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"Japanese? You mean like... Omae wa mou shindeiru, right?" The girl laughed softly, and the longer than average time between each individual giggle highlighted her exhausted. Maybe she really was sick. She felt sick, she thought. More importantly, she returned the woman's polite introduction...

Whatever it tasted like, Azykia seemed to be enjoying it enough to hum in delight as she took the first bite. She wasn't in any rush to swallow or get another bite in though, as one of the very few upsides to not being able to see was that her other senses were all halfway in overdrive. She...

Speaking of shambling out of the Woodline, there were more than just skeletons lurking about. A young girl with long blonde hair could also be spotted along the sidelines. The situation she had gotten herself into this time was due to but an elementary mistake. One should note that all that...

"Different kinds of magic?" She really should have read about this game more than she did. She did want an unfair disadvantage in this life, but this was all stacking up to be a bit much. Yet she couldn't complain that the monkey's paw only opened once for her so far. Blazing right past how she...

Her head turned in the vague direction of the log as it was tapped, but as the moss was magically grown over it her eyes fell directly upon it, and she had very little problem taking careful steps straight over to it before sitting upon it carefully. "Many thanks." She had endeavored so much to...

As she heard some sort of clank, she froze in place for a moment to tune in to which direction it had come from and began to brush her cane across the ground in that general direction, until she felt it but a foot in front of her on the ground. Equal parts elated and relieved, Azykia began to...

Azykia paused her steps and sniffed at the air. She couldn't quite identify what the meal was, but it didn't smell bad at all. Especially compared to a few other meals she'd had during her stay in the fantasy world. "Um... Maybe just a little, if that's okay." She did her best to maintain a...

"If it helps to know, I could see different colors at first..." She informed the woman that had effectively become her current moment mentor as she gave her image a look over. Her eyes widened and narrowed with interest as they passed down and back up Celestine's projected person, seeming to...

The unsuspecting victim of the crime described above continued down what she mentally referred to as an avenue, as she didn't really have a visual reference to tell her otherwise. What she did have a reference of was the sweet smell of cinnamon buns, and that told her two things: it was around...

Each time Toko spoke, her eyes looked more and more directly at the rabbitfolk, but her pupil-less eyes never quite met their mark, still looking just to her side. She started to walk forward slowly. The way she trudged along, she must have been walking a while. In truth, the Nautilus Policy she...

What she thought she heard for a moment was the sounds of some sort of alien language (or worse, goblins), and so her first instinct was to hold perfectly still to listen to the area around her. Then it hit her at about the same time she realized that she could hear the light crackling of the...

Azykia would have simply watched The Guy charge off, but with a lack of vision she did even less than that, listening to him get further away. Celestine's offer snapped her back into reality, and she gave a nod. "Sure. I-" She paused to think for a few moments. "... Can I see what you look...

Azzy looked at the flashy friend requests the same way I imagine people watched the first microwave cook a potato, and clicked the accept button only after her eyes had scanned it enough times to memorize it. "There's a friends list, isn't there?..." She muttered to herself. "Well, I won't be...

Certianly no one around had been stirred by Toko as she got up and around for a midnight snack, except one young member of the caravan who had disappeared earlier in the night. She must have, for those rabbit-y ears wouldn't have missed the hallmark stumbling about of someone who obviously...

115 Red Fever (3) – Anger There sure was a lot going on. A whole lot of rattling and rampaging as magic seemed to flit this way and that in young Azykia's eyes in the moments between searching for ingredients when she could be seen glaring about in frustration with how difficult this job...

Azzy gave a disgruntled huff as her head was patted and she resultantly became more aware of her lack of height. She did a turn away of her head after she saw Celestine's hat do a tip, and she rubbed her right arm with her left hand as it hung at her side. "Thieves and wolves?" In the real...

The youngest of the trio looked to the arrow as it was spawned, then to below it. She could only surmise that this was more magical manipulation trying to show her where something was. This time, obviously THE GUY in question, with how high up the arrow was. Actually, it begged the question...

As the man neared, she distinguished two things quickly as she tried to listen to Celestine, twice. Firstly, she was onto something when magic sight was suggested. She didn't even remotely see this man that sounded as though he was right in front of her, yet she was very clearly able to see the...

She tried to use the illusory visual aid and feel out the button that should be there, and even succeeded at it gently vibrated against her fingertips as she hovered over it with them. "Log out? I guess that makes sense." A character name? Well she just kind of hit random on that as well. With...

Azykia shielded her eyes from the lights of the world unfurling around her in a layer of powerful magic, but as it thinned about the area, it became less like a screen reflecting the sun in her eyes and more like being at the ocean with the waves glimmering just bright enough to not be painful...