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McmollyGrant was focused entirely at his gun, though he would find a nice surprise at the end of his gun when he pointed it to the wall. Except he saw no wall, only Savayna's cleavage. He immediately put down the gun (lest he accidentally shoot her or her chest) and felt his face turn red. She asked him two questions, one if he really still thought about it, and if he would like to refresh his memory. Of course, most straight guys and lesbians would probably jump at this kind of opportunity. Grant, however, was not the typical normal Hume. He was first and foremost a prince, and while most people believed that royal members often took people as they pleased (lord knew Reia has her fair share of toys and whatnot) he was actually rather chaste.
So this was quite a surprise.
"You...didn't answer the question." He mumbled quietly, letting out a sort of nervous chuckle. "I mean, it's perfectly normal for men to think about these kind of experiences--I mean when I first saw you on the ship (before you hit me) my first thought was that you had clothes on this time."Was he rambling? He was rambling. Very nervously at that. "That isn't to say I don't think you need clothes all the time, you're a beautiful woman with or without them--No, I mean, uh, what I want to say is that you don't need to take your clothes off to be beautiful because you already are with them on so...so..." Oh gods what the hell was he saying?
Nadeline couldn't help but bite her lip at the sight of his bare chest. Wesley was definitely one of the best looking guys, and he didn't disappoint under his clothes, either. His actions were so raw and lustful, she could hardly believe this was the same Wesley from before. But she absolutely loved it, and silently thanked the gods for her joke that he ended up taking seriously. His lips then latched onto her neck, her own hands exploring the bare skin presented to her. It was like getting to open a present a day earlier than intended for her. She felt her skirt getting hitched up slightly by their combined movements, and found his hand on her thigh again--this time he was the one who put it there. She felt her own breathing getting somewhat shorter in anticipation, she was absolutely craving him at this point.
"Vincent?" Her voice was so small, as if afraid that one word would send him reeling once more. She couldn't take him panicking again, and felt her own heart beating madly again. She didn't want to remind him, she didn't want to trigger another panic attack. She didn't even know what caused it, she was answering his question and next thing she knew he was--no, no, she needed to remain calm. And yet, in her head Lola's words echoed: how would she react if something did happen to Jaakuna? Lola was right after all. That thought alone terrified Emiri, and before she knew what she was doing, she got off of Jaakuna, instead sitting next to him. You can't let her get into your head like that. she told herself mentally.
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xD I guess that leaves Apollo to be Mr. Happy Sunshine! *shoves the competition out of the way* Laaaadies I will heal your soul~
*puts this down and then walks away, whistling*
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Username:
Hero
Name:
Miku Hatsune
Age:
16
Gender:
Female
Birthday:
31st August
Grade:
2nd Year [Junior]
Appearance:
Personality:
An overly peppy, somewhat absent-minded girl. She is usually smiling and cheerful, and is not one for negativity. She is confident in her abilities and is the type to make sure everyone else is, too. Somewhat selfless, her kindness knows no bounds. She has said her goal in life is to keep on signing, as it makes people happy. Still, she is the type to hide her insecurities and act like everyone's okay, if only not to worry or trouble anyone. Besides her singing, she is also very well known for--at times-- saying or doing things that don't make sense. Her thought process is very odd, and because of this she tends to come off as odd once in a while.
History:
N/A
Skills:
Spinning things / Smooth singing voice / Can style any length of hair / Fluent in many languages / Charismatic
Likes:
Leek / Music / Picture Books / Friendship / P.E. / Home Economics
Dislikes:
Tests / Homework / Math / People who refuse her friendship / Bullies
Hobbies:
Hair Styling / Recruiting people for friendship / Poking her nose into other people's business
Club(s):
Singing Club
Cheerleader Squad
Other:
-Rumor has it that she has teleportation powers due to her being able to literally pop up out of nowhere without anyone noticing her. Truth of the matter is that she's very sneaky and has very light footsteps..
-She will randomly tackle-hug anyone at any given time.
-Don't refuse her offer of vegetable juice.
-No one has been able to figure out her train of thought.
~Po Pi Po~
Voice Type:
Soprano
Form
Username:
Hero
Name:
Miku Hatsune
Age:
16
Gender:
Female
Birthday:
31st August
Grade:
2nd Year [Junior]
Appearance:
Personality:
An overly peppy, somewhat absent-minded girl. She is usually smiling and cheerful, and is not one for negativity. She is confident in her abilities and is the type to make sure everyone else is, too. Somewhat selfless, her kindness knows no bounds. She has said her goal in life is to keep on signing, as it makes people happy. Still, she is the type to hide her insecurities and act like everyone's okay, if only not to worry or trouble anyone. Besides her singing, she is also very well known for--at times-- saying or doing things that don't make sense. Her thought process is very odd, and because of this she tends to come off as odd once in a while.
History:
N/A
Skills:
Spinning things / Smooth singing voice / Can style any length of hair / Fluent in many languages / Charismatic
Likes:
Leek / Music / Picture Books / Friendship / P.E. / Home Economics
Dislikes:
Tests / Homework / Math / People who refuse her friendship / Bullies
Hobbies:
Hair Styling / Recruiting people for friendship / Poking her nose into other people's business
Club(s):
Singing Club
Cheerleader Squad
Other:
-Rumor has it that she has teleportation powers due to her being able to literally pop up out of nowhere without anyone noticing her. Truth of the matter is that she's very sneaky and has very light footsteps..
-She will randomly tackle-hug anyone at any given time.
-Don't refuse her offer of vegetable juice.
-No one has been able to figure out her train of thought.
~Po Pi Po~
Voice Type:
Soprano
Everyone has turned cold and heartless after two months in SAO D: lmao
Grant felt immensely relieved after Savayna finished talking about Jaakuna. It meant he had a chance, anyway. Maybe. Hopefully. He then continued polishing his gun, clearly in a better mood now. Once he deemed the blade polished enough, he held it up, peering over the barrel. It was then that Savayna asked if he ever thought about the time he saw her in her underwear. He didn't even notice it, but he actually let out a slight chuckle. "Of course." He responded without really thinking. Slowly, however, it dawned on him exactly what he had just admitted to. His face slowly turned red, and he took a sudden interest in examining the trigger on his gun. "What I mean to say--that is, I...It isn't something...no, what I meant was--" He then let out a cough, deciding instead to pretend that never happened. "S-So...uh, do you have any hobbies?"
Gods knew how much restrain Nadeline had, and boy did all of it go flying out the window at this point. Nope, didn't matter to her if her own father walked in right now, she had been wanting this for a while now. She lightly grabbed the front of Wesley's longcoat, as if wanting to pull him closer than he already was. The whole thing was just so naughty to her for some reason. They probably shouldn't be doing this, or at the very least, not here anyway. Not to mention they were both members of royalty! And yet there was not a reason in the world that would make her want to stop. She felt her entire body ache for him in a way she hadn't experienced in a while. Her fingers ran through his dark locks, her lips latched onto his. Her other hand would take his and place it on her thigh. His touch sent a sensation on her skin.
What the hell did he mean what happened?! Emiri hovered over him, her entire body trembling, her eyes with tears and her mind in a clear state of panic. It took her a few seconds to calm her own breathing down--no doubt she was probably close to having her own panic attack. Slowly, she regained control, and she gently laid down on top of him. "You're okay...you're okay..." She said with immense relief, though she was not sure if she had been saying it to him or to reassure herself. "You were having a panic attack...and I hit you." She told him as her head was on his chest, her ear against his heart. "I don't know what happened, but you're okay now."
Gods knew how much restrain Nadeline had, and boy did all of it go flying out the window at this point. Nope, didn't matter to her if her own father walked in right now, she had been wanting this for a while now. She lightly grabbed the front of Wesley's longcoat, as if wanting to pull him closer than he already was. The whole thing was just so naughty to her for some reason. They probably shouldn't be doing this, or at the very least, not here anyway. Not to mention they were both members of royalty! And yet there was not a reason in the world that would make her want to stop. She felt her entire body ache for him in a way she hadn't experienced in a while. Her fingers ran through his dark locks, her lips latched onto his. Her other hand would take his and place it on her thigh. His touch sent a sensation on her skin.
What the hell did he mean what happened?! Emiri hovered over him, her entire body trembling, her eyes with tears and her mind in a clear state of panic. It took her a few seconds to calm her own breathing down--no doubt she was probably close to having her own panic attack. Slowly, she regained control, and she gently laid down on top of him. "You're okay...you're okay..." She said with immense relief, though she was not sure if she had been saying it to him or to reassure herself. "You were having a panic attack...and I hit you." She told him as her head was on his chest, her ear against his heart. "I don't know what happened, but you're okay now."
Emiri watched Jaakuna, slightly concerned. Did he even hear her? It was then that he started shaking. That couldn't possibly be good. "Jaakuna?" She asked him worriedly, though he didn't respond. In fact, he got worse. "Jaakuna?! Jaakuna!" She grabbed his shoulders, trying to calm him down, though her own voice was probably sounding panicked. She felt her heart drop--what had happened? What did she say? What should she do? Should she get Nadeline? All the questions in her head were starting to make her panic too. No, no, she needed to fix him--now. Oh dear gods-- Too late, she was definitely panicking now. "Jaakuna! I'm--I'm right here!" She half yelled, half pleaded. She didn't even notice she was shaking him, and before she knew it, she raised her hand and smacked him once as hard as she could. "Jaakuna!"
The whole thing had started as a light joke--she couldn't see a single flaw in Wesley if she wanted to--but the next thing she knew, he had pulled her to him, and at the moment, the two were merely inches away from one another's face. He could probably hear her heart beating like crazy. It was definitely unexpected, she had no idea what to make of it. Once again Nadeline found herself quite literally swept off her feet by him. She didn't even remember what they were doing, only that she and him were in the same room alone. She couldn't hide her blush, and it crept up onto her cheeks and flared something fierce. "That would certainly be unpredictable." She found herself saying, almost in a whisper, as if it was something forbidden. The entire thing felt so out of place. But...she liked it. She didn't know if it was because he was the one doing it or because of the way he was looking at her. She bit her lip lightly, though she did raise a hand to his face. No thinking. No rationality. She reached in and lightly kissed him.
It was a little sad to hear that Savayna wasn't on good terms with her family. It just seemed like something foreign to him; he had always gotten along well with everyone...well, until they all started to change. Still, he was glad she shared it with him. It was then that she asked if he had ever been in love. For the first time in a long time, Grant actually let out a laugh, a small, short laugh, but a laugh nonetheless. "Apparently, no. I thought I loved Emelia--Emiri. Years I thought that she and I were meant to be, even if she hadn't quite seen it." He shook his head at his gun, though he continued to polish it.
"The truth of the matter was that I never did love her. I loved the idea of her--she used to be so docile, so obedient, so...controllable. After she and I met for the first time, my mother passed away from an illness. Shortly after our engagement, my father was murdered by my older brother. All these people taken away from me, all the things I wanted slipping out of my hands...but I could control Emiri. I could make her do whatever, tell her to do something and she would do it without so much as a question. And eventually, she began to despise me for it. We fought. And she was right. All I wanted to do was control her, it wasn't love at all." He realized he had gotten off topic at this point. "So no. Not yet, at least." He murmured.
He stopped polishing his gun and let out a sigh. He then looked at Savayna again. He supposed now was as good a time to ask. "You...don't still have feelings for...Jaakuna...do you?"
The whole thing had started as a light joke--she couldn't see a single flaw in Wesley if she wanted to--but the next thing she knew, he had pulled her to him, and at the moment, the two were merely inches away from one another's face. He could probably hear her heart beating like crazy. It was definitely unexpected, she had no idea what to make of it. Once again Nadeline found herself quite literally swept off her feet by him. She didn't even remember what they were doing, only that she and him were in the same room alone. She couldn't hide her blush, and it crept up onto her cheeks and flared something fierce. "That would certainly be unpredictable." She found herself saying, almost in a whisper, as if it was something forbidden. The entire thing felt so out of place. But...she liked it. She didn't know if it was because he was the one doing it or because of the way he was looking at her. She bit her lip lightly, though she did raise a hand to his face. No thinking. No rationality. She reached in and lightly kissed him.
It was a little sad to hear that Savayna wasn't on good terms with her family. It just seemed like something foreign to him; he had always gotten along well with everyone...well, until they all started to change. Still, he was glad she shared it with him. It was then that she asked if he had ever been in love. For the first time in a long time, Grant actually let out a laugh, a small, short laugh, but a laugh nonetheless. "Apparently, no. I thought I loved Emelia--Emiri. Years I thought that she and I were meant to be, even if she hadn't quite seen it." He shook his head at his gun, though he continued to polish it.
"The truth of the matter was that I never did love her. I loved the idea of her--she used to be so docile, so obedient, so...controllable. After she and I met for the first time, my mother passed away from an illness. Shortly after our engagement, my father was murdered by my older brother. All these people taken away from me, all the things I wanted slipping out of my hands...but I could control Emiri. I could make her do whatever, tell her to do something and she would do it without so much as a question. And eventually, she began to despise me for it. We fought. And she was right. All I wanted to do was control her, it wasn't love at all." He realized he had gotten off topic at this point. "So no. Not yet, at least." He murmured.
He stopped polishing his gun and let out a sigh. He then looked at Savayna again. He supposed now was as good a time to ask. "You...don't still have feelings for...Jaakuna...do you?"
Yeah, it's like other messaging programs :D
Edit: Also what happened to the Miku person? *pulls out Miku CS*
Edit: Also what happened to the Miku person? *pulls out Miku CS*
The pair sat behind the counter of the shop, eating in silence. Apollo couldn't believe how quiet it was, not a single soul had wandered in all day. He couldn't help but frown at that, though a day off should have been enjoyable. He let out a small sigh as he finished the stew that Artemis had made, and watched the bowl disappear. He looked at his sister, who had finished as well. She caught his look, raising an eyebrow. "What? Did it taste bad? I tried something new today, some ingredient I got from a quest.." She asked him, bringing up her menu.
"No, it's not that. It was good, like always." He replied, casting a look over the empty shop. "Business is just slow today."
"Oh." Was all she offered as a response. She then stood up from her seat, making sure to equip her weapon and armor. "Well, I'm off to the dungeon. Figure I might as well explore a little, maybe if I find the boss room I could sell the data to the frontlines again."
Apollo perked up at this point, bringing up his menu as well. Once he was finished, his own weapon and armor were equipped as well. "Let's go together then, I could use the experience."
"What? No, Apollo--"
He sent her the invite to join his party with a wide grin. "Come on, Miss Moon Goddess, you fight and I'll just watch." He joked. Against her better judgement, Artemis accepted his request, and his name and HP Bar popped up under hers. She would have much rather gone solo, but he wasn't going to let her off easy. "Don't worry, I won't get in your way, and I'll teleport out if it gets hairy, blah blah blah, feel better?"
Artemis let out a huff. "No. But I know you'll just keep spamming my inbox. And I guess it's been a while. Come on, big boy, let's get moving." She told him. The two exited the shop, and once Apollo properly closed it, the two headed out for the dungeon.
"No, it's not that. It was good, like always." He replied, casting a look over the empty shop. "Business is just slow today."
"Oh." Was all she offered as a response. She then stood up from her seat, making sure to equip her weapon and armor. "Well, I'm off to the dungeon. Figure I might as well explore a little, maybe if I find the boss room I could sell the data to the frontlines again."
Apollo perked up at this point, bringing up his menu as well. Once he was finished, his own weapon and armor were equipped as well. "Let's go together then, I could use the experience."
"What? No, Apollo--"
He sent her the invite to join his party with a wide grin. "Come on, Miss Moon Goddess, you fight and I'll just watch." He joked. Against her better judgement, Artemis accepted his request, and his name and HP Bar popped up under hers. She would have much rather gone solo, but he wasn't going to let her off easy. "Don't worry, I won't get in your way, and I'll teleport out if it gets hairy, blah blah blah, feel better?"
Artemis let out a huff. "No. But I know you'll just keep spamming my inbox. And I guess it's been a while. Come on, big boy, let's get moving." She told him. The two exited the shop, and once Apollo properly closed it, the two headed out for the dungeon.
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Well, that had caught his attention. Emiri looked at Jaakuna with an expression of surprise. This faded, however, as she shook her head. "No...he wanted me to heal them in the morning. I thought it was odd, but who was I to object? He said I was a guest, but the truth of the matter was that I was his prisoner. Though once I would have done it, I suppose that was when he planned to kill me in front of Grant." She explained to him. "That was when he locked me in one of the guest rooms...do you know who it could be?" She asked him curiously.
"I would agree with you on most everything, really." Nadeline said slowly, having taken in everything Wesley had said into consideration. "I don't mean to sound ungrateful. Truly, I am grateful he didn't hand Emiri over when he had the chance. I suppose...Oh, I suppose I just wish he wasn't so hot headed." She accidentally knocked over an Antidote as she spoke. Rolling her eyes, she picked it up and placed it exactly where it needed to be. "We all balance one another out, we each have our own positives and negatives. Heavens know I wish I could get rid of my own flaws." She scoffed lightly, shaking her head at the Eye Drops in her hand. "Grant is about as expressionable as a tree, Savayna outmatches Jaakuna in crudeness, Emiri likes to have her little secrets--which is an issue, mind you this Reia fiasco of hers is all too common, she loves getting into trouble. I admit I have my own temper to and my hesitation, and you, my dear, are much too rational." She winked at him.
Grant nodded. He obviously did not have the same fond memories that Savayna had, considering he had been imprisoned. "Stigma is my home as well. Though I don't share my niece's taste for adventure, I prefer staying at home and being with my family, as broken as it is." He replied with a small shrug. He took out a polishing cloth and began running it over the blade of his gun. "Let's see...do you have any family? I remember visiting you at your home, you seemed to be living alone." He also remembered that being the first time he had seen her in her underwear. The thought turned his face red, and he found himself strangely fascinated with properly polishing his weapon.
"I would agree with you on most everything, really." Nadeline said slowly, having taken in everything Wesley had said into consideration. "I don't mean to sound ungrateful. Truly, I am grateful he didn't hand Emiri over when he had the chance. I suppose...Oh, I suppose I just wish he wasn't so hot headed." She accidentally knocked over an Antidote as she spoke. Rolling her eyes, she picked it up and placed it exactly where it needed to be. "We all balance one another out, we each have our own positives and negatives. Heavens know I wish I could get rid of my own flaws." She scoffed lightly, shaking her head at the Eye Drops in her hand. "Grant is about as expressionable as a tree, Savayna outmatches Jaakuna in crudeness, Emiri likes to have her little secrets--which is an issue, mind you this Reia fiasco of hers is all too common, she loves getting into trouble. I admit I have my own temper to and my hesitation, and you, my dear, are much too rational." She winked at him.
Grant nodded. He obviously did not have the same fond memories that Savayna had, considering he had been imprisoned. "Stigma is my home as well. Though I don't share my niece's taste for adventure, I prefer staying at home and being with my family, as broken as it is." He replied with a small shrug. He took out a polishing cloth and began running it over the blade of his gun. "Let's see...do you have any family? I remember visiting you at your home, you seemed to be living alone." He also remembered that being the first time he had seen her in her underwear. The thought turned his face red, and he found himself strangely fascinated with properly polishing his weapon.
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