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    Midsummer Festivities[Event]

    Deleronark
    Deleronark

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    Lineage : Death Dealer
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    Post by Deleronark 25th June 2019, 10:48 am


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    Code-name : Mietitrice



    With a deep sigh and a heavy breath, the assassin glanced about with an apathetic look, his eyes would narrow as he recognized their location. Him and his companions, two fellows ‘guild members’ were not far from the Bellevue Estate. A massive glace building belonging to the Bellevue investment LTD. At least… on paper. Not many knew of the secret hidden within those doors, and Meititrice as the Intelligence Director knew of many other… secrets… hidden within the location.

    Returning from a mission, Meititrice was already calculating costs, and mentally preparing for the reports Blanche had prepared for him. Turns out, a clandestine operations organization involves a lot more than just killing… It involves actual work. Paper Work. Meititrice spent hours on end filing, reporting, and gaging the various ongoing tasks of the organization. Each job, each mission, and each request needed to be tracked, prioritized, and catalog. Then, his department was to expand outwards and gather intel so that the combat operatives could do their job.

    This happened to be one of the rare opportunities that the assassin got to take a break from paperwork, and even got to put down the camera, so to speak. Today he was with Revenant and Esper, two unclassified members within their organization. The Chairman had asked Meititrice to escort them on their job, and the assassin had taken the opportunity to learn all that he could. Suffice to say, the job had been… Interesting, but successful, and that is all that mattered.

    Glancing to his side, his heightened senses suddenly picked up… music… and… laughter? With an inquisitive eyebrow raise Meititrice stopped in his tracks. Then, he suddenly remembered. Today was the day of the summer solstice, a day of merriment, and festivities. “Hold up a moment.” He would say to the group, the wheels in his mind already turning.

    Surely Blanche could wait for his report.

    He doubted there was That much paper work.

    “Revenant… Esper…” He said looking at the two other mages. “How do you fancy a quick stop along the way back?” The assassin was already hoping there would be booze.





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    Cassius
    Cassius

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    Post by Cassius 27th June 2019, 10:41 am



    Dull eyes were moving underneath the mask placed on Cassius' face, or rather, that of the puppet he currently possessed, using this object as a vessel to bind him and give him a more physical form. It would be an experiment, really. He had used the admittedly generous amount of jewels he had gotten as a reward from his first two jobs for this organization that had now apparently taken the role of his employer to commission this item from a specialist in Ca-Elum, promptly adding the item to his collection in an attempt to increase his efficiency on future jobs even further. The puppet itself was highly realistic, its features easily mistaken for those of a real person. The joints could be moved easily, allowing for excellent mobility, and the puppet itself was made mostly from steel, granting exceptional durability. Well suited for the jobs he would do for Hidden Blades. Most of his colleagues seemed like they weren't beings of supernatural nature like himself, and he had found that exactly this, the nature of his being, made some people somewhat uneasy, therefore choosing to explore this option to make him more human and physical ... something that could come in handy for certain scenarios in this line of work, or at least, that was what the wraith imagined.

    With this new, more permanent line of work, he would try to fulfill the requests of his employer to the letter, as long as they continued to reward him and show him the same generosity they had before. Of course, there was also the neat little ring that he had been given, which could alter the appearance of this life-sized puppet at will, and to whatever Cassius desired. A tool most useful indeed. It even allowed for Cassius somewhat ... otherworldly voice and senses to appear more human, something the wraith appreciated, at the very least, though that was not of greatest concern at the minute, or so it seemed to the wraith. As such, people would perhaps mistake the wraiths current appearance for an actual person.

    The little group he was moving with, some colleagues from this organization that was apparently commonly referred to as "guild", appeared to have taken interest in something, or, their superior, at least. A man that had been introduced as a "Director", something Cassius didn't quite know how to interpret or put into perspective yet, though he had learned that this man, "Mietitrice", as he called himself, was one of his superiors in this guild, and as such, the natural order was clear to the wraith. The other was the one who held the power, and Cassius would follow his every command without question as long as he got paid in the end. Of course, when the other commanded to "hold up a moment", Cassius stopped immediately, listening for further instructions which, luckily, would follow quickly, although not in the form of a command. The man resorted to a question instead. It wasn't like Cassius had any desire of his own, he'd do whatever the man would tell him, making this fact known. Human speech was still something admittedly difficult for the wraith, though his voice, with the addition of the puppet, was a lot more human now instead of rusty and aetherial. "If you wish ... to make ... a quick stop ... Revenant will make ... a stop". The codename was a thing Cassius had yet to get used to, but it was seemingly something of a policy of Hidden Blades to keep identities shrouded in mystery, and the wraith wasn't about to challenge this. As such, he had simply chosen another word for what he already was.

    "The Revenant".




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    Iris
    Iris

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    Post by Iris 30th June 2019, 2:13 am



    "Pleeeeaaase tell me you mean for a drink~!" exclaimed the cosmic being of the group, her currently female form all but slithering up on Mietitrice and writhing in excitement. "I fancy very much. I. Need. Alcohol!"

    It was true. Since joining Hidden Blades, Iris hadn't felt very Iris-like. Not just because of the use of impenetrable disguises, the horrible voice changer, or shapeshifting rings when the space dust could already do that, though that was a big part of it. As someone very proud of appearances in both female and male forms, it was torture having to hide all the assets. It'd been a long time since Iris had kept to a female form this long as well. She didn't have a preference, but for quite a number of years, her male forms had been used more. So not only was she getting used to being her sultry, femme fatale self, but all the work involved in this secretive guild seriously cut into her drinking time. She hadn't been this bone-dry sober in a millennium or so...since she'd been in another certain organization that she avoided even thinking about. She hated both that place and the lack of booze.

    Currently, Esper had adopted a completely extra disguise. Deep garnet eyes stood out against sunkissed skin, managing not to seem pale against inky ebony locks that tickled her bare waist. Red seemed to be the theme of this summer solstice inspired look since a strapless bodice of the hue barely protected the modesty of her substantial upper half and a flowy sheer skirt on her lower half danced around her ankles. Extravagant gold accents were draped everywhere; around her neck, in her hair, from her wrists, around her waist and legs. Truly she was a vision and while her beauty paled in comparison to Esper's normal female form, she'd come to like the onyx hair and sanguine eyes when needed to conceal her identity...which was pointless since only her female form would be associated with Hidden Blades anyway. Her every day look outside the guild was one of the male forms. Ah, oh well. It was what it was, and for now, she'd play by the rules. The Chairman with his sexy mask didn't seem the type to give her the punishment she so rightfully deserved, so there was no point in being naughty. Such a shame.

    Sandaled feet ran ahead toward the music. Enhanced eyesight saw the tents and entertainment long before they arrived. It looked like so much fun, and Esper loved to goof off and have a good time. Hidden Blades had been working her to the bone. The eager woman was jonesing to let loose and get wasted. "Come on, Mie-Mie, Revvy~ Let's hurry. The quicker we get there, the longer we'll have to bond~"


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    Deleronark
    Deleronark

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    Post by Deleronark 1st July 2019, 11:30 am


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    Word Count : 324
    Total Word Count : 677

    Code-name : Michael



    As the two others stopped, and his comrade spoke up, Meititrice would nod, he was learning that the being known as Revenant had little in the form of desires, though he was impressive in his work. Meititrice would certainly study him more, after all, seeing how others preformed was perfect way to increase your own productivity. That thought however… would have to wait for another time, as suddenly the assassin felt a form get closer to his own.

    He would give a devilish smile as the female form that belong to his comrade got closer. While he teased his friend, and superior, about the ‘ties’ he was under as Chairman. Meititrice felt no such feelings, much to the chagrin of others. He did his job effectively however, whether that was gathering intel, in whatever way possible, or providing a quick solution to a client’s problem. As her voice rang out, Meititrice’s smile would widen.

    “Oh, I certainly hope so. Let’s see just what it is the capital calls a ‘festival’” Meititrice would say before remembering that he had to be somewhat responsible. “Just remember, do not call attention to the the organization, and do not use your codenames. While here call me Michael...” He would say quietly, having come up with the name on the spot, before touching the ring at his finger and twisting it. From one step to another his form would change, becoming that of an unassuming but attractive male, his hair was brown, but shimmered in the sun, and his eyes seemed to be the color of chocolate. With a smile he turned towards the female who was leading the charge.

    “Lead the way…” He would say pointing his hands and following, though keeping to his own pace. He could see all forms of entertainment, from dancing, to game, even what looked to be one of those strength hammer things somewhere in the distance. The assassin however was certain to grab the first drinkable alcoholic substance he could find.





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    Cassius
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    Post by Cassius 1st July 2019, 12:40 pm


    "Revvy", on the other hand, was a word the wraith would have never considered for his own name. To be fair, he had been more than content with Cassius, Revenant would work, too, and yet, the purpose of nicknames was entirely unfamiliar to him. Revvy, the wraith would repeat it in his head. Perhaps it wasn't the worst to consider? Perhaps, he thought, this could give him some of that individuality that humans seemed to long for so dearly?


    ...


    Then again, what did it matter? Names meant nothing in the end, it would be the actions that defined someone. Cassius would listen to whatever these two decided to call him without a second thought. There was something else though. Cassius couldn't imagine what these two had planned with their unscheduled diversion from their return to Hidden Blades, though he did not raise the question. In the end, it would be inconsequential to him, so why bother wasting his words? He simply followed Mietitrice, "Michael" as he wanted to be called in his new look, and Esper, who had taken a more ... unorthodox appearance. Not that the wraith knew the difference between orthodox and the opposite.

    And while Cassius did not think that this festival would offer him much in the way of recreational activities, it seems that he, too, would be proven wrong. A man, as they passed by some kind of strange device, would eagerly address him with the vigorous tone of an entertainer. "Hello there, young man. You look like you have some strength in those bones! Care for a try at the one and only Strength Hammer?".

    Cassius, at first, paid little attention to the other, turning the head of the puppet towards the source of the noise before turning back to follow the other two, the man still not giving up, however. "W-wait. First try's free, how does that sound? Don't you wanna see how strong you are?".This caused the wraith to stop and turn fully, the man promoting his festival attraction smiling devilishly. "How strong ... I am?". "That's right. Just try it out, but don't be too disappointed if you can't quite get it. All you have to do is take this hammer and hit this plate as hard as you can, and who knows, maybe you'll be our next winner?". If only the man knew what he was getting himself into.

    Cassius, under the mask, looked at the man, who was pointing at a wooden hammer besides an unusual apparatus that the wraith was wholly unfamiliar with. And this thing would somehow be able to test his strength? Well ... the wraith was somewhat curious. Determining his strength was a thing that would benefit not only himself but if he knew his level, it would certainly also help him judge his skills in combat, which in turn would be of use to his employer. The wraith currently possessing a puppet simply nodded, moving to the device before grabbing the hammer.

    He looked down at the device for a few seconds before raising the wooden utensil behind back, holding his swing for just a second. In a moment, he channeled his rage, his anger, concentrating his essence within the limb of the puppet that held the hammer, swinging it down with all his might. The device broke instantly, an extremely heavy impact scattering it into hundreds of tiny metal pieces as dust was thrown up into the air around it, clearing just a second later to reveal an absolutely trashed apparatus. Was this really the point of this game? This activity was dull and illogical. Cassius turned to the man, who stared at him with wide open mouth and a pale face, unable to produce as much as a sound. "Your device ... is broken", the wraith stated simply and as eloquently as always before walking away, back to his two colleagues.




    Word Count: 650
    Word Count Total: 1,268 / 1,500



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    Midsummer Festivities[Event] Cassiussiggies
    Iris
    Iris

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    Lineage : Descendant of Atlantis
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    Experience : 145,230

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    First Magic: Ocular Requip
    Second Magic: Water Dragon Slayer
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    Post by Iris 2nd July 2019, 1:29 am

    Esper, who had dubbed herself Jasra on the way to the festival before running far ahead, eventually claimed the very thing she'd been seeking. Since she had a little bit of time before the others caught up, somehow she darted into an adult beverage tent and came out with a tall, ridiculously shaped and brightly colored summer solstice souvenir cup complete with a bendy straw. How dare they try to stop her from taking booze outside the designated tent! Well, she certainly showed them. Now she strutted around drinking her liquor in plain sight amongst the excitement and no one was the wiser that it wasn't soda purchased from the funnel cake booth. It also held quite a lot, so it would hold her over until she and her comrades could find a suitable drinking establishment.

    Sipping loudly from her elongated, neon pink cup, Jasra rejoined the party just in time to see one of the seedy peddlers of silly human games start heckling the least human of the group, which was saying something for Revenant given she wasn't really human either. The inky haired female paused, watching what the odd man(?) would do. As usual Revenant's words shambled out as if speech was like swimming against the current. After some convincing, much to Esper's surprise, he gave in and...well...certainly did a thing. As Revenant smashed the hokey strength tester obviously as hard as he could, the woman watched in buzzed awe as it crumpled under the strength of the swing. Had she heard the little weight woefully blast through the bell at the top before it shot off into the stratosphere? Despite the game tender's dawning chagrin, Esper lost it. "Hahahaha!" she laughed unabashedly, pointing at the trashed apparatus and the man mourning it with only sputtering giggles and wheezes coming out. She looked toward 'Michael' if he was nearby, hoping bore witness as well. "He...Hahaha...Revvy....teehee...murdered that thing...Hahahahaha!" Jasra guffawed, wandering off after the carnival game killer. "Your device... is broken," she repeated in her best impression of the Revenant, erupting once more into laughter before eventually getting ahold of herself and returning to sipping her drink.

    Weaving in and out of the crowds, crimson eyes searched for either an interesting bar or something to catch her fancy among all the festival events. She'd been to many festivals over the years, so everything seemed within the norm. Esper was starting to get bored. Even worse, she was sucking down her tequila much faster than she intended. Soon she'd be out, and that'd be an emergency indeed. The target level of drunkenness had yet to be achieved.

    In an effort to stave off her restlessness, the sultry maiden took advantage of some poor saps at a kissing booth. Sitting behind a wooden table under a tent decorated in hearts were a man and a woman, doing their best to look seductive to rake in some business. They weren't too bad looking, and their eyes were actually quite enticing. Too bad snatching them would draw too much attention with this many people around. Esper would have to settle with a little bit of pucker power. Sashaying up to the booth, she leaned down, perhaps forgetting how different her curves were in this form, since the male half of the combo started sweating. "Mmm, I haven't even done anything and you're already dripping~" purred Jasra, amused but oh so tantalizing.

    "You couldn't get me wet if you tried!"

    The voice had come from the left of the booth suddenly, surprising the ocular requip mage a bit. She straightened up and peered over at a paunchy man sitting on a board over a tank of water. He was dressed as a clown, and judging by his pristine make-up, he'd yet to be dunked despite the baseballs littered everywhere under the trigger target. Much to the kiss peddlers' collective relief, the seductress was more than distracted. "Oh~?" Jasra purred, wickedness crackling over her attractive features like heat lightning through the summer night's clouds. She knew what he meant, but for the sake of her guildmates, she'd refrain from proving the more risque of the double meanings wrong and instead go for the more literal sense. Moving over to the dunking booth, her sights were set on the rowdy jeerer, holding out some jewel to the meek cashier and ball-hander-over. Perhaps she was overconfident because even though she was somewhat certain she was skilled, the ball took a dramatic curve away from the bullseye and earned her a new insult. "See? I told you! A discount reject belly dancer like you could never get me wet! Haha!"

    His mocking worked. Insulting her appearance was the easiest way to get Esper a touch hot under the collar. After spending way too much jewel trying to lob rigged balls at the bullseye and being rewarded with more ridicule, the woman had had enough. "Oh, I know a sure-fire way to get you wet. No one can resist my beautiful eyes~" purred the secret assassin, eyes glowing dangerously. Seconds later a laserbeam shot out of her eyes and straight into the target, triggering it and dumping the stupid little man. The meek attendant flailed and stuttered and the man sputtered to the surface, but Esper was all the more pleased. With a wink, she turned and walked away, sipping her jolly juice once more.


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    Deleronark
    Deleronark

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Player 
    Lineage : Death Dealer
    Position : Coming Storm
    Posts : 100
    Guild : Hidden Blades
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 10,887

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    Post by Deleronark 3rd July 2019, 1:08 pm


    Notes:
    Word Count : 603
    Total Word Count : 1277

    Code-name : Michael



    The festival was about what the assassin expected, not that he had anything to base his experiences off of. After all, he had forgotten all but the past six or so months, so never knew if he had ever been to a festival before. That being said, he was neither enjoying himself, nor bored. He was certainly liking it more than paperwork, so he had nothing to complain about. With a deep drink of his glass, having followed Esper’s lead in ignoring the ‘designated tent’, he would sign as the heavy liquid warmed his throat.

    He would watch passively as his guild mates interacted with the events, and ongoing. Holding back laughter as the machine was utterly destroyed by revenant’s strength. At least, until their other companion was to lose herself, causing him to join in the merriment, though not quite as… lively. He would pat the other ‘mans’ shoulder when he returned. “You forgot your prize…” The assassin would say, pointing at the life size bunny that was supposed to be for whoever ringed the bell, a challenge I assumed they had meant to be nigh impossible.

    Laughing with Esper he would join the group as they went from one event to the next, this time Esper stopping to use her ‘charms’ to wetten a man who made the mistake of insulting here. He could not help but smile watching the scene, sure she had technically lost, but he had won. This entire thing was becoming far more interesting and worth it by the moment, and with each drink of his glass he found himself enjoying the merriment more and more.

    He even found himself forgetting about the lecture he was sure he would receive. When suddenly, he looked over to see a game he felt very much confident in. He could see a table with all sorts of bottles, some were red, most clear, and in the center was one golden bottle. Walking up, the assassin watched as a man threw a ring towards the yellow bottle, only to see it sail high landing just beyond the price. With defeat, the man handed a small keychain to his girlfriend before looking away ashamed as Meititrice stepped up.

    His eyebrow was raised, he thought he noticed something… strange, but would have to confirm it. With a quick chat he found himself given three rings, and proceeded to toss one with perfect accuracy. He watched, as the ring got close to the golden bottle, in the last moment, its trajectory changed ever so slightly curving just shy of the prize and landing around a clear bottle. With a sign, the assassin glanced at the carny who tried, poorly, to look innocent. With a flash of red eyes, the assassin allowed his vampiric senses to take over, glancing at the machine he took a deep breath, and sighed. He could see it clearly now, the magical illusion which guided the bottles. His eyes, capable of seeing magic others would miss studied the patters, and signs.

    Just as the carny was about to complain, stating that the assassin was taking too long and he had other customers, Meititrice would throw. Tossing both rings at the same time, he threw them into the magical wind, allowing it to carry them to their destination. One after another, each ring landed on the golden bottle. Meititrice was already walking away, his nose getting caught up in the scents of those around him, their blood smelt… tasty.

    With a deep breath, he allowed the magic to fade and took control of his primal desires as he joined his companions. A smile plastered on his face... He would speak, his fangs still slightly visable for anyone looking too closely. "That was fun."





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    Cassius
    Cassius

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    Post by Cassius 7th July 2019, 6:16 am



    When Esper suddenly appeared by his side, incredibly amused it seemed, Revenant simply cocked his head in response. He did not understand what made his statement so entertaining. It was quite the simple realization, really, a comment on reality. Had the way he had conveyed his information been joking in a way without him realizing? The intricacies and hidden implications of human communications escaped him, and thus he would probably never quite find an answer to this question. He quickly felt a hand on the item he possessed though, turning the head of the puppet to see his disguised superior who claimed Revenant had forgotten his "prize". Without turning the possessed head, Cassius had no need to do this in order to sense his surroundings, after all, he centered his attention back on the man and his device. It appeared that, indeed, there would be a reward of questionable value given to the one who could defeat this festival game. Something that Cassius wouldn't really like or need in his Collection. The thought alone was somewhat absurd, and the wraith made sure to let the other know. "Revvy ... has no need ... for an item ... like this one". Why would the other think that he could use something like this, though? Was it perhaps secretly a powerful weapon? Or a magical artifact of immense power? Maybe, he thought, maybe ... it was worth it going back and claiming it? If it attracted the attention of Mietitrice ...

    Cassius gave it another second of thought before turning back and walking over to the man who conducted the strength hammer, the mortal turning pale at his sight. "I have ... been told ... to claim ... a prize". The man seemed relieved that this was the only matter on Cassius mind, promptly handing him a stuffed animal, a bunny easily the size of a person. "Just take the damn thing and go". Cassius didn't need to be told twice. Life-sized bunny in arm he turned, joining his guildmates and whatever fun they would have at this festival. Of course, Cass didn't share the amusement when Esper ruined that man's makeup or the other two had picked their fancy drinks, Cassius had no need for sustenance, after all, but would simply and passively follow the other two unless otherwise instructed.




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    Midsummer Festivities[Event] Cassiussiggies
    Iris
    Iris

    Alt Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Dragon Slayer- Dark Guild Ace- A-Rank- Working Together- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Halloween Social - Halloween job event participant - Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Motor City Rush- Summer Special Participant- Player 
    Lineage : Descendant of Atlantis
    Position : None
    Posts : 223
    Guild : Hidden Blades
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 145,230

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Ocular Requip
    Second Magic: Water Dragon Slayer
    Third Magic: Probs Something Kinky

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    Post by Iris 7th July 2019, 4:50 pm

    As Mie-Mie rejoined the small group, her fraudulent crimson hues immediately zeroed in on his smile. The fangs thrilled her, though for now, she'd say nothing. Fangs meant biting...Iris adored biting. Maybe one day he could convince him to bite her if she was lucky. However, her attention once more turned toward Revvy, whom she found to be an unintentional riot, especially when she was even more easily amused because of alcohol. As the odd 'man' was convinced to go claim his prize for murdering the poor Test of Strength game, it seemed his reward was a giant bunny. Seeing such a person as Revenant with a life-size bunny in his arms sent Esper into another fit of raucous giggles. "Hahaha! So, Revvy, what are you gonna do with that humongous bunny? Maybe cuddle it at night?" she asked, trying to sober up her giggles but failing. Utter failure. This was hilarious and grew even more amusing the more she sucked on her straw.

    As they moved along and Esper basically danced her way between tents, soon they came to the age-old game of bobbing for apples. She was feeling quite heated from drink and from Michael's fangs and the filthy things her mind dreamed up, so maybe a dunk in some ice water would cool her off...but she couldn't possibly do this by herself. Giving Mie-Mie a sly grin, she approached a barrel and ran her finger around half of the rim, then patted the one next to it.

    "I challenge you to an apple bobbing contest, Michael~ Let's see which of us bites the best!"


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    Midsummer Festivities[Event] 60728_s
    Deleronark
    Deleronark

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Player 
    Lineage : Death Dealer
    Position : Coming Storm
    Posts : 100
    Guild : Hidden Blades
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 10,887

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Death Dealer's Training
    Second Magic:
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    Midsummer Festivities[Event] Empty Re: Midsummer Festivities[Event]

    Post by Deleronark 9th July 2019, 11:08 am


    Notes:
    Word Count : 285
    Total Word Count : 1,562

    Code-name : Michael



    The assassin could not help but suppress a smile as the one known as ‘revvy’ went to claim the massive human sized bunny as a price. In truth, the man had been fucking around, and could care less if the armored coworker grabbed the toy. However, watching the disguised form return to the group Meititrice knew, there was no way he was going to tell the other that. The assassin however did spend the time studying the other man, it was… strange… the manor at which he handled himself. The Director had been told about the other coworker of course, but actually seeing the truth of it was… jarring. As someone who had forgotten the simple things in life, he could not imagine living without such funs.

    Meititrice could not help but share in the merriment of their female companion. There was something… intriguing about the other person. The carefree attitude at which they carried themselves was a much needed relieve to the stoic nature of their guild. Meititrice somewhat found himself disappointed that he was in such a… position of power. It meant any… mingling… with his other guild members had added hassle, and if he was not careful a meeting to… HR.

    The assassin would shake his shoulders as they moved along, passing the thought from his mind, and allowing himself to return to the merriment. Meititrice would raise an eyebrow as the female form grinned at him, he would meet her gaze, and smile as she challenges him.

    “If you want to see how good I am with my mouth… You just have to ask.” He said coyly before diving in head first, and coming out triumphantly with an apple in tow.


    Word Count Reached, all 'enemies' Complete.



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