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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

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Congrats to Kathi for passing her driving test! And good luck Kei with your night class and to Fox for starting your new semester. :)

Rex, (love your music link <3) I loved your set up and I've loved everyone's followup posts! So much goodness. c| Can anyone tell I'm having fun writing Eric? hehehehehe

I hope everyone has an amazing day! And have an awesome song! 8D

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Morris: Outskirts

“I’m not a Guilder, I’m just a simple uncle, that’s all, and… I… wow, she’s pretty energetic and loud, huh? Nothing like my niece…” Eric said, scratching his chin and slurping up the rest of his milk float as he was dragged forwards towards the circus by Trixie’s iron grip, before being released and assaulted with a battery of questions that made Eric’s head spin. He wish he had another milk float. They were tasty.

But he decided to finally play along and answer the little girl’s questions. Even if her mannerisms were nothing like his niece’s, he had a soft spot for young children like this, and could easily imagine Trixie playing with her. Meeting up with Guilders like this and getting their help was also what he had been after in the first place, so if he could help them help him get his little niece back, then superb!

“Ah, my niece is so precious! She’s so small, super small! About your height, maybe a little smaller. She has the silkiest black hair and the cutest button nose and buck teeth you’ll ever see! She’s wearing a black and white dress, and in her hair she has this cute red ribbon I bought her for her birthday last year and has an even bigger one tied to the back of her waist too! She’s so adorable!” Eric smiled as he reminisced about his missing niece, before his thoughts went sour and his face contorted into a terrible straining grimace, as if he was about to repeat what he had done earlier in the Guild. But the strain wasn’t caught by irritable bowels, more so the painful memories of her disappearance.

“Now, I, er… didn’t say she was kidnapped. I don’t know if she was or wasn’t… gosh I hope she wasn’t… my brother’s going to kill me…” Eric sighed and looked incredibly depressed. “I took her to the circus last night, and we were having a whale of a time and lots of fun and lots of laughter! The circus was really, really amazing, and their shows were incredible, with the magicians and the acrobats and the beast tamers and human cannonballs and all… and the food was super delicious and all the attractions were super amazing! You should definitely try their tasty octopus fritters, I bought so many I could have died and gone to octopus fritter heaven! And their merry go rounds and ferris wheel were cool too, and the animals were also really lively and the ringmaster was something else and-”

“Mr. Coil, sir, please…” Estelle sighed as she soothed her temples, walking beside the rest of her friends. “Can we focus on how your niece became missing?”

“Oh. Well. Yes. It was closing time at the circus, and we were going home. I was talking and laughing so much and so hard because it was just so much fun and… well… I kind of got carried away and distracted. And then, ten minutes after I’d left the circus I noticed my niece had… disappeared. And I couldn’t find her anyway… I’M SO DEPRESSED!”

Eric suddenly span and collapsed to his knees, clutching Estelle’s legs and sobbing as he looked up at the redhead. “Please, miss! Please! You have to help me! She’s so small and young and… and… she has some difficulties, too, so… so she’s going to be so alone and so scared and we have to find her! We just… we have to!!”

“I… ah… calm down, Eric,” Estelle patted the man’s shoulder, smiling down in the way she knew Marcus would to help calm and alleviate her fears. “We’ll find her, no matter what. On behalf of everyone here, I promise.”

“OH THANK YOU!” Eric leapt to his feet and wrapped his arms around Estelle, crushing her in a massive, beary embrace, before smiling and walking even faster towards the circus, his hand holding Estelle’s and swishing it back and forth with great enthusiasm.

As they carried on, the conversation soon turned to one of weapons, and what to do considering their predicament of being Guilders. Aria suggested her ability to cast illusions as something that might help them, as Moira stroppily refused to budge in her decision not to part from her weapons. Syed pondered whether mentioning they were simply travelling Guilders might help, but Eric had to cut in and intercede on the conversation with a stern shake of his head.

“Um, weapons are a bad idea. No weapons, whatsoever. You won’t be admitted into the Circus at all if they even catch a whiff of you being a Guilder. I saw it happen yesterday to one passing Guilder. The girl at the gate entrance refused to allow him to enter, and even when he tried to walk through, it was like… poof! Into a portal and straight back out. Doesn’t matter what you try to say or do to convince otherwise… you can’t be ‘Guilders’.”

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Morris: Outskirts

The tranquil sounds of birds chirping, and the pleasant midday sun hanging overhead gave way to another peaceful day in the serene town of Morris. A peaceful day that was once again shattered by the Pride’s travels for the second time that day. Case in point…

"Who dat smelly guy? He's been following us for like the last ten minutes."

"What?! Oi! Why you stalkin' us?! What do you want?"

"Are you lost? Because I'm not sure if we're the best people to ask, we're not from around here."

“Are you going to the Phillis circus? Uh, if you are, I bet it’s there around that corner! If you keep walking, that is,”

"If you are going to the circus I guess you could come with us? Since we're heading over anyways, it shouldn't be problem, I think."

"Yes, we're headed there as well. It shouldn't be too far away now."

The Pride all stopped in surprise and confusion as they realised the strange man they had seen at the Guild, first emerging from the Guild’s toilet facilities and then claiming a seat at the bar to absentmindedly slurp on a milk float had been walking behind them, all the whilst slurping his milk float, and then stopped as soon as they did to confront him. Both parties stood stock still, looking towards the other, the Pride being friendly enough to try and accommodate whoever it was the stranger was and what he wanted, whilst the man, with his scruffy haircut and fuzzy chin, crinkled suit and creased shirt looked back… and said nothing.

A minute passed… and not a single word was said. The birds chirped through the air yet again. The man continued to stare at the Pride.

“What’s… up with this guy…?” Estelle whispered to her friends. Lucien shrugged.

The Pride kept staring… and the man stared back.

Moira’s eyes tensed as she affixed a powerful glare at the man, trying to feel him out. She was experienced enough to know that something like this… someone staring at them this long and this intensely… normally led to trouble. Her and the rest of the Pride’s bodies grew more tense, perspiration dripping down their bodies. A horrible thought flashed through some of the Pride’s minds… maybe this guy… had something to do with the missing people…?

The Pride stared.

The man stared back.

The Pride stared.

The man kept staring back.

The Pride stare-

The man slurped his milk float.

“SAY SOMETHING YOU ASSHOLE!” Moira shouted.

The man stopped his slurping, and looked up at Moira, his gaze colder and more steeled then before. The middle aged woman’s face twisted into an angry glare. “IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR A FIGHT THEN WE’LL BRING IT!”

Another cold, suspense filled silence. The man, with his straw raised to his lips, didn’t slurp his drink. Instead he looked to the Pride, his own stare colder and harder. Seconds passed, before finally, the man spoke.

“Don’t. Or someone will die.”

The Pride instinctively reached for the grips of their weapons.

A smirk affixed Moira’s lips. A fight, eh?

“And who would that be?” She asked.

“Me.” The man replied.

“YOU?!” Moira shouted back, almost falling over.

“You freakin’…!” The berserker started to grow angry, but she was held back by a hand patting her on the shoulder, trying to reel the angry woman back from starting a needless fight.

“Hey. Don’t get pissed off, Moira,” Syed tried to cool her down, as Moira grunted under her lips.

“Playing with me…”

Lute stepped in front of the pair, hoping to play out the rest of this interaction peacefully and with diplomacy as Syed held the team's berserker back. He coughed and composed himself, smiling towards the strange man in front of them.

“Hey, er, Mister…” Lute began. “If you don’t mind me asking, who are you…?”

The stranger’s eyes widened with sharpness, and he glared back at the Pride. Another tense and suspenseful mood surrounded the group, as they awaited the peculiar man’s answer… after his cold and uneasy glare… a cold bead of perspiration slid down the back of Lute’s neck.

And then finally…!

“If you want something from someone, it’s proper manners to introduce yourself first.”

Lute took a step back and blinked, and his lips quivered into a half smile upon realising that indeed… they hadn’t introduced themselves. It would be polite to help do that first, and would probably help to make this man feel less tense, correct? Even if he had been the one following them…

“Y-yeah, you’re right… my mistake. My name’s Lu-”

“My name’s Eric Coil,” The stranger interrupted over Lute. “I’m 35 years old, Gemini, Blood Type AB…”

“CAN I KILL HIM?!” Lute raged.



“What… what do you want?” Estelle asked with a frown, as Aria helped try to control Lute the same way Syed did for Moira. “Why are you following us…?”

“Can I come with you?” Eric asked in reply. “My niece kinda went missing, and I’m looking for her...”

He slurped his milk float again.

... I'm Not Even Gonna Try To Write Something Funny Here

I'm sure your Mom would be happy to hear you call her scary :P

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Gosh darn it Fox now I'm hungry ;A; Really hungry ;A; I wanna eat all of those super badly right now! ;A;

Good luck with classes tomorrow! :)

And good luck with all your classes too, Kei! Your anger at Eric and his name sounding like a villain is actually pretty funny, considering the rp the character originally originated from he was actually... a villian! >8D Will he serve the same role in Tales, or will he be a bit different? Ehueheheheuehehe...

Kathi good luck with your flight to America in a few days! I hope the transition and move is all super smooth. Stoked for college, I hope?

Buns, Rex, good luck with work today! <3

... I'm Not Even Gonna Try To Write Something Funny Here

We're only nice until you get to know us. We're super nice >8D

And one day you too will be super wrinkly!

... I'm Not Even Gonna Try To Write Something Funny Here

You're just jealous of all my wrinkles! :)

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Morris: Guild

“Waaaa, Ari, nooo, let me goooo!” Estelle whined after the illusionist managed to come inbetween her and Amy, to break apart the swordswoman’s grip on the cleric’s arm and pull her away, her feet dragging along the floor. Aria was surprised by just how much strength Estelle ended up demonstrating as she did, but it quickly waned and dissipated into nothing after Aria began to lecture Estelle on how it might be a good idea for Amy and Marcus not to join them, in order to investigate outside of the circus. Estelle didn’t like it at first, but she could, begrudgingly, see the wisdom in the idea, and finally gave up.

“Fiiiine,” Estelle folded her arms across her chest and swished her head to the side in a remarkably immature fashion. “I guess it’s a good thing we still have a couple of those communicators from Aliquam. If something happens at the circus or with you guys, we can get in contact easily enough.”

“Just so long as you don’t break them again, Estelle,” Marcus laughed, to a reddening Estelle. “H-hey! I’m not gonna touch it this time! Hmph!”

Estelle sighed, finally calming herself down, as she watched Lute and Lucien try to do the same for Trixie. Upon seeing their efforts, she couldn’t resist to do the same too, and walked over to Trixie and patted her on the shoulder. “Yeah, it’ll be fine, Trixie! Like Marcus and Aria have said, we can cover more ground this way! …so long as they’re not sitting in the Guild all day.” She flashed a serious glare towards Marcus, who sighed and shook his head.

“Anyway… I think it’s about time we should go, right?”

The man at the bar continued to silently watch the Pride, his mouth occassionally slurping his milk float through his straw.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Three dorkigos

This team is going to hell without Don, huh

Awesome art, Buns c:

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Aww c'mon, it'll be fun! ^o^