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intro ♚ december

WELCOME TO POLGAR

We’ve all had those dreams: you wake up on a table, to blurry, ominous images and the certainty that you are absolutely buck-naked in a room full of strangers. This is not quite it.

Instead, you come awake to the sun on your face. The soft burble of water nearby. The hustle and bustle of a busy street and the faint, fortifying smell of bread. You open your eyes and there’s no one there at your bedside, but there is what appears to be the end of the world happening just beyond your window.

There’s a crack in the world across the sky, the “sun” is the totally unnatural light spilling from that crack straight into your eyes, and someone’s left a neatly pressed and folded uniform at the foot of the bed that isn’t yours. Somewhere in the room, there’s a strange clatter like beads, the click of claws on the floor.

Something’s in here with you.

Also, you are naked.

ONE ♟ My Anaconda Don’t

Brace yourselves, Heroes, for Prime Minister Teddy has a special announcement for you today. It’ll be delivered either via carrier or mechanical pigeon.

	Woman? Hello, Heroes! Hmm? Who am I? If I don’t tell you who you are, you’re calling the police? Ahaha, no need to be so hasty!
	Thierry Toussaint It’s me, Teddy! The prime minister. This might be overwhelming for the new arrivals, but we need everyone’s help for this mission. Have you heard of the Alfersa? They’re a proud warrior race that live in Polgar. They’re said to be blessed by the goddess Gladia since they’re naturally strong, sensitive to mana, and skilled in combat. I guess they’re pretty much like our Knights? Without the magical talent, of course. We’re hoping they’ll lend us a hand in protecting Blanc. The Alfersa are distrustful of men, so negotiations have been difficult… Now that the Gladia Games are underway, I’m hoping to meet some beautiful women—I mean, recruits! It’s a recruitment drive, after all! Right, Alex?
	Alexandre Verdoni Prime Minister, I don’t know what possessed you to think your ridiculous ideas will actually work, but please refrain from making a scene at the Games.
	Thierry Toussaint Ah, ah. [ waves a finger at ] It’s not Prime Minister. It’s Zeed Stun, an enigmatic beauty from the East! Alex, come with us!
	Alexandre Verdoni No. Please refrain from making transparent aliases undercover. Heroes, the Alfersans have an extremely matriarchal society. The Prime Minister recommends that you follow his example to fall in their leader’s good graces, but I personally find it unnecessary. Stand tall, be proud, and may Gladia bless you on your journey. Oh, and… dress light. Get some sunscreen.

You’ll be given time to prepare before heading out. This is when you decide if you’ll follow after PM Teddy’s example or not. He has provided a generous number of colorful dresses to choose from. Unsure of how to pull off a good look? Ask your fellow Heroes or the maids and butlers of Hall of Glory for assistance.

Once you’ve made it safely to Polgar, you’ll be greeted with a feast for the eyes. A procession appears to be underway with several nubile women dancing to the beat of drums. For every pause in the drumming, anklets fill the air with a sweet, chiming sound. Leading the parade are scantily-clad shrine maidens. Should you happen to stumble too close, you will be greeted with an icy stare. Waiting at the end of the road is the matriarch of the Alfersans…

	Thierry Toussaint O Gracious One, I am Zeed Stun. Today, I am here to show you the dance of my people—
	??? You have a snake.
	Thierry Toussaint I’m sorry?
	??? You have [ grabs between his legs ] a snake.
	Thierry Toussaint Guh!
	??? [ in one fluid motion, the woman smears Teddy’s makeup off and makes him her personal footrest. for the first time since the Heroes’ arrival, she smiles. ] … Oh, praise Gladia. So these are the Heroes She said I would meet. I am Diana Serpente, Queen of the Alfersa, Lady of the Serpents, and head priestess of Gladia’s temple. Gladia has been telling me all about you. Ever since you put the soul of my ancestor to rest, I’ve been thinking of a way to repay you. After receiving this [ digs her heels into Teddy’s back ] pitiful man’s request, I should have known it all along… Lending you our strength was the answer.
	Thierry Toussaint Thank y—ugh!!
	Diana Serpente [ steps off Teddy… ] However, we don’t help just anyone. What’s friendship… [ lifts the chin of the nearest female Hero ] without a little intimacy? The Gladia Games are underway. I invite you all to join us in the festivities! Before we fight, let us make merry in the name of Gladia!

As you walk around Polgar, you’ll lay eyes on the various shops, with those specialized in weapons and armor the most renowned and high quality of them all. Female Heroes are in luck as they will receive discounts. Male Heroes will have to pay the regular price regardless of what they look like. However, those who didn’t decide to look pretty for the occasion will find a much increased price tag. If you’re in desperate need of colle, these shops will let you polish and arrange their merchandise for a decent wage.

TWO ♟ It’s a Jungle Out There

As per tradition, everyone participating in the Gladia Games must hunt down the monsters near the city. It is believed that Gladia herself sends them a different beast each year. This year, giant spiders crawl dangerously close to Polgar’s outskirts. Bring parts of the spider back to the city as proof of your skill and valor. Those who kill fifteen or more spiders win ONE of these fabulous prizes: one high quality weapon or armor, their very own pet anaconda or a night with Teddy!

In the Polgarian jungles, the humid air is thick with blood. Ferns and heavy branches covered in thick moss make the area difficult to navigate. Reedy sunlight filters in through the trees. You have a feeling that you are being watched… In fact, venomous snakes might jump out of the underbrush! Should you get bitten, have another Hero heal or help you suck out the venom. But don’t get distracted; danger looms from above as well. Like in the forests between Caissa and Petrosian, leafy vines are prone to descending and embracing Heroes rather intimately.

Heroes who have paid a visit to Salamanca Temple back in the day might recognize the spider nests once they’ve found them. These arachnids the size of a car will leap very high into the air and scuttle between branches to camouflage themselves during the battle. Some might even spin a cocoon for you until they come back to snack on you later. Avoid getting bitten—their venom can render you numb and unintelligible.

Kill the spiders and take down the nests, but remember: no one wants a forest fire. Safety first!

THREE ♟ Light and Sweet, Hot and Heavy

The Alfersans will welcome you back once you return to Polgar and are happy to take the spider parts off your hands. You didn’t forget to bring them with you, did you?

The festivities are now in full swing! Heroes, hit the streets for the citywide party! Large trays with food are being passed around as Alfersans view the close sharing of food as an act of camaraderie. It is customary for men to feed the women by hand. Yes, with their fingers. Alfersans will also encourage Heroes to join their dances, and some will keep dancing in front of you until you agree. As it turns out, dancing together actually only means holding hands and taking a jovial stroll around the shrines. You should be light on your feet and stay in rhythm, but the ritual isn’t too difficult.

Dancing may be good for the soul but your feet can only carry you so long until you are tired. Why not check into one of the many resorts? Or check out the far more numerous high-class brothels? Or perhaps you’d rather spend a relaxing day at the hot springs, spas or restaurants? The hot springs in particular are quite special here, as they are heated by the kiss of molten hot magma, blessed by Gladia herself. They possess healing properties, yes, but more curiously, if you happen to soak in the warmth for too long, you may start to feel a bit… virile.

INFO ♟ Welcome!

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Edited 2016-12-08 20:04 (UTC)

[Top-levels for individual room interaction or mingling at Weapon and Carrier collections at the Hall of Glory may go here.]

l'armour. {one}

[As a lover of things aplenty, especially sharp and dangerous things, Nero had naturally been attracted to Polgar's mercantile offerings. Unfortunately, there's just one problem: even with a generous discount applied, she's absolutely broke, and she also absolutely must have the golden breastplate shimmering in the window. Talk about a dilemma.

...except it isn't, really. Begging may be beneath her as an emperor, but negotiating certainly was not. That's why she "negotiates" her way to the side of the nearest Hero and smiles.]

Oh, what's this I see? From first glance, your pocketbook seems rather stuffed.

[Pat, pat. Yes, she just felt up your backside, shamelessly.]

We should take care to lighten this immediately, I feel! This way, this way...!

on the vine. {two}

[Nero was many things at heart: an emperor, an artist, a visionary, a scholar. But in her heart of hearts, she was also an adventurer, a Hero in her own eyes and for all history, so of course she jumped at the chance to strut her stuff and collect a few spider parts. Not even for the reward as much as the thrill, although... this may have been more thrill than she bargained for.

Or perhaps not enough. Because right now, she's caught in the grips of a rather friendly snag of vines, though she doesn't look too bothered by it. This too was valuable experience.]

Now, mind yourself. I am no mere floozy to be courted through brutish tactics alone!

[...actually, it looks like she's trying to scold the beast into submission. That's certainly an interesting tactic.]

feed me. {three}

[And thus Nero has found herself a throne.

Should she have been allowed such a luxury? Probably not, but she'd caught on fast to the Polgar tradition of feminine domination and quickly played it to her advantage. Seated high above the festivities on a golden pillow, Nero chats up the Alfersa while sizing up her food for the evening. Her food not being the literal kind, but the men she will soon devour.

When she sees someone she likes, she calls out to them.]

You there. Come forth.

[If they are male, she will demand to be fed. If they are female, she will demand a dance. If they are clearly neither, she'll try to pull them straight onto her lap! How forward.]

wildcard.

[Spider battles, brothel visits, a dip in the hot springs, whatever! Nero can be found almost everywhere, so don't be afraid to invent your own prompt.]

I do not think your tactics will work. {He may seem like nothing more than a glowing sword at first. Aragorn cuts at the vines, keeping a cautious eye on any movement in the undergrowth.} They do not listen to reason.

{And more dangerous beasts lurk within the shadows.}

1-A

[ The good news? Keiji knows how to dress pretty. It won't get him a discount or any favors of course, later on everyone learns the Alfersa are perceptive and it'd be best to not get... grabbed down there. But the bishounen upkeep is enough of a natural skill for him that he'd be happy to help fellow heroes out, whether they're guy or girl. Or if they actually want to go through with this silly plan of Mister, er, Miss Stun. ]

Do you want me to fix your hair? It helps make it convincing! You know, complete the look and all.

[ His own hair goes down his back and looks pretty tidy with some hairpins, it might be a good offer. He managed to get a comb and some accessories from one of the maids that took well to getting an extra hand for all this dress-up. One wonders how they feel about their Prime Minister's plans. ]

1-B

[ Well! That is certainly one hell of a way to welcome Heroes. Or heaven in Keiji's case, because look at all those lovely ladies in clothes that do their job and accentuate the right things... They sure are proud ladies.

Yeah, you can expect how well having an attitude like that does for a guy in Polgar. ].

Don't worry about it! I've been hit with worse in my life.

[ He's bleeding. It's right at his temple and drips down the side of his face before he rubs it away and applies some pressure to the wound. He sounds very light-hearted about it, hoping that his fellow Hero won't worry... or go easy on the scolding. Either or. ]

It's hard not to stare, to be honest.

[ A sheepish smile. He can't say he regrets it though... He likes women, and he likes strong, competent women too! Something something poetic about passion and fiery hearts. However, "quiet appreciation" of the female from does not fly here unless you want to end up a footstool. One imagines even saying it out loud, instead of being quiet ends up worse...

Ii Naotora, if you were here, eat your heart out, Miss Protector of women's hearts. ]

3-something

[ FOOD. After a day of spider hunting and vine-cutting, what a perfect way to end the day. It's not all stuff that he recognizes, and while it can't compare to stuff back home from Sis Matsu's kitchen, the feeling of celebration is a welcome one. Still, this is a new place, a new world even, and Keiji's curiosity is getting the better of him. The Hero thing may be starting to settle in his mind, but it's not going to change that he likes a free-spirited lifestyle. One that comes and goes... like now. ]

Hey, you want to take a walk? I want to go explore, and I bet you too. C'mon!

[ Whoever they are that was approaches, Keiji gently tugs on their sleeve with one hand, the other has a plate of dumplings snagged from the table he was at. The filling is a mystery for the non-natives, but still delicious with the spongy bread shell! also perfect for snacking on the go. ]

wildcard option!

((Want to do something else from this log's prompts? Sure! I'm up for anything.))

Edited 2016-12-09 04:06 (UTC)

one

[thrust into strange new events in a strange new world, nakigitsune found himself entirely out of his depth the minute he woke up today. unsure what the correct thing to do is in a situation like this, and without his trusty fox for advice, he finds himself wandering aimlessly through the streets of polgar. in a dress.

he didn't put any effort whatsoever into this getup, and he's not exactly used to dresses in the first place, but hopefully he still looks okay? not that he cares about that. what has his attention right now is the people! the buildings! the shops! he's basically wandering around wide-eyed like an adventurous kid off his toddler leash. what's this! what's that! what's the other thing!

later, you might also find him putting great care into polishing weapons for the shops. their well-being is important, after all.]

three

[ah yes, a nice relaxing feast after a hard day's work. the food really is good, and he doesn't mind the hand-feeding if anybody wants him to do that. the dancing seems easy enough to do, too, though however easy it might be, he's still a little shy about actually doing it.

which means, of course, that at some point he manages to get stuck with a friendly reveler insisting he join in. dance! dance! dance! as the flustered not-quite-fox awkwardly tries to wave the stranger away.

will anybody come to save him! or maybe you're the one inviting him to dance! or something to do with food?

unrelated to that, if he finds someone else being a wallflower (or having anything noticeably fox-related on them), then hello! he's staring at you! this probably means something.]

[Oh you poor sweet child. Jirou is so worried about your well being! Wandering around the streets...wearing that dress all wrong.

No really. That's actually his first concern. Mainly because the little fox sword is obviously okay right now so obviously he plans to focus on the fact that said sword needs fashion help. Badly.]

Naki-chaaaaaan. That's not how you wear that!

[And he's sweeping in to cup his face with both his hands, smiling sweetly. Of course he has a dress on too but he looks flawless in it right down to hair and makeup. Which is no surprise really given his beauty.]

Come here with Jirou-san and he'll get you fixed up.

one

[ It is somewhat disappointing to learn just how bad Blanc is at being a sugar daddy. Clothes? Check. Bed and board? Check? Weapon? Check. Money? That’s where things start to fall apart. Answers to what is going on and why Toma has been dragged from the comforts of his home in order to fight some war in a world he wasn’t part of before? A little less than a vague shrug and the standard explanation.

He’d like a refund.

Which he unfortunately won’t be getting and what’s left to do is to tackle the first issue at hand. That being the lack of colle. It’s a good thing that Toma’s already used to working so when one of the shopkeepers asks him if he wants to earn a little extra, he wastes no time and jumps on it.

Polishing armor isn’t too different from washing dishes. The smell of the wooden floor is nostalgic to Toma so when the doorbell tinkles, he immediately lifts his head to smile at whoever just came in.

And greets them with a well practised 'Welcome back, Master!' or ‘Welcome home, Mistress!’

...Old habits die hard? ]

two

[ Toma’s breath leaves him in short, quick puffs as he lowers himself to hide behind a tree. This is madness, pure madness. He doesn’t know much about other Heroes yet but aside from traditional archery classes, Toma has no battle experience whatsoever. And being tossed straight into the cold water (or rather, hot jungle) isn’t going to endear the entire matter of the war to him. At all.

Whiners don’t get very far in life though.

So Toma takes a deep breath and pushes himself back up. The bite wound on the back of his upper arm throbs in time with his heartbeat. Sweat trickles down his temple which he wipes away with hasty fingers.

He can’t stay here and hide forever. He has spiders to hunt down and who knows - Maybe someone out there is in some dire need of backup? ]

wildcard!
Or tell me what you want, what you really, really want.

[it's an important concern...at least he's not wearing it backwards? probably.

the little fox sword's eyes widen slightly at that familiar voice, but before he can turn to look he's already got his face caught between the oodachi's hands. staring....despite his lack of face mask and the awkward position he still feels kind of relieved now, so there won't be any struggle here. familiar jirou! no comment on the dress because he's always in one? a different dress, but jirou looks as pretty as usual, so obviously there's nothing for naki to say on that subject. ~~what are compliments~~

he opens his mouth silently for a few seconds before he manages an] ...Okay.

[ Something is familiar, but he can't a place a finger on it. He starts by going through his own things, through the small but growing collection of items that he's gathered so far, and then through Jumin's things (those bunny ears are still super appealing to him for some reason) before realizing it has nothing to do with what is in his shared bedroom.

Then, he goes out into the hall. He turns his head, looks left and right. Something stands out with the door to his right and across the hall, and he stares intently at the number. "K206". Not his room, but for some reason, he feels immediately compelled to enter the room regardless of who may or may not be in it.

Head still on a swivel, his attention immediately turns to the one bed that has a person in it. They're sleeping. He can't tell who it is, but he's very interested to find out.

Which is why Keaton how prods the covers very, very gently. For some reason, he doesn't feel the need to be rambunctious or even overly curious; every movement is measured. Just in case... ]

[ Dancing isn't Keaton's thing. It's probably a thing for other people (or kitsune for that matter), but a proud Wolfskin isn't going to be dancing. No-sir-ee. Not even a thought. Hence, his wallflower status. Then again, there are plenty of alleyways for him to explore, which is why he's surprised to immediately bump into Naki as soon as he exits one with a one (1) small bag of something. ]

Hey, watch out. You don't want to be shaking---

[ ... he looks oddly familiar. An awkward stare and ear twitch soon follows. ]

--- you alright?

[ Keaton may not have fox things, but he's close enough to one, right? Except 100% cooler. ~~jk foxes are cooler what am I saying~~ ]

Saber...?

[ Irisviel was very worried because not only was she concerned that Saber was... addressing her strangely, plus was that her hand on her backside?! She blinks, rather alarmed as she was lead towards the stalls. ]

Are you alright?

[ Then she sees that Saber is indicating towards the golden breastplate. ]

Um... this looks like something Gilgamesh would have in his Gate of Babylon.

[ which was her way of saying it was kinda gaudy....... ]

Oh! Certainly...

[ says Irisviel with a small smile. Unlike the other the new people she's encountered, he seems much more... happy? And less concerned about where he is and what he's doing here.

And then she notices the dumplings in his hand. ]

Are you sure those are safe to eat?

[alleyways are nice and quiet! a refuge from the festivities, especially when you're not sure you want to actually be part of said festivities. and seeing a guy with big furry ears is much more interesting anyway! is he a fox? he's a fox, right? totally a fox! and that's why naki's staring at your ears.

and the rest of you, i guess? his gaze moves back to keaton's face when he talks, at least. is he fine? he's...he's not hurt! yes.]

.....I'm fine.

[ Toma's brows are furrowed in his sleep and his lips have a twist to them as if he's experiencing something unpleasant. A town under siege. Something flying through the air and landing with a deafening noise.

Which, oddly enough, sends cats running everywhere.

A girl astride a snake. Her lips are forming words but they don't stick to Toma's hazy mind, to his dreams. But he does feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins and his fingers twitch a bit as he nocks an arrow in his dreams.

He's going to be fighting for his life.

It's unpleasant. Worrying, actually, and Toma's face twists further in his sleep.

Until he feels the gentle, cautious touch against his hip. It seems to pierce through the fog and the haze and the uncertainty of the dream and his eyes blink open, the rapid breathing evening out as consciousness returns.

…?!

The room is unfamiliar, the ceiling isn't his and as he looks around, his eyes land on an unfamiliar person. The sight of the wolf ears should surprise him and yet it doesn't. Curious. ]

...Where am I? And who are you?

[ Calm, Toma, he cautions himself. Get as much information as you can. ]

[ Whatever dream Toma has is lost on Keaton, which is obvious as he's no mind reader, but he recognizes the struggle and the concentration stressed on his brow and the small but telling movements in his bed. Whether the Wolfskin is aware of the fact he broke the man out of his dreams (or nightmares) isn't so obvious, but he is still cognizant that he did wake him up into this world.

The relaxed posture that Keaton took while examining the sleeper suddenly stiffens, tail immediately sitting up against his back and ears pointed in Toma's direction. His voice is familiar, yet not so, and an odd, discomforting sensation stretches from toes all the way up to his heart.

Unusual. ]

Oh. You're awake. [ Did he look like that before? Sleeping and dreaming about explosive cats? IF ONLY! But Toma's asking questions, he should do his best to answer them. ]

We're in the Hall of Glory in Caissa. [ It's only taken him forever to learn the names of the places he's been to so far. ] It's the capital of the nation of... Blanc? [ He hesitates, almost calling it Hoshido. ]

And I'm Keaton! Pleased to meet you.

[ That's when his tail starts to wag, happy that he could at least introduce himself... even if he doesn't have all the answers, he's sure he can help this guy out. In fact, he feels like he's almost obligated to. Something about his eyes makes him feel that way. ]

[ Behold, the power of optimism in the face of adversity. Also good company. Pretty company! He might be a little concerned about what he's doing here (and another issue whenever they get back to Caissa), but it's nothing that he can put off and deal with later! ]

Thanks! I feel honored to share a walk with such a gentle beauty.

[ A wink. The Alfersa are stunning and have every right to be proud, no doubt about that. But it's important to befriend other Heroes! Compliments help with that. ]

I'm sure! I cleared a plate earlier, and I'm pretty sure this is the same kind.

[ Just is case, he takes a bite out of one. It's still not pork filling, but when he's sure it's alright with a nod, he holds out a fresh one for Iri as he balances the plate in his free hand.

...The hand feeding thing is cute, but she's free to just grab it. ]

[ ...

As confusion and disbelief fight to gain the upper hand inside of Toma's chest, he brings a hand to his mouth to hide the downturn of his lips. Blanc? Caissa? He hasn't heard those names before and he should feel doubtful that he's being told the truth. This could just be a prank. Some bizarre dream.

But then his eyes meet Keaton's once more and he searches for the slightest hint that the other might be lying. And he sees eyes which are clear, bright and full of mischief. Déjà-vu hits Toma like a sledgehammer and he has to tear his gaze away to rid himself of the sensation. What in the world was that? ]

Pleased to meet you, too. I'm Toma. ...You don't really sound too sure about this nation's name. Why's that?

[ And there it is, Toma's usual smile. Friendly, polite. Calm. Distant. Something warns him that Keaton got too close once even through that should be impossible.

...?

There is a rhythmic sound coming from behind Keaton and Toma leans to the side to peer past Keaton. And sees the tail gently thwapping against the bed in tentative delight.

Huh. ]

[ Real talk, as much fun Shinano has being a well treated foster child by warlords, there's no denying that he misses his family! It's a big one, and full of so much love...

Shinano also took a part time job to handle and arrange the merchandise at this particular store. The Alfersa ladies are nice to people if you work hard! Shinano has learned that working hard is good, even when he doesn't normally like chores. Still, this is even worth more than the pay, it has a Nakigitsune!

Sorry Naki, he's going to sneak over to where he's polishing the weapons, and when Naki is done and sets down the weapon... You know because he has to make sure he doesn't accidentally injure his relative...

He’s going to get a gentle tackle from behind! Bless his Camouflage stat. ]

[here's naki, minding his own business, making all these weapons nice and shiny and neat, when suddenly! Suddenly he's beset upon by a wild rampaging....tantou. By which I mean he gets gently pushed forward a bit by the tackle and turns around to stare like who what why--ah.]

Shinano?

[ Ah, Keaton is now a fox! Admittedly, he'd be a pretty awful fox--- they're really good at looking beautiful no matter the situation and fixated on staying clean. Keaton doesn't care about either of those things, which is why his tail looks like there are a few branches and some dust bunnies in it. ]

Hm, if you say so. Good thing, too, because I don't know what would happen if the thing in this bag got out.

[ He gives it a few shakes for good measure! It doesn't look like there's anything heavy, but something makes a sound. A buzz? A rattle? A squeak? ]

If it'll make you happy, I can stay near you. It'll make it look like we're both involved in the... party or something.

[ Moving to Naki's side, the Wolfskin's tail gently swishes side-to-side, even coming into contact with the not-fox-not-sword. ]

[this guy is kind of dirty-looking...but they just got out of the jungle? maybe he hasn't had time to clean up yet. naki's giving him the benefit of the doubt here.

he stares at the bag though, wondering what's inside. a mouse? a konnosuke? a tsukumogami!? honestly there's so much to stare at here, he's not sure what to focus on...he does nod though, before trying to glance back at that tail. surreptitiously. and then back at the bag?

um.

hm.

well.

......no, he's still not saying anything. but he's curious nonetheless!]

[ Toma? Not that Keaton's heard strange names before and honestly Toma's is a little bizarre, but why does it weigh on his mind so heavily? It's like he should recognize and remember things, stuff like happiness and fond memories, but instead all there is some unknown second-hand embarrassment. Some regret. Buried along with these things, a crumb of relief, knowing that whoever Toma is, that he's safe and secure with no harm having come to him. ]

Oh, it's still relatively new to me. [ A frown, as he moves around the room. It's just like his, only there's a lot of emptiness. Was this room new, or perhaps heroes have come and gone? The room smells fresh and clean sans the unmistakeably warm scent that emanates from... ]

Toma, huh. [ He turns back around, his tail having been doing its best to reveal his general confusion. Whatever wagging that had occurred before has stilled his ragged looking wagger, and he thoughtfully raises a hand to pass over his own hair. ]

You know, you're lucky. Kind of. Doesn't seem like you have any roommates. I thought I had two, but I guess it's now just me and one other.

[ He's not really jealous. If anything, it would've been nice if he was taken to their room. Who knows, it might have been a Real Adventure of some sort. ]

Right, I should let you know that any of your personal stuff didn't come with you. It took me a while to realize that no one was lying to me about that very significant detail.

[ BEASTSTONE, WE HARDLY KNEW YE... ]

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intro ♚ december

QUESTIONS

HALL OF GLORY

WEAPON & CARRIER COLLECTION

nero claudius | open

On the Vine

Keiji Maeda | Sengoku Basara

nakigitsune | open

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Toma | ota!

K206

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it's time

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my body is ready

so is mine

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when i get a paid the first thing i'm uploading is more surprise faces

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