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"Mmm, sure. I got it," Emilia grinned, keeping her eyes on the slime. These things sure were resilient. Though it also made sense that a sword wouldn't be the most effective weapon to use on a slime. They were so cute, but Neres couldn't help but take delight in beating the poor thing up. The things they dropped would be useful too - these blue ones had swords, which she could definitely used. She also wanted to beat up the other coloured ones as well, however. The red ones allegedly dropped hats - and god, did she want one.

Her onslaught continued after the arrival of their cleric. Always a good person to have around, even if this one in particular was a little unusual in her methods. From her knowledge, they couldn't even heal until they got a few more levels. That shouldn't be a problem, since they were so low level and nothing was (probably) going to kill them anyway.

"He~llo," Emilia chirped to Mimika, watching her use Smite. A powerful spell, and a cute caster too. She could respect someone who was bothered with things like that. After all, character creation was the second most important part of a game. "Let's finish off this slime, then move onto some lower level ones, yeah? These ones have quite a lot of health."

She was about to attack the slime once more when a message popped up. "Merge parties..." Emilia read. Ah, she supposed that one of her teammates had chosen to invite someone else to the party. She was a little miffed that she hadn't heard anything about it before then, but it couldn't hurt. Not like she could find anyone weirder than her current party members. They did their job well, at least.

Emilia hit 'accept', then brought her sword down on the slime. "Die already, jeez," she whined. "I just wanna get this quest done!"
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"Emma! Pleeeeease! You told me you'd watch it with me ages ago!"

"Sorry! I swear, I'm totally sick. I gotta go to sleep early. So I can get better, and we can watch loads and loads of stuff together. Besides, I don't wanna get you sick too."

"I never get sick, it's fine! Please!"

"Later, okay? I love you, but I gotta take care of myself too. You can do your homework."

"I don't wanna."

"Yeah, well you have to. I made you dinner, so go and eat it. I'm gonna sleep."

"...Night, Em."

A sweet smile laced with deceit. "See you later. I swear I'll watch it with you tomorrow."

It wasn't a lie. She was going to sleep. She was sick (a bit). It was just the nature of what she would do while she was asleep that mattered. That was - play the all new Thalam Online, which Emilia had been excited for for longer than she was comfortable to admit. Now it was out, and she could experience that beautiful world within her dreams.



Admittedly, a lot of time had been wasted. Many things - difficulty falling asleep out of excitement, the servers being down, all followed up by a good hour on the character creation screen. All of the detail in it was overwhelming. Half of that hour had honestly been her having a meltdown over the graphics of the game. Eventually, it was all over and everything faded into the beautiful view of the game. Emilia took in a sharp breath, as well as the scenery. Absolutely gorgeous. She just felt like she was there, so far away and yet still in the comfort of her home.

She'd never been to the beach before.

"Bellview," Emilia said breathily. "Bellview, oh, wow!"

She tried to move her arm, watching as it... well, did just that. She moved around more, erratically, thoroughly enjoying herself. For a few minutes, it was just her spinning around, laugh cutting through the air. She looked a bit insane, really. Once she had exhausted the entertainment out of that, Emilia finally decided to check out what she could do. Chat... some bars... quests... ah, mail! She opened it up, revealing her launch cape. There really were no words to describe it. There were numbers, though: 2/10. Plain, black, with the Thalam Online logo on the back. "Ah, I love it!"

With her new attire, she was finally ready to do some quests. To begin with, there was nothing big, just a generic slime killing quest. Emilia could do that. She reached for her sword, feeling its weight in her hands. She'd never be able to hurt anything with her noodle arms. But in this game, she could do just about anything. She'd even picked the fae class, because she really wanted to fly.

She began her mad dash towards where all of the other players were. Clearly, that was the place where her targets were situated to. Weapon in hand, Emilia beamed widely, ready to obliterate the first slime she saw, and then many more after that. She was going to have so much fun.
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"Oh jeez, do we have to run there?" Eira hissed. Mainly to herself, but it was still quite loud. "This is... some bullshit. She did like running. It was enjoyable, and much easier for her since she never got hot. It was quite a joy, being in school and watching her classmates suffer in summer PE.

Nevertheless, Eira followed at a regular pace. She didn't have the will to keep up, nor did she care enough to. "We'll just follow these idiots and catch up in a minute, yeah?" she said to Dawn, watching Chloe's antics with mild amusement. So high energy, and in the afternoon as well. Some people were just like that. Eira, for one, was not, but a few of the jokers she was about to go out with were, it seemed.

There were worse ways to spend time. There were definitely better ones - much, much better ones - but this was fine too. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd gone out for a meal, much less burgers. It wouldn't hurt to reset the clocks on those. She patted her pocket, checking if she had money. She wasn't so cruel as to actually not pay for her own food. Otherwise, those poor boys' wallets... ah, a tragedy in the making.

It wasn't much longer before she caught up with Raymond and Chloe. "Fancy meeting you here," Eira drawled, glancing over the building. How elegant. "Shall we go in, then?"




Seth Moore ~ Wonderland


That was it, really. A commotion, and some shouting from outside. The police had arrived, there to save the day, et cetera. Lock up the bad guys! Maybe even kill a few in the process, the protagonist's friend dies, he gets the girl. So repetitive, so boring. It couldn't possibly hurt to spice things up a little.

Seth walked towards the situation at a lazy pace. No rush, no rush at all. Just so he could get a better look. A swarm around the van, some things happening on top, and the helicopter overhead.

Maybe a bit of a rush, actually. He brushed off his outfit, pulling out his gun, and moving considerably faster than before. His stand wasn't particularly flashy, but he could figure it out. Just needed to buy some time, a bit of a distraction so that things could go off with less of a hitch. No one was paying him much mind, yet

As he got closer, his presence became more known, but a lot of them were still very focused on the whole prisoner escaping part of the plan. With a deep breath out, Seth shot into the crowd. "One at a time, one at a time," he yelled out. What then? Improvise, really. Run like hell, maybe attack a few more people and then get picked up, if things went well.

Things going well wasn't really how villains operated, though.
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"Lose the attitude, Isao," Kikumi said coldly. "I doubt any of us have the will to listen to me talk for an hour. Not after what they have just been through." Then, at his mention of the demons, she fell silent for a few seconds. "...We cannot change their decisions. We can only hope they can leave here strong enough to last." Her voice carried a sorrowful tone, but she did not look at Tatsuo, continuing to stare at the new recruits. How long was 'last'? A year? That still did not seem like enough. It was not uncommon for new recruits to be young, too. These were children that were being sent to the grave.

At least she wasn't being told when they died, and she wasn't the one ordering them to fight. Still, she knew the answer to Tatsuo's question - quite a few, but considerably less than Kikumi would like. He received no answer, only met with the quiet contemplation of his master. Hopefully none of the new ones had heard what he had said. Suffice to say, it wasn't the nicest thing to hear after just arriving at the Sea Pillar Estate.

When one of the new recruits, a girl, broke the silence and dropped into a deep bow, Kikumi did the same in response. Her company didn't seem too happy with her, but respect was something the Sea Pillar valued. Perhaps her position was making her soft. "Mori-san will do," she said once she had stood up straight once more. "I am as much your teacher as I am your fellow human." That would do for motivation. Then, she turned to the side.

"Isao, please take them to eat something," Kikumi muttered to her subordinate. "After that, consider yourself to be free for the night. Others will handle everything else." She gave him and then her new students a nod, before turning and swiftly walking back into the estate. It seemed to be getting late now. Still, Kikumi had many things to do before she could rest. For once, babysitting her subordinates was not one of them.

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A flicker of laughter escaped from Kikumi at her student's enthusiasm. "Good. I'd imagine the Spirit Pillar will be doing most of the 'hunting'. There will be excitement for us too, but for the time being we should enjoy the peace while it lasts. The only heads we will be cutting off right now are from demons." Having more students was good for the corps. The estate was well defended too, considering it was filled with demon slayers. Still, Kikumi couldn't help but feel a little threatened by recent events. She would be fine. She was a Pillar after all, and that kind of position is not something to be taken lightly. But as for her other students - a lot of them were fairly new demon slayers. Big enough of a threat, and so many of them... it would never end well.

Ah. She had forgotten Tatsuo was there. She looked up and blinked at him, registering his presence once more. "We will see what the future holds. Keep up the good work. I wouldn't keep you around if I thought you were not capable of it." Kikumi gave him a small smile, sliding her mask back into place. She was about to continue when she was interrupted by a sharp tap on the shoulder. Behind her, a woman of about average height with long brown hair. She smiled sweetly, watching Tatsuo with unclear intent, and looking rather entertained. "Welcome back, Mori-san."

"Ah, Sakao, Kikumi said. "Any news? Possibly the only person she knew in the estate that consistently did what they were told. It was a little absurd. It wasn't like Kikumi worked them that hard, at least by her standards.

"Not too much. A broken window somewhere, and there's new blood waiting for you at the front gate. Oh, and Tsurugi said he was looking for you," Emi chirped. "The tall one, that is. He arrived while you were out. I think he's probably chatting up some of the ladies in the ward, if you'd like to appease him."

"I see," came the monotonous response. "Sort out rooms for the new ones."

"Ah, but I just finished- never mind. Of course, Mori-san," Emi sighed. Still, she kept her smile up, waving at the Pillar and Tatsuo as she began to walk off, making her way along the longest route possible. Kikumi watched her as she walked off, nodding appreciatively. "You could do with taking after her. This is a start, at least. I'll be seeing to those newcomers now. Come if you'd like, consider it a break. Unless you'd like to keep on working."

She left before he could answer, as per usual. Whether he wanted to come or not wasn't something she needed to waste time over. Besides, the new slayers didn't need to be kept waiting for too long. They were always especially pessimistic when they were fresh, and it would be best to get them settled in as quickly as possible. The sooner they were off her hands, the sooner they could start training. That was what made good demon slayers.

Kikumi slipped out of the gate, surveying the new slayers. Ten of them all, looking about as miserable as she had expected. A few of her subordinates were helping them with their belongings - though the newcomers rarely had very many. There wasn't a lot of storage space in the estate anyway. She watched as her underlings began to clear away, leaving only her and her new students. She bowed to them, before continuing to stand in silence for another agonising minute. When she finally spoke, it was underwhelming.

"Welcome to the Sea Pillar Estate."

The gate had to be silent, otherwise it was impossible to hear Kikumi's voice over the lull of the sea and the soft chatter coming from the estate. "I am Kikumi Mori, the Sea Pillar. I hope you will make the most of your time here. Your training begins tomorrow. Get some rest." Nothing particularly motivational or thrilling, but simple and straight to the point. With a slight gesture, she prompted her staff to open the gate fully. The new slayers were free to go inside and get some well-deserved food and rest, though they tended to be reluctant to be the first inside. Or, they could pester her with questions. They'd either do it then or later, so it didn't really matter to Kikumi.

As long as they became competent demon slayers, anything was okay. That was her job, and that was their fate. That was all there was to it.
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