, made from the same trees that surrounded them, with mushrooms at its feet, would tower over them, ready to fuck shit up.
"I usually don't talk a lot... It's just that you pissed me off is all."
Activating a new skill, Revitalize, the Chloromancer would surround the ground with red flowers, boosting the attack of both of them as he looked back at the woman, the same tired look in his eyes.
"Your turn."
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Jun 25, 2017 0:54:33 GMT -5
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Jun 25, 2017 0:52:38 GMT -5
Post by izanami on Jun 25, 2017 0:52:38 GMT -5
shizuka made it a display, sitting herself down a few feet behind garrand with her hands folded neatly in her lap. she watched with amusement as the man summoned up a golem. like it's master, it was quite large and flamboyant in appearance; not something she had expected, but wasn't surprised by at the same time. when it had taken to the skies, shizuka felt the gust of wind blow right by her and with a hand, flipped a lock of hair back over her shoulder. her head tilted up, following the fight and once the bounty was knocked back, she started to clap.
when she heard garrand's voice, however, her attention turned back onto him noticing a red growth form around him. she could feel her power grow from it, bringing a sly smile to her face. as she had guessed, he passed on the turn to her. "hmm..." the woman drew out, a hand placed against her cheek. "i'm afraid your efforts are going to have to go to waste," she said with a smirk, "i appreciate the buff, but..." voice trailing. "my old bones aren't what they were back in the day. i can't do anything; i'm a helpless old woman. i can feel my arthritis come back." shizuka rubbed at her back, exaggerating painful moans. "looks like you're on your own with this one, boy."
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Jun 25, 2017 1:13:50 GMT -5
Post by Garrand on Jun 25, 2017 1:13:50 GMT -5
Frowning deeply as she sat and stated something about her age, he'd sigh. Of course she'd do this, they've been shit talking each other this entire time, no wonder she wouldn't want to help any further than being there. Rolling his eyes as he looked back to the bounty, he would hold out a hand behind him, the red flowers budding and then retracting into the ground.
Whistling out to the golem, Garrand would command it to wrap it up quickly by making a circle with his finger in the air. The golem would respond by walking forward and simply stamping on the moth, pixelating it in one fell... stamp.
Sighing, the Chloromancer would snap his fingers, the golem returning to the earth as he looked back at the granny. Remaining silent as he just stared at her for a bit he would let out a heavier sigh. "I'm sorry." He'd say with a bothered tone then start to walk away, but not before getting out one last jab at her.
"Next time, I'll try and respect my elders a bit more, if we ever see each other again that is."
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