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Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Kota noticed the figure was still standing there, his eyebrows furrowing together as he tried to imagine what in the fucking world compelled her to stay. Does she lack a brain? Or is she plain deaf? Kotaro looked to the woman, she was most definitely a gorgeous woman. After all were reverted to real life appearances, he was taken aback slightly that a woman of her beauty would spend time on such a lackluster game as this. His hand sheathed his blade once more, the audible clicking echoed trough the nearby area as she began to approach him. He was ready to I sheath his sword before she finally sheathed her own. I need not bother you with my name.Kota replied a small sigh escaping his lips, a hand extended upwards as he pulled the hood down from his cloak. Revealing his pale face, and piercing blue eyes, long black locks accenting his figure as he peered at the girl before him. No, I don't the damn thing. It seem unreliable, and too much of a burden for me to even want to carry. You're simply lucky I found this...whatever the fuck up to no good.Kota said calmly, his hand once again ushering her away. Run along now before you get yourself killed.It was simply words of advice that he assumed any low level player would understand. His eyes however squinted as she offered to repay him. No, I don't need to be repaid or anything of that sort.Kotaro said with a small sigh as he turned on his heels. It was time for him to conquer the level anyway. Oh, yeah forgot to mention, the leader of the front liners was no other than Kotaro himself. However, no one knew of his true identity, simply receiving messages and the like anonymously from couriers and other methods. The dungeon was a calm twenty minute walk from their location, his hands stuffed in his pockets as he attempted to put as much space between this... 'Rei' character and himself. However with every waking moment he could feel it, small tantalizing eyes staring holes into his back as if he were some sort of uncooked meat. Not faltering as he attempted to make some sort of bluff, one that he was clearly capable of. Get away before I kill you myself.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

While hearing that he wasn't interested into her sword made her feel relieved, the way he talked to her like she was some useless annoying newbie drove her crazy. With madness, of course. Here she was, trying to be polite and he didn't even bother with telling her his name. Well, he was indeed quite good looking, she couldn't deny that, but his attitude made her want to kick his ass until it was sore. Thus, a scowl showed soon on her pretty face, her arms crossed under her chest as she listened to what he had to say. He didn't need anything from her, huh? Quiet a good deal, given she was tired of people being obssessed with her sword. But what could she say? And then, before she knew it, he turned his back on her. Rei parted her lips in shock. Could this guy be any meaner? Yep, appearances were sure deceiving. Oh, so after playing the chivalrous guy now you act high and mighty and ignore me? she called out, before giving him a death glare. He really kept walking. A forced smile made its way on her face. She had to do something else she would not feel alright. I see... I'm guessing that you're one of those guys who can't cope with women. Or rather, they're scared of them. Or is it the doubt that you can't protect another person aside from yourself, so having me follow would be a much too harder task for you? Mhm... I wonder which it is... Maybe both? she inquired, obviously to taunt him.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

As she spoke his ears perked up slightly, she was petty much accusing him of being a horrible person or some kind of bullshit like that. It was simple, he helped her, and she felt some sense of entitlement that dictated due to the fact he was a man and alive, that it was his duty to protect her. Or some kind of chivalrous bullshit like that, true he did enjoy assisting those in need...however when people speak with an aura of entitlement...to say the least, the fucks he could give could be counted with zeros. However the more she continued on, the more he laughed. Her words were enough to ease him from his usual daily woes of being trapped in a game that could literally result in the death of him, and many others around him. It was a strange truth...how one simple measly girl could change his view on what was happening around him. Well..I'm trying, but it doesn't work so well when you just keep blabbing on and on and on. Kota simply looked forward still moving without bothering to take a look back at the woman who trailed behind him. Cope with women? I don't believe I ever said that did I? However...the overbearing individual like yourself, who needs someone to protect her everywhere she goes for the rest of her god damn life...yeah no I'd rather not protect one of those.Kota retorted a small laugh escaping his lips. Turning swiftly he began to walk on his back feet, the cloak disappearing from his body to reveal clothing that grabbed every crevace of his being in just the right places. Revealing, even in the real world he was relatively...muscular. I can protect a fucking army to be honest, but I'd rather not have a newbie follow me to what will most definitely be her death. Kota said with a small chuckle, his eyes squinting as he looked to the young figure. Now run along before you get lost in these woods, you don't need to enter the dungeon. Kota said calmly, as the trees behind him parted to reveal a large door embellished in silver embroidery. Just inside of it as the doors opened was a safe room, there the front liners were collected. A plethora of higher level players arming up and preparing for the battle before them.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Rei had come to a conclusion. He was getting on her nerves with his arrogance and there she was, following him like a lost puppy or something. Wasn't this humiliating enough? But no, he just kept pointing out how helpless she was and how much of a troublesome one she would be. I'm not that damn weak as to need being protected 'all' the time for the rest of my life. she quickly corrected him, somehow hoping that her stares could hurt him enough to make him feel sorry for what he's saying. A look of surprise showed on her face as he turned around and removed his cloak to flaunt his muscles. He was indeed quite handsome on another note. But why was she thinking of such a matter anyway? Eye-catching or not, he was still mean, so she would just be an idiot if she let the appearances fool her. Oh, really? You think I'm that easy to kill? I'd like to see you try kill me by yourself. she taunted, confident enough that she could take on a single player, even as powerful as he was. After all, that's what she was good at, the most. In spite of the breaks her sword would usually take, it was because she knew the behavior of the Red Thorn, that she was now agile enough to dodge and avoid most of the attacks during the short period she would have to cope without her sword. Practice is what leads to perfection, so Rei did follow that advice and tried to better her skills. Being unable to protect herself in case she was surrounded by a group was her weakness, but that was why she was this intent on persuading this stranger to let her come along. She needed someone who could help in such cases. No, in fact, she didn't need to be entirely protected. She just needed some aid at the times she would be unable to use the Red Thorn. And given how many people wanted her sword, even the ones who had a higher level than her, she did need someone like the one she was currently following. Another frown followed as he told her to leave. Should she just give up like that, or pester on? But, there was a dungeon he was going to, and unfortunately, she doubted she would be able to come out alive of this with her lower level. However, if she did manage to do something like help out and somehow stay alive... maybe she would make him change his mind. Besides, whether she died now, or died later at the hand of one of those groups who were after her, it would be the same thing. If she did manage to do as she planned, she would at least win something out of this. Peaking around him, she scowled again. But only because there were a lot more players gathered for this battle, all of them a higher level. Rubbing her chin thoughtfully, she took a few moments to come to a final decision. She would do this. She would follow him and take a risk.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Kotaro nodded to fellow players that approached him, the entire group had begun brainstorming ideas for the last few hours as to how to take down the boss, due to the creature being relatively reckless the group was unsure what to do exactly. The only thing they knew was that the armadillo creature which was ridden with spikes protruding from it's shell and body was very dangerous. It was fast, and unpredictable in it's movements and attacks therefore it was difficult for a collected group of frontliners to figure out how to retaliate, however that didn't matter...for even though they didn't know, Kotaro was better at things of this sort than he would let people know. Sorry to disappoint you...but I don't kill people for no reason.Kotaro spoke calmly, his hands running over papers and objects the group had put together to prepare for the fight, occassionally turning to assist a player as he could simply feel the woman following close behind. It was becoming rather tedious, having a girl follow you like some sort of lost puppy separated from it's owner. His eyebrows furrowed together as he redirected his attention to her once again. I'm warning you one more time, get out of here before you get yourself hurt. This isn't anything a normal low level like yourself can handle....especially this one in specific.Kotaro adjusted the bracers that were wrapped around his arm as he turned to her once again. His hands both extended placing themselves on her shoulder as he forcibly turned her around. Now run along before you get any more hurt. Kotaro said pushing her forward just in time for the group to open the doors. His eyes looked down into the empty room, just as the armadillo creature crashed through the ceiling. No time to pussy out men! Let's kill the fucker!Kota exclaimed, his hand unsheathing his sword as he lead the charge into the room. It wasn't going to be an easy fight, but it wasn't necessarily impossible either. Kotaro was always the first to strike, his quick and elegant movements as he struck the creature beneath his armor and in between the spikes making the fight look more like...a dance than anything else.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Reika could only frown again at his statement, as if he was one hundred percent confident that he could kill her with no difficulties. This is how instead of looking like someone who actually sought help from another, looked like a prideful stubborn person who kept on pestering someone else. She was intent on following him until he would give in, because this was too much of a good deal to be ignorant about it. As much as she hated to beg for something of some stranger and make herself look like a pitiful one, she figured it would be a worthy sacrifice of her pride. At least until she would be out of this stupid dangerous game. Once he did pay attention to her, however, he was just as disrespectful. While she did appreciate his 'caring' nature, it annoyed her to be called a normal low level. Even if it was damn true. I'm not that- she tried to protest before suddenly being turned around, forced to leave. But- she added quickly, turning her head to see that the doors to the dungeon room opened. The expression on her face as she saw the monster was enough to show that she somehow understood what he was talking about earlier. And yet, in spite of the fact that something in the back of her mind told her it was a bad idea, something else told her that maybe she could handle this somehow. After all, once she put her mind to it, she could do anything. A line she always told herself at the worst cases. Blue eyes averted to the one she has been following until then, noticing his swift and somehow graceful moves. Even though he did have a big mouth, he really had some fine skills. Well, maybe that wasn't such big news given that that was the reason she wanted to follow him. It wasn't until she saw the door closing that she instinctively moved forward, as if some strange force pushed her to enter the danger zone. Or maybe it was just the fear that she would lose track of him if she didn't follow him everywhere. Or that she would lose a good chance to prove him something. Once in front of the battle scene, Rei did find herself a bit stunned. This was no usual boss. It was probably a first for her to see something like this. But, she didn't have any other choice, did she? She was now trapped inside and the only thing she could do was to do something helpful. But what? Her health bar was probably a quarter of what everyone else had. If that 'thing' delivered a blow, she would be dead. Both in game, and in real life. She would surely kiss bye bye to her life. Then, out of nowhere, she saw something coming forward, waking her up to reality from her day-dreaming. Eyes opened wide just in time to spot the spike coming at full speed towards her, and thankfully, she managed to avoid it in the last second, probably by an inch or two. Holy... she managed to murmur, feeling her heart beating faster out of fear.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Kotaro moved quick, knowing that without his quick thinking and speedy movement they would not have a chance of winning the battle that was now presented to them. His blade extending quickly to deflect large spikes and attacks from his fellow comrades as they continued the onslaught and barrage of attacks on the creature. It wasn't easy, the thing had a very thick skin, and if one could not find the perfect spot in between its outer shell and skin, the damage dealt to the creature would be...minimal to say the least. However his concentration did not falter, simply looking for openings and any other weaknesses they had not previously detected prior to the battle, nothing showing up...until he suddenly heard a familiar voice from earlier. Whipping around quickly, his blade raised to deflect an oncoming blow he noticed the young woman from earlier, his eyes squinting as if to make sure it was her...there was no doubt about it by the way she moved and reacted. Very sluggish...slow...and completely ungraceful, like some sort of bull in a china shop. God damn it! I fucking told you to get the hell out of here! Kota exclaimed, a sigh escaping his lips as he noticed the next attack soaring for her, grunting he made a split second decision. Pressing the spike that was against him into the ground he dove forward, just in time for his sword to come into contact with the creatures arm, pushing it away from Reika with a strong amount of force. Standing in front of her as he utilized his body as some sort of meat shield, sword primed and readied before him as he panted slightly for air. You fucking idiot...I told you to get the hell out of here. You not only endangered yourself...but those around you. Kota sighed, backing up slightly unintentionally pressing his back up against her rather...bountiful chest. It was troublesome, the cries and shouts as the men and women around him fought valiantly against the beast, yet Kota was cooped up in the corner trying to keep some low-level newbie from getting obliterated in one fatal swoop...god did he hate helping newbies in times like these. Always ending up like little lost puppies that simply get them into bigger and deeper trouble. Just...stay behind me then alright? No need to die when there's much more of this world for a newbie like yourself to explore.Kota spoke, his voice was filled with exasperation, knowing...he'd have to end it quick. The blade from earlier came to mind suddenly...the guild that had attempted to ambush her had spoken of it's qualities and unnatural capabilities...something that intrigued him thoroughly. Tilting his head over his shoulder he looked to her with a curious smile he looked into her eyes. Do you still have that sword from earlier? The one everyone wants I mean.
Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Now that she had an ounce of knowledge about what he was really talking about when he said it would be too dangerous for someone like her to enter the dungeon, Reika felt somewhat guilty that she didn't follow his advice. But even as he cursed and yelled at her from far away, what was she to do at the moment? It wasn't like she could get out of there after the doors have been closed. Therefore, she only frowned back at him, only to notice the huge creature's arm advancing towards her at a high speed. In fact, everything happened so fast, that she didn't even see when he showed up. Then again, it was probably because she closed her eyes out of fear at that very moment, that she didn't see him. All in all, it was clear that Reika wasn't the best at making fast decisions or reacting too fast in such situations. As she already was used to, though, he quickly called her an idiot again as if that would resolve anything. On the other hand, she had to admit he was quite admirable for taking her side to protect her even though she was at fault here and he had no obligations to help her out. It felt like a pity to interrupt him when it was clearly that he could fight that beast if it wasn't for her clinging to him. Well, not literally. In spite of the fact that he had a habit of calling her an idiot, and the fact that - whether he was doing it on purpose or not - he was backing himself so much that his back pressed against her chest causing her to get slightly redder, he was indeed a good guy. Honestly, she could see he was annoyed with the situation, and she really wished she could help to make up for the mistake. However, when he looked back at her and inquired about her sword, she gave a puzzled expression. What? she mumbled, as if she was caught unprepared, before finally getting an idea about what he was thinking of. Oh. Yes. It's right here. It's not like I can get rid of her, you know. she answered, tapping the hilt of her sword. But I already told you. The sword won't work unless it's me who's handling it. Or unless... well... she murmured the last part, reminding herself of something she never spoke of before, in fear that the men who want the sword would change their plans once they knew of this little detail. Well, there is another way, but I'm sure- she added, before she shut her own mouth. That's when it hit her. This was the perfect way to make him change his mind and persuade him into taking her with him. Attempting to put on her most flattering expression, she smiled, slightly leaning forward to press her chest even more into his back. After all, no matter how grouchy he would be, no man in his mind would resist a fine pair of tits. And Reika was well aware of that. If you marry me, the sword will work. The inventories will be shared and so the sword can be shared as well. I think it's quite a good deal. Besides, it's only inside this game. she pointed out, somewhat happy that there was no such thing as a divorce inside SAO. Or at least, she didn't hear of any. Meaning, she only needed to persuade him into saying yes or just plainly pressing the right button and she'd have him at her feet.
Thread: A Musically Inspired Idea

Bump - I don't think I'm getting PMs out or in at some points. Re-PM me if you think I haven't gotten it. It's plausible oo
Thread: A Musically Inspired Idea

I'm kind of interested, yet wary of the plots we come up with. What sort of music are we going to be subjected to?
Thread: A Musically Inspired Idea

I just shot you a P.M.
Thread: A Musically Inspired Idea

Those who sent me a pm please resend Bump for this and my other thread.
Thread: The Wolf King and the Lioness (Cold x Iikaitlynii)

Shadows danced above the bedstead as the wind swept through the open window, making the candles flicker. Robb groaned and closed his eyes, trying his best to shut out the pain in his side. He should not have underestimated Jaime Lannister. Even surprised and cornered, the man had fought viciously. If it hadn't been for the Karstark brothers and Theon, Robb would likely be dead. As it was, he felt like he was dying. The maester at the Twins had said that the wound was less grievous than it appeared and that it had missed all vital organs, but it certainly didn't feel that way. The Kingslayer's sword had sliced through the flesh at his side. Robb could readily remember the horror of the moment as he felt the blood spurt out of him. He shivered and moaned again. Catelyn was not with him yet. She was on the way, hurrying no doubt after having heard the news of his wounding. Robb grit his teeth the last thing he needed was his mother lecturing him or hovering over him. The Stark-Tully host needed to press their advantage. He had already given the orders to the Blackfish, Umber and Theon. Even if he couldn't lead them personally, they couldn't sit still. The Late Lord Frey seemed to have taken the opportunity to impress upon Robb the oath that he had taken. He had been told that a Frey girl would be taking care of him while he recuperated. No doubt Walder Frey hoped that they would grow close and the marriage he had promised would go through sooner than otherwise. Robb grimaced at the thought. It had been a necessity, but he sorely regretted being pushed into a marriage like this. Hopefully the maiden would be comely and sweet and not a smaller version of her father or grandfather or whatever the relation was. It was bad enough being forced into a marriage for tactical reasons if he could at least find a worthy wife, maybe even love, it would be worth it. Adam chuckled and put away the piece of paper. Hardly, your Highness. But you and I agree then...these men and women are not threats to the Crown or to your person. He looked her over, curious as to what she was thinking. She hadn't been surprised by a single name. What would you have me do, Majesty? Leave them be and focus on others? Or is my part in this done? He hoped not. It would be a shame if Cersei threw him away after a small job such as this. He could do so much more for her.