Mangrale

The 20th Floor ~ Sword Art Online

Varen

@Noodles
"You're the prisoner," Varen agreed through an enthused grin, giving her a big, energetic nod prior to her departing to the distance to spectate. He watched as she did so. It really appeared to him that she was indeed calling it quits and he internally enjoyed his gut being right for a change. "Ah ah ah," he patronizingly yet playfully wagged his finger at her. "You had me at 'kill the rest'."

Ready to head back into the fray, Varen paused to realize that the party was coming his way. Isamu had quickly intercepted the dagger user, leaving the familiar initiate charging the spear wielder, Varen recognizing his glowing dagger as readying a skill, likely another Slash of Silence. So... Not pig chow after all, huh? Lucky him, he mused, thrusting a preemptive heavy thrust his way, towards his shoulder successfully landing a good hit, but not stopping the orange player who's sword scored a slice on the left side of his waist. His armor had served him well thus far, but aside from his skills being "silenced", he was within around 35% of his original HP, and a critical or particularly strong attack could kill him.

Varen managed to meet the initiate's sword with his spear, his hands holding the pole at either side of the sword, the two players engaged in a gritty match of strength. "Who, her...?!" he asked Isamu in as lightly as his strained voice could muster, his attention to his opponent but already knowing which girl he's referring to. "Well, funny story actually...! You see: We got to talking...! and it turns out we have a lot in common...! Eventually, she just couldn't bare to kill me...! (Low Grunt) and surrendered!" Pulling back his spear, Varen strenuously shoved it and the initiate's sword back and upward. "What can I say?!" In a single, vicious motion, he pivoted as he lunged forward, his spear gaining in force till it was eventually rammed into the swordsman's chest. "I'm irresistible..."

Camp Castaway

Cecilia looked on, silently flinching twice, once as Edmond dashed into a door and a second time when Spirit brutally slapped Mystery. Ed was immediately helped up by Neric who then receded back into James. A worried look came over her face, but she believed she understood. Still, she couldn't wait until the day Neric felt fully comfortable around others, even a group of rambunctious teenagers - not that things couldn't be a little calmer however. Walking steadily passed the doors and into the dining hall, she slowly made her way in line, filling her tray with assorted food items that looked even better to her considering how hungry she was. Glimpsing down to her tray a moment, she wondered if she'd be allowed in the kitchen some day to make something herself. She thought it could be fun to work with what the camp had at its disposal.

Camp Castaway

@KatherinWinter
I believe 1Hawkeyes still has not returned since 6 days ago. Otherwise, I'm fairly certain everyone who's active has posted.

The 20th Floor ~ Sword Art Online

It's quite alright. :)

Just don't go spoiling the movie for me or anything and we're good. XD

Camp Castaway

Cecilia walked along with the group near the rear, "to where" she didn't know, so she kept quiet. She was willing to carry Spirit, doubtful that her human form's weight would carry over to her rabbit form. But she didn't mind it when Mystery arrived to carry his sister instead. She seemed rather cranky, but hopefully after the meal she'll have time for a proper rest for a change. Cecilia could hear her own stomach subtly growl, rather embarrassing. Confident that no one heard it through their own conversations, she carried a mild smile as the campers continued on their way.

Camp Castaway

@LiegeLord
Cecilia shared a smile between James and Neric. It sounded like there was quite a lot of traveling they still wanted to do. Above all else she might have thought, she wished them luck. "Yeah, I think we should get going," she said regarding the announcement as she stood up and brushed some leaves and grass from her legs. She noticed the newcomer along with James, nodding in recognition to her friend's suggestion. "Spirit looks so peaceful, but I'd rather not leave her here... I'll see if I can wake her."

@The1Rolling1Boy@Blueflame
"Spirit?... Spirit?... Spirit..." Cecilia repeatedly whispered to the sleeping rabbit girl as softly as she could, kneeling down beside to her. "I don't want to leave you here... I... I could carry you if you want," she suggested. In that way Spirit could sleep and still come to lunch at the same time. As she waited for Spirit to answer, Cecilia looked up and gave a friendly wave to Max. "Hi there, I'm pretty sure it's time for lunch. I'll join as soon as I can. I'm just trying to get my friend here to come along," she affably added before redirecting her attention back to Spirit.

Camp Castaway

@LiegeLord
Cecilia raised an eyebrow when she heard Neric's answer. She had the feeling he wasn't referring to Paris Texas or even Tennessee. She was also interested in hearing Jame's choice. She hadn't visited Seattle before and, after listening to James, she entertained the possibility of going there someday. "The most interesting place I've been to..." she it mulled over, her hand opposite Neric curling over her chin. "It's tough, but I guess I'll go with that time I visited Portland Maine for a few days when I was a kid. I remember when my dad took me to a children's museum; I spent the entire day running around and getting lost. I even saw a play performed by some of the local kids there. Plus I remember enjoying the sights and sounds of the city as well as a park or two," she recalls fondly, then smiling at James. "I might be too old for the museum now, but I wouldn't mind visiting Maine again at some point," she admitted, giggling lightly, then hearing the bell. "Hmm? Time for lunch already."

Camp Castaway

@The1Rolling1Boy@LiegeLord
Cecilia peeked over at Spirit, seeing her fall asleep with a very noticeable smile, herself smiling in turn. There was something about her sleeping peacefully. Looking at her now, she'd never have guessed she'd went through something so horrible. Cecilia had to admit, it was an eventful day and a rest did sound good. She remembered about her drawing supplies, wondering if she would get a chance to get them today. Her hand softly tracing over Neric's back, she thought it would be an interesting challenge to try drawing him eventually. She thought of at least starting a conversation, but decided to wait until the candy fully dissolved. "Guys?" She addressed James and Neric kinda quietly so as not to wake Spirit. "You've been traveling for a while, right? I was wondering: What would both of you say to be the best or most interesting place you've visited?" she curiously asked. Perhaps they each had a different place they liked and for different reasons. Either way, she'd love to hear it.

Camp Castaway

@The1Rolling1Boy
Shipping is such an ugly word. :p

I write what Cecilia is feeling and hopefully make it as natural as can be. Sometimes I succeed, sometimes I don't. I am only half the equation however. I wouldn't want to force it. Know what I mean?

There's no hurry. I'm still trying to keep track myself. I can try and make another character status list like I did before when I get the chance if you want.

Camp Castaway

@LiegeLord@The1Rolling1Boy
Cecilia watched as Neric leaves her shoulder and curls up in cat form next her, petting him although slower and more softly, not wanting to prevent him from resting if he wanted to. She wouldn't say she was used to all the spectacular things she's seen today, but it helps to take it in stride when one of them feels this comfortable around her. Cecilia easily caught the candy James sent her way. "Oh? Thanks James. You really didn't have to," she said gratefully. She looked at it for a second. James likely wasn't planning on giving them away when he got them and she couldn't just ignore that. Still, she didn't want to appear rude or ungrateful. She unwrapped the hard candy and put it in her mouth, the sweet flavor spreading throughout. "Mmmm, It's really good," she said happily, enjoying the taste of it. She relaxed, periodically pointing out a cloud or two, conjecturing as to their shape, a submarine with a thinning rear section here, a skewed bat with oddly shaped wings there. When James was looking towards the trees, Cecilia subtly looked over to him, smiling tenderly. This camp, just like everywhere she's been to, may be just a temporary stop. But after meeting everyone, and especially James and Neric, she could truly see them as a part of her life, maybe even a long term part of her life.