Suddenly the world came into view as she once again login to her normal spot; a nice place that was central to most of the guilds so she was relatively easy to find if she was free for work. Within the normal world she was nothing, sure she had gotten into the school but why the lack of care about her even being late she had a feeling that that trend would continue... Here through? Here she was a sword for hire, a rather ruthless one that would even go outlaw if the price was right which was the very reason she choose her name to start with. Though she had to admit it had caused some confusion in the past with people thinking it was a status rather than just apart of her name but what was she meant to do? Just Kisa was already taken!
Raising her hand up to her head she checked over her messages and soon found yet another job offer but as she was searching through the interface she noticed someone a voice come from behind her. With a irritated groan she raised her hand to the back of her head to stroke it, getting the feeling back into her old/new body as she peered back to the mountain of a man behind her.
"Huh? You need something? Look if you are going to hire me it will have to wait a day or so, unless you got a nice big offer." That sounded slightly wrong in her head but a escort was the last thing she looked like, and besides she could always go outlaw and stab him if he made that mistake... That may be too extreme.
"Uh..." If he could raise an eyebrow, he would,
"I do have a something rather large to offer, but I'm absolutely broke if you're talking about money." His tone of voice could only be described as frivolous. Despite his words, he seemed puzzled for a few moment before he made a silent "ah" motion,
"Are you, by any chance, a sorts of mercenary?" She was definitely the type of person who had the impression like she'd rip his throat out before she answered his question. He regretted his joke immediately, but he already been tensed for a fight the moment he had misunderstood her name. He paused, then added,
"Like, one of those really hot ninja mercenaries?" In his mind, he was already debating how to fight her, but his personality was an entirely different matter.
Kisa's eye twitched a little at his joke, the feeling of just vanishing and stabbing him in the back was growing but the ploblem being that she was far from being paid to kill him, yet anyway, so for the time being she had to just sit by and wait for the appointed time for her job.
"Smooth. Also yes I am a sword for hire, I take peoples competitors out and for it I get XP and money for it, a rather good deal. Nothing against the rules...But yes the 'hot ninja' part should be added to my job discription. What are you doing then? Going to the guild? Not sure they will take someone like you, smartass." She may have joked about all this but with the corpse collector out there now her job was more dangerus than ever... It was worrying.
"Yeah, those Ebony Strykers... I hadn't really thought about being rejected though." His voice sounded like a bitter smile. It'd certainly be unfortunate, although he didn't feel they would reject him, it was certainly a possibility. It seemed level identified the success and power of the character in a general. Although he didn't entirely understand the leveling system, level 9 is generally top tier players, whereas level 1, his level, is the thugs of DGO.
"Sorry to bother you hot lady ninja, but is it possibe to spar or exchange knowledge?" He points upwards towards his display of name and level, "I'm a bit new and this game is a bit difficult to adjust to."
Her crimson eyes looked a little surprised when she noticed the guy had meant it when he said he would try to join the black guild. She was far from the type to give advice but for some reason just leaving him out without anything to go by did not sit well with her.
"Do I look like someone who would help?... Look forget what you are trying to do, no one joins the Ebony, heck if you were not around for the announcement the first people to bring in the... Never mind." She did not want more competition for something of that nature, since she was sure the reward for that ones head would be more than worth her time.
"So yeah, no one can join them, and don't go believing anyone who says they are from it, as only the black king is apart of the guild. That being said I will have to go soon, my next job offer is already on the table, is there anything else you needed before I leave?"Neron merely shook his head and shrugged off her advise after mulling it over for a few seconds,
"You're surprisingly kind, aren't you Hot Ninja Lady?..." He smiles inwardly, every non-verbal expression his body makes seems overexaggerated, although it may be because of the armor.
"Even so, I figured Ms.Black King must have quite the strong ambition, I could feel her determination from the announcement, probably. Thanks for the advise though."He paused ready to say 'goodbye' when he acts as if he's realized something with another 'Ah' movement.
"Oh! What's your name? I'll add you! To commemorate our meeting forever!" He seemed oblivious to the fact that she may not want to have him in touch with her in the slightest, but his tone changed to something more bitter and subtle,
"And, perhaps, repay for the trouble I've given you."She was just about to leave when he asked her name, though it was rather easy to obtain from her profile she found it amusing at the manners that he showed so opening up her profile she sent a contact request to him.
"There, if you need any work done contact me." Placing her hands into the pockets of her armor she only removed one to give a dismissive wave as she left.
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