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9 yrs ago
Current Having shitty internet so my being online may be spotty at times especially during the weekdays.
11 yrs ago
White Rose Fic of the day: fanfiction.net/s/9906045/1/I..
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11 yrs ago
A great White Rose story that is in progress: fanfiction.net/s/11157764/1/..
11 yrs ago
White Rose Silliness: fanfiction.net/s/9882252/1/W..
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White Rose Awesomness: fanfiction.net/s/10916949/1/..

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Roll a die. 1/2 is dragoon, 3/4 is summoner, and 5/6 is Time Mage.
I'll be sure to take that into account if I ever start playing mmo's again... But something tells me you both have had more people who don't know how to get out of the fire versus those who know what they're doing.


Always. That's always the case.
Rieally depends oh how good the team is. It can range from just sitting there watching the action and keeping people alive to pure hell.
Healers hate morons who take more damage than necessary.
@Ogobrogo Would a half-race be okay? Specifically thinking half eldian
I've been busy for the past couple days should have my Sword Saint up pretty tomorrow.
Very nice job here
So I'm fairly interested. I would also love to make a character out of a (mostly) forgotten class: Sword Saint

... Though obviously not as ridiculously powerful as the one in game is ^^;
Sayuri looks at the man with an eyebrow raised. He was clearly more knowledgeable then the average blueblood as his reaction told her he actually knew what she was. After a second he obviously notices that she's on guard and apologizes. She shrugs, “Don't worry about it. You know what I am so that earns you a few points in my book. Besides I'm not on guard cause of you,” as she passes Basil to follow after the guard she hears that he'd wanted to go to the 101st floor. Considering the kind of hotel this was the top floor was probably a restaurant or something similar requiring reservations it would be odd for someone not taking the exam to not know it was reserved. Also this hotel specifically she remembers another hotel had a better view when she was here last. Pausing she slips her pass into his pocket, “Wish there was a way I could help you up there but nope I just got the invite,” she says the next part under her breath so only he could hear it, “I want this back when you get up there whether you use it to get up there or not.”

She continues on walking quickly and hopping into the elevator the guard opened for her and the guy with the giant pain brush. She observes the man out of the corner of her eye taking in the details of her potential future opponent. She would need to be wary of the brush but more importantly she would need to keep an eye on the jars. No telling what or how dangerous whatever is in there is. When she reached the top a pair of guards came and did a body search. She handed over her swords and phone easily though not without a direct threat to the guard holding them she would hunt him down if anything happened to them. She had a badge labeled 194 attached to the back of her dress before she was lead into a large four layered restaurant. She whistled impressed by the quality of the place and she wasn't easily impressed considering she'd worked for a noble, “Nice. The Hunters Association really goes all out on this don't they... Well might as well take advantage of it and get a drink while I wait. Wonder if they're free.”

As she makes a beeline for the bar she notices a tall woman talking to a bartender. She didn't even need to look at her back to tell she was the examiner. The presence she gave off was completely different from all the other people in the room. She'd met a couple Hunters before and they'd had a similar presence though not one quite so intense. Sitting relatively close to the pair she looks up and examines the wall. A smile twitches at her lips when she sees one of her personal favorite drinks up there. She signals the bartender and points to a bottle labeled Dragon's Bite, “I'll take a glass of Dragon's Bite on the rocks please,” once she has her drink she turns in the stool to look at the rest of the people gauging the level of competition. There were several people she could pick out right away who would be fierce competition. She could also pick out a few who were never going to make it far without a lot of luck. She was excited, 'Heh, looks like I'm going to get my challenge here after all. The question is should I try to knock out some competition first... she looks at the examiner out of the corner of her eye for a couple seconds before looking back to the elevators waiting to see when Basil makes it up, “Hmm... I wonder how many'll make it to the next round...”
Sayuri sighs as watches the blur of the city pass from the back of her navigator's, who's name was Haruna Maeda, motorcycle. Due to the speeds they were traveling she was forced to hold onto her waist tightly in order not to be thrown off. She'd much rather be sitting up but she wanted to be there asap and this was how to do it. Due to their proximity Haruna was able to feel the sigh and perked up slightly, "What's up with you? You passed the test with flying colors you should be glad not giving displeased sighs. Or am I going too fast for you?" she was yelling over the wind in their ears.

Sayuri shook her head in response knowing she would be able feel the reaction, "Nope the speed is fine. As for the test... There wasn't anything wrong with it. It was really good actually. Most people would have had problems. I'm just annoyed cause I was hoping for a challenge with the Hunter Exam and the first test played exactly into my strengths. I'm sure the actual exam will be much harder but still I'm annoyed. Just me being picky is all."

"Dang you have some strong luck if that played to your strengths. Catching my sister is no small feat you know. Especially when your in our home," she slows down as they reach a grand looking building, "Whelp where's your destination the Grand Hotel Mohad. I'm gonna be honest... I've never liked the place much. This whole part of town really. The people here just put me off. And here we are your final stop on the Haruna Line," with that last like they pull up by the front entrance and park the bike. Sayuri hops off gracefully pulling off the helmet and quickly running a hand through her ponytail straightening it. Turning she hands the helmet Haruna with a quick thanks and turns back to walk in but Haruna puts a hand on her shoulder stopping her, "Hold up a sec Sayuri... I got something for ya..."

"If it's your number sorry but I'm not interested in a girlfriend at the moment. Not that you aren't pretty but no current interest," Turning back she watches as Haruna puts the helmet she was using in the bikes storage and pulls out a card before handing it to her without even getting off her bike. Sayuri takes it and looks it over, "What's this some kinda hotel card?"

"It's a VIP pass. Each Navigator was given one to give to someone they thought was special. I'm gonna give it to you cause I don't think anyone else is gonna do better than you if anyone else shows up at all. It'll give you access to the floor you want. Just make sure you pass. If you don't at least make sure you survive so you can visit us again. My sister likes you so... ya... Good like with the exam," with that she revs the bike back up and pulls out.

Sayuri waves before turning back on her heel and walking into the building ignoring the guards. She makes her way to the main reception desk pointed ignoring the interior design with utter disgust at the vain show of wealth the entire place was, 'Just like home sweet home this place has impeccable taste in architecture. Bleh I wanna kill every last one of them,' when she makes it close to the reception she hears someone cry out "One Million?" Looking she sees a blonde woman, no man, at the counter. Walking up she smirks, “What's the matter blueblood? Shouldn't one million be a chump change to you?” she holds the card up to the receptionist ready to snatch it away from someone grabbing at it, “What do I do with this by the way?”
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