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7 yrs ago
Ah nostalgia...my old friend. Listening to the old pokemon soundtracks is just so relaxing
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7 yrs ago
Ah good old Tears to Tiara II. Only took three or four hours to play the first chapter XD Only another billion to go XD Thankfully that was only because most it was story, onto the gameplay! XD
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I hate my roommate and his cat right now
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Bloody laptop
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Bloody hell Date a live might've been a horrendous adaption of the light novels, but f*ck it's got a fantastic soundtrack
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Currently looking for Fairy Fencer F (FFF for short I suppose XD) Roleplay actually

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Once more the victim of Zens hair ruffling, the girl blew the loose strands back out of her face as he motioned for her to follow after him. "Hmm, sure." With a bit more prep and energy about her than usual, she jumped off the stool and scurried after Zen as the duo made their way out of the guildhall. Walking beside Zen, letting him lead the way seeing as he knew the way to the gardens, Akemi was almost immediately distracted by the first series of booths being set up along the streets of the capital. Though the vendors seemed a bit more intent chatting amongst themselves than actually setting up their stalls, it didn't stop Akemi from gawking as they passed.

It wasn't long after that the scent of spices, cooked meat, and bakery goods along with various sweets began to fill the air around them, mixing together to create a rather delectable cocktail of aroma, causing her stomach to growl rather audibly. Upon recall now, Akemi couldn't remember when she had last eaten that day. She had finished the nutritional smoothie she had made before leaving the guildhall, and she remembered breakfast...but was that it?

One particular, very familiar scent caught the girl's attention, finding herself drawn towards it. This scent reminded Akemi of her grandmother, who had tried to teach the sickly to cook, albeit with...interesting results. This was the first thing her grandmother had tried to teach her. Dumplings, a mixture of both sweet, meat-filled, and other various fillings. While she recognized most of them, it was the dango that seemed to catch her attention.

"Can I?" Grabbing at Zen's sleeve, the girl looked like a child asking their guardian for permission. While it honestly wasn't far off from the truth, as the girl had always had something of a strict diet in watching what she ate and keeping a proper nutritional balance for obvious reasons, it was still an amusing sight for any passersby.



"Ah it is alright Mr. Isanami, it was a bit for you to take in and process I'm sure...it's not exactly the easiest thing, explaining what seems second nature to an outsider, or for said outsider to immediately grasp the meanings." Her words were followed by a simple, graceful shrug of her shoulders. Politics and such relations were actually a strength of Alina, how to decipher their meanings as well as twist individuals to her whims a key part of her upbringing. "But yes, that is certainly one part of the festival. A carrot on a string to keep the people motivated and onside, and how best to do so, are key to a ruler's reign."

Throughout their entire interaction, not one act or gesture had been genuine. Each one a calculated and in some cases, preordained response to the many scenarios she had foreseen in her mind and practiced countless times accordingly. Though this time, the shock that caused her smile to freeze for a split second, the involuntarily twitch of her left hand as her mind seemed to grind to a stop before them, all without breaking her stride though? That was as genuine as it got.

Had she been too focused on outside forces and her own scenarios to notice she had messed up her tone? No, no that can't be it. There was no way she would never make such an amateurish mistake surely! Looking away from Menzai, as if more interested in what a cloud to her left looked like though she was instead trying to recompose herself. She had let her guard slip on her facade, but she wasn't going to let this fluster her and after a planned, delayed response, she finally turned back to Menzai with another sigh.

"I guess you've caught me Mr. Isanami. You're quite perceptive." The girl shrugged, bringing her hands up as she did. "In all honesty, I cannot relate to how these people feel about this festival because of a difference in upbringing." The best lies were always mixed with a bit of truth, after all, so her sheepish admittance was probably her best response to give here. She would have to be more careful around the beastkin, he was far more perceptive than she had thought in picking up something she hadn't even realized she had let slip.

"My parents were merchants so festivals were always more work for us funnily enough. Not that I'm saying my life was any harder than any of these peoples, just me musing a bit on the irony of the situation. But also as such, I never really had to work hard enough to really deserve a break so never really felt the need for one, for I could get one whenever I wanted almost. It's why I became a guild wizard, in all honesty, I wanted to give back to society and a, well, break from the mundane life of a merchant." Reciting her scripted backstory, albeit a lot sooner than she had expected without being asked outright about it, it was once more a mixture of truth and flat out lies. It would also go to explain her polite manner, immaculate appearance, and just overall character.

"But that's enough about me Mr Isanami!" Clasping her hands together, her beaming, cheerful smile returned once more as she seemed eager to drop the conversation or change it at least. "Do tell me about yourself. I personally think you must have some fascinating stories to tell or at least something to be learned. As you are curious about human society and our ways, I am also curious about your own people's culture and the like...although I'll settle just for knowing a little bit more about yourself if you're not feeling too keen on talking about potential clan secrets with an outsider."

"I..guess so? I just thought that Ria seemed tired so a break might've been good for her." Akemi didn't really know the older girl all too well, but ever since the mission at Era Ria seemed a little....different? Off? Akemi had put it down to exhaustion, she had taken quite the beating from the Thunder Palace after all. Ria even said she was still suffering some lingering effects, so the girl hadn't given it much thought since. But even so, Akemi knew first hand that Ria ran around a lot doing things for others, so that must be tiring...or at least just the thought of it was tiring for the sickly girl.

The mention of the gardens being open caught her attention, snapping her out of her mini train of thought, sitting up a little straighter on her stool. She had seen photos and cards of the Royal Palace gardens. Since she had her movement outside greatly restricted back home, for some reasons outside hers or others control and other reasons less so, so spent a lot of time with her grandmother gardening. Plants always fascinated the girl, though she was often scolded for picking the flowers. They were just so pretty that she couldn't help herself, yet so fragile at the same time...

"The gardens sound nice...are they as pretty as the pictures make them out to be? Or as large? Maybe we could try a few games on the way there?" The options were endless really, and honestly making any form of concrete plan with Akemi was useless. She would just get distracted and go off course. "Hmm I wonder what kind of food there is as well...



"It was just a harmless little joke Mr Isanami, no need to be so serious as I meant no harm. Although I'm sure there are such paranoid individuals, not everyone so easily believes in such a common trope in stories." Covering her mouth to suppress her barely hidden laughter at his reaction to her hood comment, she would be more than glad to satisfy whatever questions he may ask along the way. Well, to what she could answer anyway. A little chatter to help break the ice, and his reactions and comments to her answers would also help her gleam insight into his own mindset and culture. And they had a fair way to travel, and thus a long time to chat and learn from one another.

"Mr Isanami." At his question of the royal family, Alina actually let out a sigh. "I'm sure you've noticed by now...but humans need little reason to celebrate. While I'm sure there are many who are genuinely excited for the prince, there are probably just as many or more who simply use this as an excuse to unwind, relax and catch up with friends and family. An excuse to drink, eat and party? I believe you'll find the common folk, even the rich, royals and nobles, are more than eager to accept. Though they're not exactly the most common, I wouldn't say they're uncommon, which is another reason why the people are excited." Analysing the faces of those they passed, she paid basically no one any heed thereafter as she seemed to take in the countryside around them.

"These celebrations also are used to satisfy the masses, not that anyone is particularly unhappy with the current rulers or anything. But it does help keep relations good, for any ruler should know a good rapport with the public is key to a good ruler. Though I personally cannot say I've met the King or Queen and thus cannot really judge their character, but from my experience they seem to treat us citizens right...for the most part at least." Despite her gentle tone, and seemingly eager nature to give a detailed answer to Menzai....honestly Alina didn't care at all. Not about the festival, not about the Royals, and especially not about the filthy peasants they passed. The only reason she bothered even sparing some of them glances as they passed was to assess if they seemed useful or perhaps may be a threat lurking to strike.

Though she had yet to see anyone who fell into either category, she knew that lowering her guard for even a moment could spell her doom in numerous forms. Her mind always a constant hive of activity, whether it be analysing new information or simply just her own thoughts.

"No ruler is perfect after all, so I'm sure they've made a mistake here and there. It's a flaw that makes humans, well, humans."

While Akemi wasn't exactly absolutely clueless, she was however completely oblivious to the animosity that radiated off of Zen until Kaden's departure, passing her mug to whoever may be working the bar at the time with a brief, courteous nod of her head as she listened to Zen's quick rundown of the festival. Which was it effectively being a week-long birthday celebration for a Prince of Fiore, which made a bit more sense that it didn't really pop to mind to Akemi. While she wasn't exactly the most well versed in holidays, festivals and the like, seeing as she got to go outside so few times, she also couldn't remember any important ones that would last a week happening around this time.

Mulling over a few thoughts that drifted in and out of her mind for a moment, she turned back to Zen.

"I guess that's the capital for you huh?" It seemed completely outlandish and over the top to the girl. I mean, who needed a week-long birthday party? But suppose nobles were always known for overblown parties and the like, so why would the royalty be any different? Especially so since they were in Crocus. Though, honestly, none of that really mattered to Akemi. When was the last time she had gone to a festival anyway? "Anything of note then? Or just the usual food, stalls, and stuff? Like, is there a ball? A competition? A ball would be nice...although I think I passed out the last time I danced. So maybe some games would be safer?" Her almost monotone voice contrasted greatly with the more exciting ramblings that flowed forth like a broken dam wall. Hell, was she even talking to Zen or just voicing thoughts out loud? "Maybe we should invite Kaden, he seems nice I guess? Hmm or maybe Ria if she isn't busy?"


A frown began to settle on Alina's face as Torys took her time reading over the parchment. Surely a simple mission as this didn't require more than the two of them, right? But it all seemed for show once that trademark, smug grin broke out on Tory's face. Ah, but of course, their guild master didn't just look youthful...she acted like a kid as well. That was the most likely possibility that had crossed Alina's mind, but being correct didn't exactly make her feel any better. "Then why didn't you just say so silly?" Letting out a sigh, she took the paper back and allowed her smile to return. "Thank you Torys, duly noted." Even though her smile was as fake as the guild was unorthodox, the fact she had tucked the information away was most certainly not. In fact, the transport part was vitally important to know. She was already mentally running through a checklist of contacts she had made since entering Crocus as she and the guild master parted ways.

While she hadn't exactly devoted a lot of time into making all the contacts she might usually, due to a mixture of reasons not least observing the guild, she could think of a few potentially useful contacts in terms of being able to procure transportation. Though the likelihood of getting said transportation was slim without a convincing argument or proper, or more likely over, compensation for hiring. By the time she had returned to where she was meeting Menzai, she was already beginning to map out a rough plan on what to do. But for now, it would probably be best to consult her teammate on the matter. There was also still the option of just going through a hiring company after all, or maybe much like she had seen him carry those books before, he could simply transport the flowers with his magic? She couldn't rely on that as a method though, as she was unaware of his limitations or strength. Simply put, she didn't have enough data to make a conclusive plan and she was hating it right now.

Trying to hide her irritation behind a kind and gentle smile as Menzai came over a few minutes later, she nodded knowingly. "Ah of course...I suppose even with how widely magic is accepted and known, someone like yourself still stands out huh?" An awkward laugh escaped the girl. Plus, even for something as small as this, just having him owe her another small favor in return could prove immensely helpful at a later date, or if nothing else, simply broke the ice a little more. Though as he talked about his more canine features, her eyes did flutter up to his ears just before the hood covered them. "You're not actually a wanted criminal, are you? People might think you are if you just walk around with your hood up." Chuckling into her hand, she would follow after him while also giving him the brief rundown that Torys had given her.

"....." Akemi looked over her shoulder and watched, much like Kaden, as Tone put on an Oscar-winning performance before running off. Tilting her head slightly, she turned back to look at Kaden with the same unchanging look. "what was-" Halfway through asking Kaden about Tone, Zen's hand found itself on her head and began ruffling her already somewhat messed up silver hair.

"Hey Z." Blowing some hair from her face, she looked up at the older man with the mug resting against her lips. If the girl had even a single lick of social skills, she might've picked up on the tension in the air between the two S-Class mages, but sadly Akemi completely lacked in this department so instead remained blissfully ignorant of the situation.

"Festival?" Blinking, she gave her 'brother' a blank look. She had no idea what he was talking about. She had been sick for much of the week, so she hadn't really been out at all except for food. So news of this festival was new to the girl. She took a moment to think it over, before nodding. "Sure, it sounds like fun." Though her tone and expression didn't change, just the way she sat up a bit straighter was enough of an indicator to see that she was happy at the suggestion. It had been, what, a year since they had last properly seen each other or hung out?

When Kaden spoke up, Akemi's gaze returned to him, almost as if she had forgotten he was even there. While that may or may not be the truth was beside the point. "If it's not too much a hassle, I don't see why not?" Phrasing it more as a question rather than a definitive answer, the younger girl nodded towards Kaden. She had never been to Crocus before her uh 'departure' from home and subsequent joining of the guild, so it wouldn't hurt to let him show her around. Once again, she was blissfully unaware of the fact he was only saying this to prod Zen so was confused when he was quick to change his mind and leave.

"I guess another time?" She asked as he left, shrugging softly before turning back to Zen. "So what's this festival about?" She lifted her mug to take another sip, before pausing and lowering it, looking down at the now-empty drinking utensil in her hand. Huh, she must've finished it while Zen and Kaden were talking. "And when is it?"

"Barrier Magic? Intriguing." The smile on her face widened as Menzai informed her of his magic. Barrier Magic certainly had many uses, both in and out of combat. She briefly wondered if her magic was capable of copying his kind, but much like the information she had gained thus far, she shelved the thought for later, her fingers finding themselves once more tapping against her chin as she appeared to be thinking deeply over the decision of which quest to take. In all honesty, she had already decided upon reaching the board. It was too good an opportunity to miss out on. "I thought that the Blacken Oak inn would be the easier of the tasks, and that you may have been more interested in it to see how non-mage humans go about their lives, but in all honestly I'm not against either task." With the matter pretty much settled, Alina reached up to the board to take down the poster, rolling up the paper in her hands before turning her crimson gaze back towards Menzai.

"Ah, of course, that won't be a problem...umm do I call you Mr. Isanami, Menzai, or did you have another title you preferred being called? You're more than welcome to call me Alina by the way." While he would go put his books away and get whatever he needed, she could go see Torys and get the ok to do the quest with Menzai, or if for whatever reason Torys denied on lack of team members then it would give her a chance to maybe recruit someone else. But surely a straight-forward quest like this wouldn't require a sizeable team, but Alina had already learned the hard way that even the most simple things are more complex than they may appear. While you take your books back to your room, I'll go and get the mission approved by Torys. I'll meet you by the front door in say twenty minutes?" Tucking the rolled-up quest sheet into her pocket, after bidding a temporary farewell to her fellow guildmate, she would take her leave and head...the like three steps it would take to talk to Torys apparently since she was near the board anyway. Huh, neat.

Now Torys was an engima that Alina wasn't quite sure how to act around. While she was quick to adapt and even change her behaviours to suit the situation at hand, something about the guild master was just...off entirely. Like she could see straight through the younger girls facade no matter what Alina tried, so it was best to just try and stay polite and keep the interaction to a minimum. "Excuse me Torys, myself and Menzai would like to take this quest please." Unrolling the paper, she handed it to the youthful-looking guild master in the case she wanted to read it over.
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"Not in the slightest. It's absolutely revolting." Seemingly oblivious to his look, and the drink in her hands taste and smell, she took another sip despite what she said as Kaden returned the handshake. Though unlike Kadens presumably strong, firm grip hers was far softer and more delicate, flimsy even. Perhaps it was to be expected from a girl of her stature, more akin to a going through the motions rather than a proper greeting. "Hmm? Really? Zen didn't mention anything of that sort. He didn't really explain it." Looking at her drink thoughtfully for a moment as she brought her hand back, she reached into her pocket and popped something into her drink, before grabbing a spoon off to the side to stir it again.

"Zen is hardly overprotective." Akemi sighed, bringing the drink once more to her lips and taking a prolonged sip. "Zen actually snuck me out every now and then, would spar with me or sneak me things in. Much to fathers annoyance." She actually made a face at the mention of her father, or maybe it was the drink? Who knew honestly. Going silent as she stirred her drink again, staring deep into the murky drink she pondered many a thing. Like how to actually make this stuff taste good.

"Did you want any?" Akemi asked, lifting the mug up in Kaden's direction. The drink coming closer no doubt just made the stench even worse as the girl blankly looked at him. As if remembering something, she brought her hand back, almost apologetically. "Oh right, I'm not meant to share this. Sorry."



Unaware of the discomfort that Akemi's drink was causing Menzai, due to her not sharing the beastkins enhanced senses nor being close enough to smell the foul liquid. Or if she was aware of it, she didn't show it as she studied the beastkin intently. Her crimson orbs glistening as he spoke, taking note of his clawed hands and withdrawing her own hand. "Oh no offense taken. I'm the one that should be apologizing for being so inconsiderate!" With a flourish, she brought her hand to rest on her chest as she returned Menzai's bow, her smile unfaltering all the while. While the beastkin spoke, she was already sorting through his words, analysing them for any meaningful information before stowing them away for later consideration. Already she had learned he was seemingly unaware of humans behaviours for the most part in general, that he shared the same mixture of bemusement and curiosity she felt towards the guild and the perculiur people within, and now his name. Also the fact that he seemed...disgusted in something. That most certainly piqued her interest, but she decided to not bring up the topic for now.

"Menzai Isanami?" She repeated as if to confirm what she had heard. Mostly it was to help her remember it as she was already repeating it several times over in her head. "An interesting name, fitting for an intriguing individual such as yourself." Her crimson gaze flitted over to Ria as she came over, her inquisitive gaze betrayed by a glint of annoyance at the water mage, placing some books by Menzai much to the delight of the beastkin it would seem. Interesting indeed, yet another piece of information gleamed from this interaction.

"Ah thank you Ria, it seems like Menzai here will enjoy them rather greatly. As he should, they're quite well written and informative." She had actually read these books before, oh how many years ago had it been? Ten? No, nine. It was nine years ago. She still remember the scolding she got after she had stolen them from the guild library, only receiving the lecture because she had made the mistake of leaving too many clues behind at the scene and getting caught. But they were indeed fascinating reads nonetheless.

The smile that graced her features faltered for just a moment as she looked back on the memory, her eyes clouding over before she seemed to catch herself and turned her attention back to Menzai as he proposed they looked at the quest board and realized he was looking at the redhead. "Oh sorry, do forgive my rudeness. Was just thinking about doing the same actually. Always a good experience, even more so with a companion or friend along the way to share in the fun right?" In one swift movement, the girl smoothly stepped up from her seat and was already patting out the creases in her skirt. Upon reaching the board, her immaculately kept fingers tapped her chin thoughtfully as she carefully pored over each quest on the board. Of the notable ones, she narrowed them down even further to two.

"Hmm these two seem interesting enough. The Special Deliverly and the Blacken Oak assistance." Tapping the board where the two quests in question laid to highlight them to her newfound companion, she half-turned to look at Menzai over her shoulder. "Unless you have another one in mind? I should warn you however that my magic is hardly suited to combat so I did also choose that quests with that in mind, however, I am now realizing I don't even know what magic it is you use Menzai. So apologies for not thinking of that ahead of time. If you think there's a quest more suiting you, you can pick it out if you wish."
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