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Right, I should sincerely hope that you aren't emulating the things you do in this game when you're out and about in reality. Most of the things encouraged by this game are pretty serious offenses. Her mind drifted to the way she quite openly carried around her spear, rubbing at the back of her...

160 Lion Arms Member - Squire Well here she was, taking part in some kind of expedition as a member of the Lion Arms, the first thing she'd actually done with them. Hell, she hadn't even met many of their number, in all honesty, so this was a new experience from the ground up. It would've...

Well at the very least she was talking to somebody that apparently knew what it felt like to tell that you were getting older and losing any youthfulness. Cleo gave Mizuki a wry grin and a small chuckle, shaking her head. It was, at least, reassuring to know that she hadn't been talking to some...

That did make sense, that the players would start sewing the threads of their own cultures throughout the places they visited in the game, especially the ones that had ended up UI locked, until things from the real world could be found everywhere. Surely there were all kinds of drinks available...

Cleo reached for a wing herself, biting into the warm meat and sighing, a shrug lifting her shoulders before she dropped them again. This kind of conversation happened a lot, it was part of her job, but she was really finding only the same feelings and theories everywhere. Nobody could think of...

Completely unaware to her own murder being plotted, twice over in fact, Cleo continued to sip at her drink and hum, totally calm around the gunslinger. There was, after all, no reason to believe that she was in any kind of peril, given that their relationship had been nothing short of pleasant...

You said it yourself, if there's not going to be any danger, then there's little need for me to get involved with something. Why would I bother getting involved with some kind of ridiculous, safe easter event or something, when my only purpose for being here is to help people survive the...

Completely unaware as to the mental panic going on in Madison's head, unaware that perhaps she'd just ruined a perfectly good friendship in the making by revealing her (fake) occupation, Cleo nodded with a small, embarrassed smile. She waved a hand through the air as if trying to dispel any bad...

The flinch didn't escape her notice, but was filed away for later, in case it popped up again. She knew plenty of people who disliked the experience of having another person, especially somebody that they'd just met, placing a hand upon them, even in a friendly manner or for a comforting...

And wow, that was quite the story. Cleo could see how it'd be painful, how back then something that should have been fun and a cool story had turned into something horrific at a moment's notice. The agent sighed at yet another reminder of why she struggled to have any positive feelings about...

Their glasses clinking together, Cleo was a bit slower with draining her drink, not a practiced drinker either in the game or in her real life, though she was far from a complete amateur. It was probably most accurate to describe her as the type of person that saved drinking for celebrations and...

Make that a big of wings. I'll get whatever she's having too. Since she was paying for the first round, Cleo figured that she would get them a plate of wings to share so that she could muscle her way in on the food, turning to Madison with something of a smirk, before she took in the rest of...

Something like that, yeah. I imagine a janitor would hardly log onto a game and spend all of their time wiping windows or mopping up spillages or something like that. As for me, that typically means avoiding guns and paperwork. Especially paperwork. Cleo shuddered, almost doubling over at the...

She certainly hadn't expected the hug from @Vina Skysong though she had known that the girl was quite open, she did not thing that physical contact was also something that the beastkin woman was open with too. Ultimately it didn't matter too much, the lancer wrapping her arms around Vina in...

Well I can only speak personally, but you tend to get a little tired of guns if you spend a lot of time around them in the real world. So for me, the magic and the swords and spears and stuff are all where the interest is. Not much of a big fuck-off spellcaster, though. I've got a bit of magic...

A hand wrapping around her elbow gently snapped Cleo out of her irritation, looking from Vesstan to Madison, who seemed intent on leaving. It was almost a shame that the gunslinger didn't want to stay around and say her piece, but it didn't really matter at the end of the day, what the opinion...

Well, with that disaster averted and everybody gathered again, it seemed that the conversation was set to continue, having successfully maintained whatever positive relationship the Lion's Pride had with this tavern's owners, if there even was one there. Cleo glanced up at the new beam that had...

Well, as long as Mizuki was certain that she hadn't developed a taste for raw meat and seemed pretty unlikely to develop one in the future, then Cleo was probably fine to just put a pin in that concern and leave it alone for the time being. It was, after all, very hard to back up any kind of...

I wouldn't kill him anyway. I can use this think to give somebody a bonk or two even without being a Crush master. I'm not quite so limited that I have to use it the way that the world tells me that it has to be used. After all, this wasn't the average game. Just because she was wielding the...

And just like that, Vesstan seemed to have lost whatever composure that he had left, frothing mad and throwing his bow on the ground, practically screaming his grievances out. Everybody could hear him and Cleo was pretty sure he wouldn't exactly have many fans left by the time that the day was...