Word Count: 517 (+1 exp)Level: 6 - Total EXP: 28/60
Location: Edge of the Blue: Limsa LominscuttleThe Cadet wasn't sure if his suggestion would work. Sometimes when men retired they still longed for the life they used to live, but other times they wanted to get as far away as possible. Thankfully it seemed Brineybeard was one of the former. With every word the old captain spoke, Ace Cadet bobbed his head up and down encouragingly - and finally when the Princess got him to officially agree, the hunter couldn't help but cheer. Quest clear! Well, kinda. At least this way they'd be able to transport everyone over the water, whether they sailed with Shippy or flew in the Atomos. Having both options was better than just choosing either air or water anyway.
"That's so gargwawesome!" he said, gladly taking the captain's hand and shaking it vigorously in his own.
"Like Miss Peach said, we're very experienced! Never a dull moment with us either."Briney even said he'd be fine with ship modifications. Everything was coming together! They'd travel, supe up their vessels, and take on everything the Edge of the Blue had to offer! Who needed The Maw anyway?
With Cuphead deployed to go and find Link, Cadet thought he should do his part and collect Hat Kid. If the others were back he could steer them toward Briney and Shippy as well, shouldn't be too difficult to get there considering their new airship.
"I'll go find Hatty," Cadet told the Princess, adopting her nickname for the Kid.
"We can meet you back here unless you have another place in mind." He didn't think they'd have to report back to the General until those mysterious enemy ships were dealt with, so why not back here in the cove? Plus they wouldn't have to drag the gold through town for the third time this way. The Cadet moved, walking down the ship's gangplank and stopping at said cart before he departed. He was hesitant to give BB any commands or otherwise domesticate it, he still considered it a monster that needed to return to the wild one day, but this time could be an exception.
"BB, stay here and guard the Princess." He met the demonic piglet's eyes, a brief staring contest erupting between them, before the minion snorted and hopped down from the cart, trotting towards Peach. Whether the little behemoth would be any help if something were to happen remained to be seen.
Ace Cadet had a pretty good grasp of Limsa's layout by now, and he moved with purpose up the white stone paths around the city. The hatchery he hadn't been to yet, but he was pretty sure he could find it if he recalled the directions they got when they first reached the city. He made no stops on the way up, though he made a mental note to stop at the crowded plaza on the way back.
Up and up the city he went, until the squawking of birds reached his ears. This was the right place, surely. The hunter peeked into the hatchery, scanning the area for Hat Kid and trying very hard not to get distracted.
Word Count: 855 (+2 exp)
Level: 2 - Total EXP: 18/20
Location: Sandswept Sky: Futaba's Palace Primrose could practically feel the monster's eye crack and burst apart, and she smirked as the ceramic creature fell heavy to the ground. The wolfos slowed to a halt, panting from the effort of dodging the beast's arms with a rider in tow. The dancer kept in shape by virtue of her profession alone, but it was obvious that she was much heavier than the small Midna. She dismounted smoothly, patting the wolf's fur and honestly figuring her part in this fight was over - the thing was down and it was time for the heavy hitters to do their thing. While momentarily surprised at being singled out by Mona, Primrose found herself swept up in the thieves' energy. Her dagger flashed in her hand during the lapses between her spells. Outside of the onslaught, Primrose paused to catch her breath, but not even a moment later light shined down on her from some unseen source.
Strike a pose and say something cool, he says, Primrose thought to herself. Were she anyone else, she may have stumbled at the sudden spotlight... but she was Primrose Azelhart, the greatest dancer in Sunshade, and she was always ready to take the stage. She lifted one arm elegantly into the air far above her head, the other resting across her bosom. She threw in a twirl, accustomed to entertaining, one leg extending slightly before it swept downward and Primrose struck her pose, head tilted upward.
"Fall into darkness," she said, and as the dunestrider's flaming body disintegrated it took most of the light in the room with it. All that was left were sconces and the small puddles of oil that hadn't yet burned off.
With that over, Primrose reverted to a more natural stance. She smiled politely at Skull but wasn't particularly chuffed, more than used to praise from men.
"I agree, Panther's fire was remarkable," Primrose said, following the girl's self-encouraging statement. The thieves' antics were amusing, and it was clear they were all comfortable with each other. Watching them made something pang in Primrose's chest, something she ignored.
When Joker approached Primrose leveled a stare at him, but she was pleasantly surprised that the thieve's young leader didn't rebuff her assistance. The dancer wasn't so classless as to point out that it looked like her help was needed either way. She shook her head at Joker's offer, patting the travel bag tucked under her cloak as she did.
"It was a team effort. Keep it. I picked up some of the spirits you left behind." Perhaps she'd be needing them soon, if the "ruler" Joker mentioned was a formidable foe. It wasn't the first time the teens spoke as if they knew exactly what was going on with the giant tomb. Was it something pulled from their world? This time Primrose voiced the thoughts she'd been harboring.
"You seem familiar with... this. How do you know your friend is here? Encountered it back where you're from?" She asked while the group was on the move, easily keeping up until the effects of her Panther Dance came to an end, and it became more of an effort to do so. With the wolf running alongside the group, Primrose grabbed hold of it and swung herself back on. The loud voice that resounded just before she entered the pyramid nagged the edge of Primrose's thoughts, but the wolfos remained by her side, so she expected the group she'd left behind outside were alright for now. Besides, it seemed she and the thieves were nearing the end of this dungeon, if the change in decor was anything to go by.
...and then the stairwell shook, promising something large heading their way.
Seriously? Primrose figured she'd come upon some active traps now that she caught up with the kids, but this? It didn't seem the hall was large enough to squeeze by, not to mention how dangerous that strategy was regardless.
"I don't suppose any of you have something to deal with what's coming," she said a bit weakly, thoughts racing around her head, searching for options. Her defensive dance would probably not be enough to stop someone from being flattened. Her speed dance may work to escape, but only for one person. Otherwise...? She considered the spirits she'd nabbed earlier. The one that came to mind was the large animal surrounded by sand. Would that work? There wasn't much time to sit around and think about it. Primrose reached into her bag, pulling the spirit out and brought it close, whispering to it. Fusing with it was out of the question, and turning it into equipment might take too long to get a handle on. Surely in summoning it, the hippo-like monster would act to save itself even if it wasn't keen to help the rest of them, and in doing so would benefit the group. She wasn't sure how exactly strikers worked, given this was the first time she was even making use of a spirit.
"Come out and lend us your strength, quickly," she said, hushed, hoping that was enough to get through to the creature.
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