[center][b] The Imagineer Aeternus || Nexus Mystic Forest Affected Players: Moon-Moon(Moon234), Wandering Fool, Bruce Lee (Xenoko), Ares[/b][/center] --- ...Ah?..S-Stop! Stop! Bad people, bad men, bad...All bad...She tried to push Fool away as he looked to grab at her, tears eventually settling into her eyes as her jaw was held open, and hysterical terror in her eyes from the other person touching her. W-What was this? What was anything, what was going on, why was she here? [i]"M-Mmh...!"[/i] Her lips tried their hardest to part, to spit out the liquid, to get away, but...he...wouldn't let go. The convulsions of her muscles bought on by fear, the increasingly-weakining clawing at his arm...She finally came to something close to her senses after a few minutes, shattere irises within her eyes piecing back together in order to allow the violet optics to stare upon her savior with a doe's gaze. ...Ah?...Fool again?...The shivering lessened bit by bit as the deathgrip on his arm eventually lessened to that of a hold that a child usually made to cling onto someone that they did not want to leave. ...Warmth...There was...Warmth. All around her, she could actually feel the heat of another, the temperature change shifting her abnormally icy body to that of a balanced temperature -- and subsequently making her tired as she finally settled down and came to give his waist the softest of nuzzles once she began to see into that of a lucid dreaming. ...Ah. She was aware she was picked up. But could do nothing about it. She was aware of being set down on the cart. But couldn't do much about it. She was aware of Moon-Moon calling out to them, but couldn't do quite much about it other than offer a small mess of words similar to a congratulations. ...All she could do was tend to the unsettling desire for warmth that transcended that of her own slumber, glazed eyes barely open as she shifted once everyone was on-board to take hold of Fool's arm, hugging it ever-so gently and placing her head close to his hand in order to fall asleep appropriately. ...For once, there were no bad dreams. Only that of people she'd met. Ones she could...actually...possibly speak to. [i]Friends?[/i] --- When she woke next, she'd nearly fallen off the wagon. Suffice to say that the rest of the horrid voices had ceased -- and in time for the festival! ...She...actually had to do something. First, with her inbox showing a message from the Dark Knight that'd carried her to the wagon, he...- oh? What was that...? ...Well. Huh. A little red balloon with a Sanity Potion attached to it. How thoughtful. The reply was quick and swift before she turned her attention to Fool. [hider=Message to Ares] [img]http://i1084.photobucket.com/albums/j419/Anagami/ARES-MESSAGE-2_zpsa2bd2492.png[/img] [/hider] [i]"...Fool. ...Uhm..."[/i] Flustered. Her face was flustered as she sighed and crossed her arms. There was only one way to go about this at the moment...With her lips parted slightly, she actively sought to tug him out of the Wagon before anything else could be done, patting Moon on the head and speaking up about coming to join them at the Lunar Festival as she went. Yes, she was forcing the male on a date in order to make up for the pains he'd suffered! Hence, why her HUD opened up in the middle of their running, and a bright light engulfed her body in a matter of seconds in order to swift her costume to a light blue and purple yukata to match the event as he would be tugged by the arm. She was a bit stronger than she looked, luckily enough, and only when they were in and registered would she finally stop to turn around and look at him. [i]"I-I'm sorry for dragging you here but...I wanted to make up for being such trouble. S-S-So...T-They have an event-only pet here that we could get if we win the Fish Catcher game, along with some titles, special food, things of that nature...So...Uhm...How to do this right..."[/i] She paused for a moment, taking hold of both of his hands in order to raise up her head and garner for his attention correctly with an uncharacteristically shy expression upon her face. [i]"...Would you accept my invitation to be my uhm...my...date to the Lunar Festival, Wander?"[/i] ...! She'd done it! N-Now...It was all up to his response. She could only hope he'd accept...! --- [u]Status[/u] Hit Points: 100%/100% Sanity: 150/150 Level: 3 Status: RESTED [u]Inventory[/u] Health Potion x1 Sanity Potion x1 Gold x175 [u]Black Thought Result[/u] [hider=Possible Status Ailments] 1 : Blind 2 : Silence 3 : Terrify 4 : Curse 5 : Sleep 6 : Sickness [/hider]