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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=#A84B5E][b]Location:[/b][/color] Wayfarer's Retreat -- The City of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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[i]It's nice to meet you, [b]Rael-chan.[/b][/i]

The condescending remark in her native tongue was probably self-earned, but Rael didn’t feel as sharp as she usually did nor as spiteful.

Hard to be when some moron decided to propose in the middle of a [i]wayfarer’s hall[/i]. Of all the times and places, Rael couldn’t quite understand it. It was cute and some part of her kind of envied that kind of thing. Everyone’s eyes were on Aaginim and Luci, but what really confused her the most about it was that Aaginim had tried to be as subtle as possible about it, dropping to one knee in a corner when everyone was huddled elsewhere going over battle-plans. Why didn’t he want everyone to notice? Why not do it right after the team composition announcement? Part of her wanted to know, but part of her just wanted to be in Luci’s position. Though Japanese proposals were a little less bombastic.

[color=#A84B5E][abbr=“Whatever.”]“はいはい.”[/abbr][/color] Rael remarked under her breath to the lanky healer, as her eyes looked onward at Aaginim and Luci. Surprisingly Graves shared her sentiment, or at least in some part. She had turned to look at him when he said he found it cute.

She felt flushed. Wait. Why was she thinking all stupid and weak? She mentally shook herself out of it. Why did she feel a little drunk and why was it sticking with her?

[color=#A84B5E]“Good for them.”[/color] She managed as she gathered her bearings. [color=#A84B5E]“I’m so—”[/color] She caught herself, what the fuck was she saying? She was sorry? For the ale? Was her idiot brain working correctly? She coughed quickly. [color=#A84B5E]“—I mean everyone’s got a soul. Doesn’t make anyone special.”[/color]

It wasn’t the most ideal save, but she had to quickly show herself as the awesome tank that people either feared or hated. There was no room to show weakness. She was weak in the real world as Hanako and she needed to keep Hanako buried deep even if part of her was looking at Graves like a stupid idol in a band or movie. She was attracted to his type but not ever had she ever acted flirtatious in Pariah Online outside to gloat or mess with people; to catch them off-guard. She looked back at the bar as if on instinct. Did the ale she had been drinking actually been making her act out of it? Did the Pariah Online devs patch in actual drunkedness after a year of having the alcoholic drinks do nothing to players when they consumed it?

She crossed her arms as she considered the thought, her eyes still on the bar as she said her final comment.

[color=#A84B5E]“You’ve got a decent plan, Benkei. I like it.”[/color]




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