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[color=salmon]Word Count: 1054 (+2 exp)[/color]
[color=salmon][u]Level[/u]: [b]7[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 2/70
[b]Location:[/b] Edge of the Blue: Limsa Lominscuttle Town[/color][/center]
Taking the advice to stock up to heart, once the Cadet arrived back in Limsa he set to work preparing everything for tomorrow's excursion. He returned to the tavern, finding it cleared out by the time he returned. Only a few unfamiliar faces lingered there, locals most likely. Ace Cadet approached the tavern's keeper to inquire about a room, and to his delight there seemed to be a running tab for their group. He didn't hesitate to add one more room for the night to it. 

The room was simple, single bed and plain walls. Not dissimilar to the one he used to rent in Lumbridge. Like that one, thankfully this one also had a small table and chair. It was pushed up against the wall, sitting under a sconce. The Cadet shrugged off his weaponry and rested the blades and hammer against the table's side, while the bow and arrows were laid across the flat surface. He hadn't needed to think very long about what would be best for fighting at sea. He'd sailed on ships before (even if they were over desert sands and not water) and he could man a cannon just fine - but when it came to his own equipment, then the great bow was just the thing. 

After pulling his armor off to get more comfortable, the Cadet sat at the desk in his small clothes to prepare something essential he'd need if he was going to focus on long range support: arrow coatings. In town earlier he'd purchased quite a bit of potions and vials to experiment with. Now he just needed to figure out a way to turn the liquid substances into something thicker, something that would stick to the arrow heads. Confident that he could accomplish this, the hunter got to work.

[center]***[/center]When morning came, the Ace Cadet stepped out of his room ready and raring to go. Today he was dressed in his complete Rathian armor, having changed out the Vassal's Kote for the metallic and green vambraces. On his back he still carried all of his deadly gear, but the order had changed, with the bow on top and his quiver hanging at his hip. He'd considered leaving some of the weapons behind, but it felt wrong somehow. The adventure so far didn't lend itself well to short assignments where he could pick and choose the best tool for the job. Having the options right with him had helped more than once as well. 

Suited up, the hunter ordered a couple handfuls of breakfast and exited, heading towards the assembly. As always, Limsa's geography was a bit hard to navigate. Though it was technically the second day here, it took the hunter a little bit to arrive. He tossed bits of food over his shoulder as he went, BB snapping them up in it's mouth. They finished their mobile meal by the time they reached the harbor, and the great gathering of ship girls. Overhead he could see a massive ship that must have belong to the Admiral, as well as a couple of others. He assumed that the rest of his group was there, waiting aboard either Shippy or the Atomos. He was nearly to them, pushing his way through the women and rigging with a lot of "sorry" and "excuse me," when the Admiral's voice rained over everyone gathered. Her speech was aggressive, and man, what a pep talk. The Cadet was grinning to himself and ready to cheer along with the girls when they moved all at once. Cadet quickly stepped out of the way, leaving the rush of ship girls to depart. 

The first team member the Cadet spotted when he continued on was Ms. Fortune, standing in front of the line of ships. He jogged right up to her, bumping her shoulder lightly with his own as he passed, though he turned to walk backward to chat with the cat girl. 

[color=salmon]"Good Meowning!"[/color] he greeted her cheerily. He glanced at her robe and chuckled. [color=salmon]"All set? Ready to go?"[/color]

He had been heading towards Shippy, being more familiar with a traditional type of ship, but when the Cadet's eyes fell on the Atomos he stopped. The airship's dragon-like logo had been covered over with what looked like Bowser's face, and there were some very interesting looking weapons on the back of it. He changed course, making a beeline for the Atomos and climbing up the side of it. Nearby he could hear the members of the Koopa Troop discussing the plan for the day while he inspected the guns, and soon enough Sakura's voice reached him as well. The Cadet was pulled from his inspections with the street fighter's words. [i]Jump out of the ship?![/i]

He poked his head over the side of the ship. [color=salmon]"You jumped off the ship?"[/color] he asked, his voice both curious and concerned - although his face didn't match, his expression surprised when he actually spotted the girl and the others around her. A couple of them looked different, including Jr. who was back to normal. He'd seen Bowser's changes last night, and Geralt was still normal, but now Kamek and Sakura were different too.

He looked between the girl and Nadia, now that they had matching feline ears. Of course there was no missing the rigging attached to Sakura either. [color=salmon]"Oh, you...?"[/color]

They must have gotten up to some spirit shenanigans yesterday. At least they all seemed alright. Even without the full story it was easy to piece together what happened with the Atomos. He wondered if it was awkward, absorbing a friendly's spirit. Even if it was, it must be better than letting the spirit dissolve and be gone forever. Plus Sakura could probably skate across the water now. It was a good move. 

The Cadet felt the Atomos shake slightly as someone exited it. He blinked and looked down, wondering who it was. Most of the blue team... red team... purple team? Well, most of them were already outside. He could see that were only a few missing, but to his surprise the person that left the Atomos was not anyone he recognized. 

[i]Oh, that's where the Brachydios spirit went,[/i] the monster hunter thought as he watched the girl approach the Admiral, completely clueless as to the situation. He really needed a run down of the sortie.

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[color=FFC6C6]Word Count: 809 (+2 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]3[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 19/30
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky: Sweet Canyon[/color]
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[color=2E2C2C]D34C25[/color][/center]Her lungs were starting to hurt. 

Primrose didn't dare look back at the monster, she just focused on running. Like Hell she'd die here, gobbled up by some animal. If it caught her she'd find a way to kill it from the inside and escape... but she would prefer to outrun it instead. In her peripheral vision she noted that Braum and the Heavy had caught up to her, and she was quietly satisfied that her plan had paid off. Especially so when refusing to look back opened her up to attack from a trawler, and Braum defended her. She blinked as he moved passed her, and she spared only him a glance and a nod of thanks before she turned forward again. 

Behind her she could hear the great crackle of ice, and in front she could see some commotion with the lead group. Further still, a structure that the tracks were leading them towards. Almost there.

As soon as she, Heavy, Braum and Midna caught up to the rest of the group, the Mona-car and a couple of riders sped forward and cleared the path ahead. Not squandering the opportunity to cover more ground with no enemies to block the path for now, Primrose didn't break her stride and continued sprinting forward. She didn't stop even when she cleared the tunnel's opening, only slowing down when the molduga slammed against the tunnel and darkened it, unable to get in.

She panted, slowly coming down from her sprint into a walk, her head held up and her eyes closed. She nearly tore the hood and veil from her head as she reached to remove them, letting as much air in as possible. Now safe in the darkness, she finally turned around fully. The monster was stuck and struggling, and Midna gave it a punch in the snout for good measure. Primrose understood the feeling, and she took some vicarious pleasure in Midna's attack. 

The rest of the group were catching their breaths as well, moving sluggishly, but they didn't have very far to go. Primrose didn't even bother summoning a flame to light the way, not wanting to spend the energy. With a few deep inhales through her nose, Primrose regained her composure. She was thinking about how she could go about attaching wheels to Hippowdown like the kind that Yoshitsune currently sported in case she needed to run like that again, but when they left the tunnel and entered the intensely sweet smelling canyon her focus was brought to the present. There didn't seem to be any huge monsters here, just tiny ones resembling sweets. The entire landscape too seemed edible. Some desserts were familiar looking in design, others completely alien - another world's foods she was sure.

The smell was actually pretty strong, so Primrose donned her veil again, grateful for what little it did to help stop the sickly sweet smell. She couldn't even imagine how everything would taste... idly, she nodded along with Midna's comment that eating anything would lead to sickness. 

She leaned down, gingerly picking up one of the bug... snacks. She let the colorful ant crawl over her palm, turning her hand so that it wouldn't fall. It didn't seem dangerous, and though looks could be deceiving it made no move to attack her. She placed it down again and stared at the robots in the near distance. Then she turned and watched Midna leave, heading towards where Poppi had indicated that someone was calling for help.

[color=D34C25]"We should go with her,"[/color] the dancer said. Her voice wasn't forceful, but it was loud enough that the whole group would be able to hear it. She was tired, and she was sure they were all tired, but there wasn't really any place for them to stop and rest. Well, maybe inside the tunnel would have been good, but there was the snapping molduga in there. 

Several of the more heroic around them seemed to share Primrose's thoughts. It really didn't feel right to leave someone desperate and in danger. She doubted that it could be a trap - who would set that kind of trap here in this sticky wonderland, and for whom? Plus, perhaps the person in need of help was a "local" and could give them some direction... Primrose's thoughts echoed Joker's unknowingly, and she watched the leader of the Thieves discuss their course of action with Fox. She turned to the rest of the group, raising a brow. They wouldn't split up again, right? It was dark, and this landscape... there was no one anyway was familiar with it, it would be dangerous to split the group now. Primrose crossed her arms, and while she awaited what she thought was the inevitable answer to which way the group should go, she slowly followed after the Twilight Princess, watching her step carefully.