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[color=salmon]Word Count: 1028 (+2 exp)[i](+30 mission reward)[/i][/color]
[color=salmon][u]Level[/u]: [b]9[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 72/90
[b]Location:[/b] Edge of the Blue - Kanzuki Estate[/color][/center]
For many hours the Ace Cadet was practically dead to the world. As soon as he had confirmed that the Felynes' charges and Shippy had made it back to Limsa safely his feet carried him up to the tavern room he'd stayed in last night. Exhaustion hit him so hard once he'd closed the door behind him that he could have fallen asleep in his armor right then. He barely shed the metal rigging and scale mail before throwing himself into the pillows face first. The bed creaked under his weight but held together. The Cadet hardly cared that the sea salt and residue still clung to him - most of it was on his armor anyway, and tonight so long as the bed would hold him without complaint then he would deal with it in the morning. His last conscious thoughts were of the part of their team that stayed behind, wondering if their search was fruitful and if they'd already returned. That, and of how much food he was going to treat himself to in the morning.[hr]The sun had long since risen when the Cadet rolled out of bed. Literally, as when he shifted in sleep and the sunlight filtering in through the window shined on his face, the hunter turned his body until he'd flipped himself right off the mattress and onto the floor. It was another couple of seconds until he actually opened his eyes and sat up with a yawn. He pushed himself to his feet and threw open the window to find the city wide awake and bustling. 

[color=salmon]"How long was I asleep for?"[/color] he wondered aloud, poking his head out of the window and squinting up at the sky to judge the time. It looked late into the morning at least. Perfect time for brunch! He did some light stretching to get all the stiffness out of his muscles, but one thing stopped him from heading right out to get something to eat.

[i]Oh my Wrog, I smell like a Congalala.[/i] Alright, first thing's first: get cleaned up. The room's shower and tub combo wasn't complicated, and he lugged his equipment under the spray of water before getting in it himself. Some serious scrubbing later and they were as good as new... sort of. There were scrapes and dents he'd yet to buff out, but at least neither he nor his armor smelled like death anymore. Washed and dried, the Cadet donned his usual ensemble of full Rathian minus the helm. 

Just then there came a knock at the door. He opened it to find a [url=https://i.imgur.com/I1AKJ2x.png]maid[/url] on the other side, with a tray of breads, cheeses, fruits and various pastries. The Cadet's eyes were wide and his stomach growled something obscene. His gaze moved to the woman's amused face, his unspoken question easy to see.

"Complimentary room service," she said. Before she had the chance to say anything else the monster hunter lifted the tray from her hand, set it on a table, and happily dug into it. The spread was nice - not nearly enough to sate his appetite, but nice. The maid hadn't left yet, in fact she'd fished something from her apron pocket and patiently waited the minute it took for the Ace Cadet to consume everything on the platter. When he was finished he blinked at her curiously, and she handed him the item. It was a letter.

"Someone came by with instructions to give these to [i]'the Seekers of Light'[/i] that returned from the sea last night," she explained. 

[color=salmon]"Oh, thanks!"[/color] The Cadet opened the envelope and read the contents inside. [i]Show of appreciation... invitation... sea-side estate... party... catering, lunch, bar, dinner?![/i] Well with an offer like that, how could he refuse? If everyone else had gotten these letter too, some were probably already there! A grin found it's way onto his face and he looked up at the maid. [color=salmon]"Would you happen to know the way to southern shoreline district?"[/color]

She gave him a thorough rundown of the path leading out of Limsa and to the resort areas, where further he might find the illustrious street fighter's abode. With that information in mind the Cadet was geared up and ready to go.

[color=salmon]"Thanks again, miss. Guess I'll be heading out now. Might want to burn those sheets,"[/color] he told the lady, who responded with a look of surprise and revulsion. [color=salmon]"Not because of - no, see, I was kind of all covered in sand and blood and stuff when I went to bed - h-hey don't look at me like that! It's - ah never mind I'll just, I'll take care of it for you!"[/color] Eager to get out of the small hole he'd dug with his words the Cadet whisked the sheets off of the bed and crumpled them into a ball under his arm. He dashed out of the door the an apologetic smile aimed at the maid and made his way out of the Drowning Wench and into the city proper. [hr]The Ace Cadet found his way to the beach, having disposed of the bed sheets somewhere along the way. As he expected there were already some of his friends enjoying the beach or in line for food. He did not hesitate to join them with plate in hand.

[color=salmon]"Hey, good to [i]sea[/i] you guys this morning - or uh, afternoon,"[/color], he greeted them all, aiming a wink at Ms. Fortune. It was then he noted her new look, as well as the other new looks among the Seekers. Some spirit fusions, and some wardrobe changes. He glanced down at himself. [color=salmon]"Guess I'm overdressed for the beach, huh?"[/color] Yeah he probably should have made a stop somewhere first, but it wasn't like the city was that far away. Seeing everyone here now made yesterday seem like some awful nightmare, which was all the more reason to enjoy this respite. Courtesy of their host, who the Cadet turned his smile toward.

[color=salmon]"What he said,"[/color] the Cadet commented after Link's introduction. [color=salmon]"Nice to meet you!"[/color] This lady looked the picture of wealth, even with her toned body. Between Karin and Peach, it was pretty great that they kept making friends with nice rich people.