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~Gay, polyamorous, I have a partner, and been playing games since I was 2 years old!~

"Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead." -Oscar Wilde

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I'm really enjoying this role-play and reading all the posts! ^-^

Interacting with: @ShwiggityShwah (Pox), @Arthanus (Stephan)

[♪] 'Mistress?' She couldn't help but smile slightly, though she never truly considered herself in a position of the title, despite enjoying being called princess. "I would be glad to, Master Pox," she said cheerfully before nodding and letting the man dismiss himself, watching as he tended to the others in his own way. Taking a gentle swing of her water skin, she too quickly noticed the soft humming coming from Yui and nearly froze as her entire world seemed to focus on it. Ever since unlocking her magic, she had a heightened sense for music, even a simple hum and felt shivers travel down her spine. Not to mention it was a soothing and enjoyable tune, she had her doubts that the others 'felt' it in much the same way she did.

Her thoughts were cut off prematurely though as she heard a familiar voice and turned to see Stephan, apple in hand, with a smug gleam in his eyes. His tone was a bit unusual however, cutting off the edge of his usual mocking. "Well enough, Stephan, but you know I've been here once or twice before on my own journeys..." She paused, looking over as supper was being served and gave a soft smile to Stephan. Even if he mocked her, she was generally polite to the mercenary. "Though I'll admit, I much prefer the cold. Shall we?" She felt no need asking him how he was holding up, sure he was fine and instead gestured to the meal being handed out.

Before long, the heat turned into a surprising chill and a campfire was struck, giving her father a chance to retell old stories once more. Some of the newer members in particular probably had not heard them all, but Nanami was familiar with most of them, having grown up with him her whole life. Still, she choose not to isolate herself and stayed around the fire as she ate and eventually slide against the rock and simply listened. Though she did seem to be in a tad of a haze, almost as if listening to something other than words and looking into the night sky. Nanami never fully relaxed though, not when out with the group - the only time that happened was back home in comfortable surroundings.
@RoccanIronclad - Congrats! ^-^

[♪] Nanami had prepared for the journey into the sand storms, seeing had been here a few times now, though Jing had been disapproving of her first trip by herself. It paid off either way, allowing her father to stubbornly agree to her recruitment and now she was eagerly waiting a time where the group would find clues and puzzles to a lost world. Though she had her normal tailored armor, she had wrapped it in more layers to guard against whipping winds and to keep her body cooler, sporting a large brimmed hat and a scarf to cover most of her face. Was it fancy? For desert garb, yes, though far more practical in make. Nanami did have a habit of dressing nice, which in turn resulted in Stephan often and mockingly calling her 'princess'. Though she usually didn't let it bother her, she was miffed to some degree, especially since she actually enjoyed the nickname - if used properly.

Either way, she was more focused on a journal she had brought than the current bet over a man's life. While she didn't find it particularly offensive, neither was she the type to indulge in bets of any kind, let alone if someone was still breathing or not. Her eyes flickered over the camp for a moment, listening as she causally skimmed her notes. She had joined the company for six months now, though this was by far her longest assignment, but she still didn't know the others on a personal level. In a way, she felt like she could relate to Gwen, if only a tad bit. The two hadn't even really talked in depth, but she was aware that there was certainly something between Gwen and her father.

Regardless, she was a bit of a bookworm compared to many of the other mercenaries and spent her time researching or jotting down notes. Nanami did try from time to time to engage, but bets? She didn't have much to offer. Still, "I simply hope there are survivors of some sort..." With a pause followed by a sigh, "but on the more likely note there are none, I do hope there are some relics of the past." She slowly closed her journal by now and tucked it away in her belt and wandered over to the gourd and refilled her skin, nodding a thanks to Pox. "My thanks, Master Pox." She had enjoyed returning the man's over-polite nature, which of course, only gave Stephan more fuel to mock her but she didn't mind.
@Arthanus - Finished my CS, btw. Let me know if you need anything else otherwise I'll move it to the CS tab!
Note: Might not be able to get to this until tomorrow night - hence why I am only taking on a single role-play. I hope everyone understands! I will set time aside specifically tomorrow night though! =D
Was looking into getting back into a single role-play, since my life is busy but also I've gotten through a bad spell and go figure what I run into! I admire the fact that you're unwilling to let this die, so count me in!

Time & Date Stamp: Jan 1st, 8:27 P.M.
Weather: Snowy
Location: Queen of Hearts Bar
Interacting with: Effie (@ineffably), Ayla (@Camey), Kaïte (@Lumiere)


Ardella smiled amusing then and glanced to Ayla for a moment, flashing a cute smile. "I had a suspicion you may ask that question, at least in relation to my sentience." Still, despite her own apparent enjoyment of the conversation, she still kept unusually still for any human, hinting at perfect motor control of her body. "I presume I possess as much sentience as any human, though I also believe is much different as I am quite synthetic. While a human is born with genes and biological programming, so to speak, mine is far more rigid in many cases. Essentially my primary functions and base programming is akin to a human's base personality, however everything built up from that is my own experience, my own emotions, and my own thoughts." There was a subtle shine, even in her cybernetic eyes as she smiled just slightly more. "So, going onto the second question, my wants and desires are both of my independent wants combined with my base programming - so while I was made to serve, it also gives me a lot of joy to do so. Though combat is less enjoyable for the action, for me. Rather, I enjoy it because I like protecting others."

Taking a moment to pause, she slowly bit her lip, showing first the first time a more causal and human habit than her normal formal and polite aura. "In fact, I've even developed a preference in my Master, at least that I'd much rather a female one to serve. I have also discovered or developed some other habits as well, from simple experience I've had with my previous Mistress." Glancing to Ayla, she blushed slightly and bowed her head. "Apologizes however, I did not mean to overshadow. I think that's all I'll say for now so miss Nez may also reply." Even on her behalf, despite knowing much of how Ayla seemed to 'function,' Ardella was clearly treating the fellow android simply as another sentient being, giving her the same respect as she was anyone else.
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