Cinia Pacifica Posts

Hardly too many for these CTFG'ers here.

Thanks for bumping a horrible thread.

Higher spam count.

Dat Kirito acting like a trap.

mfw we need him for rp'ing and stuff and he's lazing here

Such a freaky-looking sinister smile.

Frequent avi changes.

7/10

Heavy yandere lover.

How is that a problem, if I may ask?

lel

Sorry Xnine, but I'll vouch for C too, because efficiency coupled with speed are the best.

Ohey, how are the blonde ladies in Russi-

I mean, hello and welcome to Fakku.

lol

(This is a joint post between: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

When the trio entered the restaurant, they were immediately escorted to their table. A large and spacious booth seat with a large wooden floor separator. It was mesh so that one could see through it only half way. The booth stood three steps above the rest of the floor, and like the rest of the restaurant; there were no windows. Only open air, and a gorgeous view of the ocean. The roof was formed of woven straw that was supported by wooden beams. Pillars that held up the building were smooth with orange lanterns hand on them to provide light for their patrons.

“This is quite the spot, even enough for me to stretch out,” said Kudzu doing just that. The fresh open air was pleasant.

“I expected you to be more of a… savage,” said Durran as he looked at Kudzu.

“Quite nice, yes?” Louise said, as if praising herself. “I had it designed this way specifically… there was a plan to make this with transparent glass materials alone… that would hardly make this place stand out, however,” she added, reminiscing the times when it was still in planning stages. Too bad, she felt. Glass-materials would make it glisten in the morning, at least. It’d be far too fancy and off-theory, however.

“That would also get very hot during the summer months,” commented Kudzu. “So you own this place do you?”

“This entire area, specifically. In fact, this was my private beach. I only publicized it as I was leaving for your world,” Louise answered. There was no reason for her to leave it as it was, after all. Louise wouldn’t to make use of her assets one way or the other. “It’d be a waste not to make money off of it, you see,” she added with a smile.

“Clever,” answered Durran as he looked at the area. The sun was starting to set at this time, and this place made the perfect place to sit and watch it. A woman dressed in a white blouse and black knee skirt walked up to the table and power politely. “Madam Louise, what will you, and your guests – be having this evening?” She asked preparing to write down the incoming orders.

Louise didn’t even need to take a peek at the menu which was handed to her. The maid knew that she wouldn’t, but it was a part of her job to take courtesy and manners into consideration. “Shrimp, scallops, lobsters. Well, the usual, I suppose? Oh and… ” She ordered, then motioned a finger to the maid. The maid then leaned to Louise with her ear, and Louise whispered something, unbeknownst to Kudzu and Durran. Who knows what devilry was cast with the few words she spoke.

“I-I understand. Please wait a moment, your orders will be prepared immediately,” the waitress said before walking away. Durran and Kudzu eyed her suspiciously, and looked after the waitress scurried off. Something was definitely up.

“What was that about?” asked Kudzu taking the more direct route.

“Nothing important~,” Louise replied with a menacing grin. “Just doing what’s appropriate.” At such a moment, the device that Louise laid over the table before her starting ringing with a strange music. It was nothing like anything that Durran or Kudzu had heard in their entire life. Louise casually picked it up, and clicked a button, seemingly, and placed the said device beside her left ear.

“Hello?”

Durran and Kudzu looked at her confused. Louise suddenly started talking into some strange device on her ear, and something or someone was apparently talking back. Durran slid closer to her and got a closer look at the device.

“Ah, Mizuki, good day to you,” Louise spoke, apparently conversing with… someone else? “A troublesome man? Ah, so you contact an old friend just to deliver an ominous news. How unlike you,” Louise spoke teasingly with a big smile. Unlike the usual Louise, this was a far rarer sight. Louise seemed truly happy at the moment. “I shall call you back soon. I’ll deal with him… perhaps,” she continued, apparently irritated, but only very slightly.

Just as Louise hung up the phone and placed it back to its spot at the table, a handsome man walked up to them. He stood behind Kudzu, wearing a fine black tuxedo along with a pair of black pants, his white shirt peeked out as the first button was undone. It was a very formal look. Louise assumed that he came off straight from a meeting at work.

“Fancy meeting you here, Richard,” Louise greeted with her eyes closed; in a relaxed position, to the man who was profusely sweating, did he run his way here after catching wind of Louise’s arrival? Who knows. All she knew that news travelled exceedingly fast in this world via the internet.

Kudzu turned around hearing the man standing behind him. He looked weak and pampered, exactly the type of man Kudzu despised. But as an acquaintance of Louise he would resist the urge to lay him flat.

“Miss Louise, a-about last time,” Richard begun, apparently trying to justify… something. “W-We’re really not like that!”

“Please. You know my secretary is already too good a woman for you,” Louise replied, taking a sip of her orange flavored drink. “One woman for companionship, another for power and influence? That’s all that you have in mind. I believe you don’t see anything beyond that ambition of yours,” she added, cruelly and frankly. Each words felt like daggers thrown to the vital spot of the man. “Polygamy… isn’t to my tastes, I had hoped you to have figured that out, Richard.”

“B-But I-”

“Besides, my secretary did explained the situation; lying won’t change a thing,” Louise smirked playfully, apparently having him cornered with words alone, now. “I gave you a chance out of pity, that whole… alliance and marriage for merging companies, and the likes are all trash-talk to me. So please, do us a favor and take your leave. We do not want any more melodramas out of you,” Louise kindly yet bluntly requested of the apparent gentleman in shambles, after saying all that she had to say about him. She was better off forgetting him at this rate.

However, Richard wasn’t about to give up just yet. He approached Louise, and grabbed her hand, attempting to pull her up. There was a mysteriously monstrous force disallowing him from forcibly pulling Louise up, he held onto her, and spoke regardless, “I’ll take you to her, and I can then prove it that she lied to you!”

How desperate is this man? Louise thought, finally looking into his face – rather, glaring with a grim look; disappointed heavily at her ex-boyfriend. Why she was she even an ex-boyfriend? She did she bother with him? Out of pity? No. Louise was seeking a way to deal with her trauma, too. She gave him a chance, as a fair lady may do, and he failed her. Possibly, it could also be Louise’s way of alleviating her boredom. Possibly. The end-result was more annoying than ever.

A blade pressed against the man’s throat hard enough for a thin cut to be made. The blade he used was shorter and couldn’t be seen where they were. The man began to tremble as he felt the blade began to press harder, the trickling blood ruining his shirt. Letting go, he backed away from Louise, who didn’t seem to move an inch.

“Who the hell are you?!” yelled the man as he tried to put distance between him and the blade. A large hand rested on his shoulder. Moments later he was dangling from the ground.

“P-put me down this instant! Do you know who I-” He pleaded. Kudzu tired of his grumbling stood and threw him out one side of the restaurant. His body skidded across the ocean water before he sunk.

“Can he swim?” asked Kudzu.

Louise shrugged. “Rich kids are always taught the essential skills; probably – yes,” she answered, uncaringly. It is as she said, wealthy children are always taught the essentials, such as self-defense, for instance – except that they are still no match against true warriors. They’re also taught to have other hobbies, such as playing classical music instruments such as violins or pianos, or horseback riding, etc.

“Too bad,” answered Durran. The waitress returned to them with some drinks while their food was prepared. Hearing something strange she looked around. “Do you hear screaming?”

“Nope,” answered Kudzu. “Must be a bird or something…”

“Must be,” Louise too, answered, nodding sagely with her eyes still closed.

“O-oh, well your food will be brought along shortly…” she said slowly inching her way away from the table.

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Conversing about the many different things in the new world helped the trio to pass the time. After a while the waitress walked over with a tray full of food. As she placed the food she nervously looked at Kudzu. In front of Louise she placed a large plate of shrimp alfredo, and in front of Durran a grand portion of scallops on coconut rice.

Then she placed a small plate in front of Kudzu. A sardine over a small scoop of garlic rice. Kudzu looked down at the plate with a scowl. As he looked up to Durran and Louise who were already digging in.

“Hey, hey what is this nonsense?” asked Kudzu eying Louise from across the table.

“Oh my, you said that you’re bad at cleaning. So, I figured that cleaning a plate would be just as tough?” Louise answered, as if a matter of fact with an innocent look on her face. “Or, is cleaning suddenly your best forte?”

Kudzu chuckled and lifted the entire plate to his mouth. Pouring in the entire meal he swallowed it in one gulp. Showing her the empty plate he smirked. “Doesn’t seem to be a problem here,” he answered.

“Ah, how sad. You should’ve enjoyed that more slowly; you wouldn’t be getting anything like that ever again. Maybe. Probably,” Louise uncaringly replied, while having her food slowly, carefully, and in a more ladylike manner after picking up the fork and spoon.

“There are other ways to obtain food in this world,” said Kudzu standing up. Durran continued to eat his meal ignoring Kudzu’s plight. Seeing his †˜ally’ enjoying his food only helped to fuel Kudzu’s fire faster.

“Bah!” said Kudzu walking away from the table.

“This world revolves purely around money,” Louise stated as Kudzu took his leave. She had no idea if he heard her, however. Just asking for a †˜favor’ wasn’t the brightest of the ideas as people often followed the famous statement †˜stranger danger’.

“I don’t think his method will involve anything needing money,” said Durran.

“If he uses force I’d have to end up covering for him. How troublesome,” Louise responded to the statement, premonitions of issues coming to her head. Was this divine intuition?

“Let’s just hope that he doesn’t get involved with what, law enforcers later?”

What could be worse than that?

In the distance, Louise could see Kudzu standing in front of a large palm tree. Grabbing the base he crouched and used his brute strength to rip the tree from the ground. Then with his gauntlets he began to grind the bark down

“Hey… !” Louise stood up straight from her chair at the sight. Her cool expression dropping right off the bat. That thing did cost money. Of course it did, it was a decorative piece for the beach. She walked with stern and firm steps towards Kudzu, and stood behind him with a scowl. “That’s my property you’re harming!”

Seeing Louise approaching he simply continued working. With time she could begin to see what he was making. A large harpoon. “The sea is just a bounty of food!” Kudzu exclaimed. Grabbing the pole he began to sharpen the end. Looking out to the sea he scoured the surface for signs of life. Smirking he took off his shirt and threw it to the side. Then he ran to the end of the beach and launched into the air before slamming into the sea.

Durran walked up behind Louise. “I guess this is what happens when you deprive a beast of food…” said Durran.

“Ah! Jeez! I get it already, I’ll order more food, so calm down,” Louise gave in, with her hand over her forehead, she couldn’t continue to see more of the savagery. The troublesomeness was beyond control. What was he, a problem child? Who knows what kind of inconvenience Kudzu would cause to her customers, if this was kept up. As the owner, it was the first thing she couldn’t allow, regardless of excuses. It was one of her principles. Then there was the issue of the tree, too… a loss is a loss. “Ugh, I guess what they say is true: the master is responsible for their servant’s faults.”

Durran laughed at this. “I suppose this makes us under your charge now? Mistress?”

“I’ll have you two work to the fullest, just so you know,” Louise replied, giving a sigh, before making a smile, somehow.

“If only it could always be like that,” answered Durran.

“Say, how long do you have – till you lose your sanity, just like him?”

“There is no way to tell. Me and Adair were the first of our kind,” answered Durran. “The last time I checked up on him in Masario he was showing early signs. My time might be near as well.”

“So that’s how it is,” Louise replied with a faint sign of sadness. No one could last as long as Louise. Everyone would eventually leave her. She knew this, and yet continued to socialize. What lied after it was what she’d think is a natural tragedy. All things have a start and an end they say, but it never applied to Louise’s life. “Suddenly, time feels so precious, yet so short.”

“That is why we make the most with what we have…” answered Durran. Suddenly a large stick poked out of the water. Then a large mass began emerging from the the water. A small whale with a stick protruding from its side. Kudzu came after it pushing the large beast onto land.

“He’s done it now,” Louise said, apparently about to wallow in despair. “I feel the need to have him dragged back to the mansion now.”

“He’s rather heavy…” answered Durran. “Perhaps simply take us somewhere less conspicuous before more people take notice.”

“I’ll have him teleported to the mansion,” Louise said, taking another deep sigh, before taking up her wand. And so, a portal opened below Kudzu – who, confounded – fell into it in the blink of an eye, and vanished. Another portal was then conjured for Louise and Durran to head over to the establishment.

(This is a joint post between: TheClassyGentleman and Cinia “C00l” Pacifica.)

With much poise and grace; Louise landed atop the streets, while the others fell with their faces hitting the solid white road abruptly as the rift opened in the sky. Durran, Kudzu, and Razta stood up, rubbing their faces clean; before they found themselves standing in front of a grand and otherworldly establishment. The building itself seemed to be four-stories tall. It had a particular aristocratic feel as the origination of the architecture was european; made apparent from the overall design and outlook. The manor was of bright white color. If one turned around; they’d see a tall black iron gate, with large walls surrounding the premises, and a fountain just behind the group. Far behind that, was an immensely blue sky. The breeze was pleasing, and held the scent of the ocean.

They stood just before the entrance to her abode. “Welcome to my humble seaside mansion. It was supposed to be a seaside villa, but my company made a surplus profit from its business. Therefore, I’ve decided to go grand and had a full-blown mansion contructed here for my persona leisure,” Louise explained with a smile full of pride. This wasn’t just any ordinary mansion despite how Louise phrased her words; it was definitely beyond the scope of the usual rich men and women in this world, but her companions were unaware of that. “You may not be visible due to the tall walls, but the beach is located just outside.” She then pulled the door open with a creaking noise. There was a wide and long red carpet stretched all the way past the large white staircase that curved to the left. There were many portraits decorating the walls, some of them were golden-framed portraits of Louise, in fact. Many unfamiliar faces were put up as well; both men and women alike. The interior design was elaborate with gold intricate-lines making patterns that one would enjoy appreciating from just viewing alone.

The air of wealth and grandeur danced across the hall – as Louise proceeded inwards to her private mansion, and disappeared leaving the men to explore. The three men walked through the house, they felt more than a little out of place. Kudzu himself was at a loss for words. Looking at the pictures and ritzy decor, the three felt they were in some house from a fairy tale. This is what happened when someone had too much money, and too much free time on their hands.

“How did we end up in a place like this?” asked Razta looking around. Durran took a sip from a tea cup and hummed its praises. “Where did you get tea?!” exclaimed Razta.

“You are too loud, boy,” answered Durran taking yet another satisfying sip. As they reached the end of the hall, there were a set of large glass windows. From there they could see a sea of blue beyond white sands. It was a relaxing view. Something none of these men had been treated to in a long time.

“Avatar, mind giving me and my son a moment to talk?” Asked Kudzu. Durran nodded and headed back into the house to try and find Louise. Razta and Kudzu began walking back for the front door talking as they went.

“You have become quite the warrior,” said Kudzu struggling to find a place to start. Razta kept quiet not knowing how to respond to the man at first.

“Why didn’t you try and find me sooner?” Asked Razta. The two left out the front gates, and began down the path that lead to the beach. The path went under the shadow of the house and stretched out to the white sandy beach. There were people laying out on towels and playing on the beach. There were sets of umbrellas, they wondered what they were even for. These people were nothing like the warriors they knew. They were so happy as if this world were free of conflict. The breeze brought the smell of the ocean in, as the relaxing sounds of ocean did wonders for the soul.

“I thought you were dead son… if I knew, I would have came right away. Even if I had to burn down the world to do it. You have to believe that,” answered Kudzu. “After your mother’s death, I was angry. I blamed the world for everything. I figured I would do the only thing I knew how to do right, and I let myself get lost in it. It kept me from thinking.”

“What brought you back?” Asked Razta looking to Kudzu.

“A woman told me that you were still alive, and well. That was all I had to go on. She told me to begin with Kristina, and I used my resources to delve into her secrets. When she found out she was being watched, she immediately went into covering her tracks. You having escaped years ago surely slowly drove her insane. That was why she searched for you, and brought you to Raskana. That, however, was her downfall,” he said. “The boy who brought you back was frenzied and careless. It was the easiest target I ever had to follow.”

Razta ran his hand over his neck. A scar was sure to form from that collar. “It will take a while to get used to this. But thank you.” answered Razta. “What happened to the woman that stole me?”

“I killed her,” answered Kudzu. “People like that shouldn’t be to continue living.” Razta wondered if everything would be okay now that she was gone, but didn’t keep his hopes up. He would always have to watch out. Suddenly while he was lost in thought he was blindsided, and sent flying before rolling into the sand. Rolling to his feet Razta looked to his father who was removing his gauntlets.

“How could you let some punk like that take you down?” Teased Kudzu. “I’m going to need to train you myself if that is your limit!” Flames appeared on Kudzu’s shoulders as he made his way for Razta. Razta stood up wiping sand from his mouth, and took stance as his body began to heat up. Suddenly his hand lit up as flames lit up his forearm. People began to crowd around from a safe distance.

“Do you think this is some kind of show? They haven’t had island fire performers in quite some time!” Said a man in the crowd.

“Weren’t they banned because of some accident last year?” Asked in response a woman.

“Who cares, this is pretty cool!” Exclaimed another woman who began furiously clapping.

“Oh?” Said Kudzu smiling. Razta looked at his hands surprised. He felt different than before, his spirit was no longer restrained. Focusing on the flame further, a horned halo burned in the air over his head, and flame-like wings blazed near his ankles. Razta could feel Ifrit lending him her power.

Kudzu smirked and let his flames free as they covered the length of his arms, and then in a flash enkindled his back as four flaming arms sprung out. Razta rushed Kudzu running at top speed. Every step he took left a scorched footprint. With a skip, he shot forward as all the fire from the other area’s of Razta’s body went into his right hand. Punching with his right, Kudzu used two hands to stop the punch. He was moved back three yards before he was able to stop. Kudzu was impressed.

Grabbing Razta by the arm, he spun once before throwing Razta towards the water. As he went into the water, steam sprung up into the air. Inside the smoke a orange glow peered out. Dashing out, Razta was once again covered in his flames. The crowd that was spectating began to cheer at the very believable display.

“These effects are top notch!”

“What if this is real? Would could be in danger!”

“What are you some kind of idiot?”

On the balcony that overlooked the beach Durran was watching the fight. He was surprised at how those two could just start brawling in a place with innocent people so close, but he wasn’t poised to stop them either. That was easier said than done.

“May I ask – what you two are doing?” Louise asked.

Kuzdu and Razta peered to the right. People seemed to have moved aside to form a path for her as she approached the two. She placed a hand over her hip. Her jet black bikini shined under the bright sun, it was decorated with a pattern of vivid pink on the top, and two lines of pink for her bottom. Revealing, sexy, and fashionable – for the beach. With her brilliant blonde wavy hair glowing under the radiance of the sun; her beauty was unmatched by the other women on the beach. There were men with red-faces, clearly.

Razta and Kudzu froze in mid-fight. Razta had just deflected a blow to the side and was going for a counter attack. “Looks like I was saved this time,” said Kudzu with a smirk. Turning to Louise, Kudzu whistled.

“Just a bit of sparring,” answered Razta truthfully. People around them began to whisper.

“Sparring? You mean that was real?” Whispered a man.

“I own this beach, and hence shall ban such barbaric activities here – in the public,” Louise declared, then faced the crowd. “Nothing to spectate here – no longer – please return to what you all were doing. Sincerest apologies for any inconveniences caused,” Louise said to the onlookers with a firm and strict expression, before providing a respectable and dignified bow full of her graces. The men and women left accordingly. Some were disappointed, some were annoyed, and some were surprised, others were too spellbound to think straight.

Louise soon approached Razta and Kudzu. “I’d prefer you two to relax instead of firing things up in this world,” she said, placing a palm over her forehead as if a stressful event had just passed. It was definitely risky for her business, that’s for certain.

“But this is relaxing…” answered Kudzu.

“It. Is. Not.” Louise replied immediately with a visible scowl.

“Did you say †˜this world’, Louise?” Asked Durran walking up behind them. “Just where have you taken us?”

“Mnm?” Louise turned to face Durran with an expression of confoundment before fully processing his words in her mind. “Ah, one of the worlds I’ve visited after I – admittedly – fled from Cain. You’ve peered across memories, correct?” Louise stated as if a matter of fact casually, before asking to confirm.

“You sure have a a lot of trust in us,” answered Durran. “What if we ran off, and caused an international incident?”

“Hah. People of this world may lack spirits and magic, but their technology can kill you – regardless of your spiritual prowess – in an instant if they ever try,” Louise stated with a chuckle, as if taking Durran’s words for a mere joke rather than a subtle suggestion of a threat. [color=#ff0088“Ever heard of nuclear warheads?”[/color] She meant to say only †˜warhead’, but added †˜nuclear’ as a joke. She was clearly aware that the use of nuclear warheads were strictly banned across this world.

“I can’t say that I have,” answered Razta. “But this place seems really nice. Why did you come back to our world? Seems like you have it all here already, and the people respect you.”

“I have my connections and achievements to many worlds; this is simply one of them,” Louise begun, with a shrug and a blank look on her face. “I went back to settle my score with Cain, of course. Old scars required treatment eventually. It got boring, too,” Louise elaborated, she could continue to live here, but first she needed to deal with Cain; otherwise she wouldn’t be able to move on. “Speaking of Cain,” Louise then raised her hand, and drew out a certain lustrous ring from her ring-finger, then handed it over to Durran. “You’re to hand this back to Cain,” she said, a hint of melancholy lingered about in her expression. “I am no longer wife; I’ve stopped believing to be his wife centuries ago. It had to happen; considering the events that transpired. This was the last time I wore it. It was preserved in my mansion in a jewelry box.” Louise then wore her sunglasses that reflected its surroundings – to cover her eyes. It was tucked into her hair, above the forehead initially – perhaps to hide a spec of tear that came out after parting with the ring. It brought back unwanted memories – always.

“Alright,” said Durran accepting the ring from Louise. He cringed a little from taking the ring back.

“Well, I didn’t see that one coming,” said Kudzu.

“W-What do you mean Cain’s wife?!” Yelled Razta. “That can’t be right…he is supposed to of not been seen in hundreds of years.”

“Oh. I suppose I forget – that there aren’t many aware of my past life, or my body’s constitution,” Louise smiled as she said so, much to Razta’s surprise. Her head finally clear from having her memories returned – and the curse broken – she was much more relaxed, and was remember the old times now – much more easily. “I was actually †˜old’ by the definition of the commoners and nobles alike when I had first met Cain, you know,” Louise explained, apparently feeling nostalgic – talking about good old times. “Argyreus was a name knew by none at the time,” she begun, as she faced the clear blue sky, picturing how Cain looked back then, her happy face turned more grim soon. “I happened to help him build up the Cursed side. Partially; I am to blame for a lot of the abnormalities that took place in that world – it’s another reason for which I felt the obligation to go back there. It’s my responsibility to deal with them, I suppose,” she stated.

“That is quite the history, then I guess that would make you my queen in a sense? Or should I say old queen?” Answered Kudzu. “After killing their main weapon production I’m sure they will be out for me.”

“We were taught that the elder spirits were passed on through the generations...That means that you simply lived all this time?” said Razta trying to make sense of things. “That is unbelievable.”

“Be proud my boy, you stand with legends,” said Kudzu proudly. “I didn’t think I would see the day an Avatar would defect though,” Kudzu stroked his beard. “Perhaps there is another motive?” Kudzu moved his eyes from Durran to Louise who was still in her rather revealing attire.

Durran simply ignored his comment. “So how long do you plan for us to stay here?” asked Durran looking out to the ocean.

“I want to relax a bit more. How about we leave tomorrow morning? Unless we’re supposedly in a hurry, anyway,” Louise answered casually, giving another shrug. “This world is full of surprises; I don’t think it’d harm to stay just a little longer.” Louise acted like a child who wanted to never leave her wonderland. Who could blame her? She came back from a hellish experience; being forced to reminisce through the worst of her memories. She soon answered Razta, “that I did. And now I have to guide humanity in that world due to my responsibilities… ugh. I hope Cain is able to put me to rest or something in the end. I’m tired of it all,” she grimaced as she confessed. Louise was truly tired with dealing so many things. Sometimes she wished she could rest in peace at last, but she knew deep down; that this was an everlasting job she was given to by Ishtar – she needed to do this. The level of this work was balanced with her enormous fortune and luck, anyway.

”The others must be worried about me,” answered Razta. ”If it’s no trouble, I would like to go back as soon as possible.” As fun as relaxing sounded he wouldn’t feel right knowing that the others were worried.

“Hmm… I’d have to negotiat- err, deal with the church regarding these two, too, I suppose,” Louise said, giving a nod to Razta; apparently coming in agreement, before looking towards Kudzu and Durran. “Maybe I’ll try to have them as my bodyguards?” Louise uttered as she pondered, placing her hand under her chin as she pictured the two in appropriate attires. Their charm may increase exponentially if this is done right…

“We leave in a few hours, then. There are some things I have to do first… like cleaning the dirtied clothes, and the company I own that sells fashionable clothes, too,” Louise said, she had her fair share of work whenever she returned here. Basic words of necessities, anyway.

Razta couldn’t wait that long. If they headed off into danger because of him he would never forgive himself. “Is there anyway you can send just me back to origin?”

“Me as well,” added Kudzu.

“Mnm, unfortunately I cannot send you, Kudzu,” Louise said, shaking her head. “Since there will be a lot of trouble, and I’ll have to resolve, or well, †˜face’, some issues involving the law for you. If I send Razta off now, then that means our trip – where we’ll all return together – will be delayed further, since I have to recover some spiritual energy. Crossing worlds is no little joke – young ones.”

“I’ll have to wait then...” grumbled Kudzu. “I suppose I could stand to explore your world a bit longer. These new clear weapons seem rather interesting.”

“Then, are we all in agreement of Kudzu’s opinion?” Louise asked for a confirmation.

“From what I know about your companions… They are all reckless. This is the best option,” answered Durran. Razta wasn’t sure if that made him feel any better hearing that a former enemy had that much intel on his friends, but if it helped him get home, so be it.

Louise gave a nod. “Come with me back to the mansion. I will not cast a spell in the public,” Louise said as she started walking, she held her black sandals in her hand as she trudged on the sea of sand.

Explaining the joke sorta ruins it.

Maybe this user should white-text the explanations.

Subtly spilling forth the rudeness.

gtfo

Dat avi...