Private Eastern Brisshal Gunnin for Gold

[Brutus Dahlgren]

"You're not very convincing is what you are." The giant would reply raising an eyebrow. "And if you want to see the renaissance stuff its all mostly the same, just look for your local faire. They tend to go around and do things in most areas at least once a season depending on the season. If you live somewhere cold they might skip winter. But tell you what, if you give me alias you use as a musician, I might let you know where my next few performances are, hrrm?" He would begin to rise from the water and heft himself up onto the cool granite edge of the pool, crossing one leg over his knee to conceal carry his secondary gun.

"Does that sound like a fair trade deal?" He would ask looking down at the sleepy lioness still floating in the water. If he didn't manage to get her out of there soon she was likely to either fall asleep in there and potentially drown, or log off there and cause some sort of crazy rom com situation.

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

A simple roll of her eyes was all that was needed to reply to the brute. Though in case he was dense, like herself she began to speak. "You just want an excuse to be able to look me up out of the game." She stuck her tongue out before she lifted her tired head. It was slow, and hard, yet she did it anyways.

She moved her head closer to the surface of the murky water until her lips were submerged. Then she began to blow bubbles as she waited for what Brutus would say. There wasn't much he could say, but he had to be able to swoon her into opening up more in some way, surely?

In the off chance that he didn't say anything, Ilya would keep blowing bubbles until she tilted her face. Then she proceeded to scoop up some of the water, splashing her face to try and help wake herself up some. She was also trying to get rid of all the beads of sweat that had managed to form on her forehead.

@Brutus Dahlgren

"Talking!"
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[Brutus Dahlgren]

"I mean." He would raise an eyebrow. "I was simply asking for the same information that you had inquired from me. You want to look me up and check out what I do, why wouldn't I want to do the same thing with you?" He would raise an eyebrow.

"You ask a lot but aren't very keen to answer. That's not very fair in my opinion. If you wanted to see what I looked like IRL I would ask you for a picture in return, if you wanted my number I would ask for yours in return. It's a simple notion really, equivalent exchange. If you wouldn't give me that information," he would lean down and peer at her. "Why would I give you any of that information?" He would smirk before righting himself.

"I suppose I could always just log off and go see if I can catch the evenings smore roast, you'd be surprised how much my troop fucking loves smores."

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

She straightened up with what Brutus said, preparing her counter-argument. She waited until he completely finished speaking before she shot back at him. "Asking about your renaissance acts isn't the same as asking you what your name is." She stretched her arms, letting out another yawn. The longer they enjoyed one another's company the more sleepy she would get. Her head slowly drifting back towards where it had been laying quite literally a minute before now.

The time isn't always right to give a little resistance, so Ilya figured she might as well be a bit more open with Brutus. "I'll tell you on the condition that we never talk about my music stuff, or about it in general after this." She didn't wanna talk about her real life any more than she had to.

He nodded along, "That's fine. I'll respect your privacy as long as you respect mine." With the confirmation she needed, Ilya quipped up again. "Okay deal." She held out her hand for them to shake on it before she continued to explain what her offline persona was. Giving him the name that she went by before offering an additional add on. "It's only fair you let me come and see one now. I'll give you my number so we can correspond in the future at some point?"

@Brutus Dahlgren

"Talking!"
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[Brutus Dahlgren]

He would take her hand, giving it a firm shake as he would reach out with his other and give her a pat on the head. "I've always wanted the number of a famous Idol, do you know how much that shit sells for online?" He would give her a light smirk to indicate he was teasing. "I suppose if you're really feeling up for it, I'll be settling down Texas for a long term fair this summer. It's a ranch slash campground just outside of DFW. The Faire is called Southern Scarborough, and it's a semi permeant attraction to the area, my troop just happens to head there for summer because that happens to be when the Troopmaster gets custody of his kids but can't take them out of state." He would shrug.

"It'll be my third year doing it, and I gotta say I'm not looking forward to the Texas summer. That shit is hot, did you know it can push it almost 110 degrees in that sun? Jesus fucking christ it's awful."

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

She chuckled at his joke, it was one that she had heard over and over again. "Been a part of that rodeo before, trust me when I say.. I do not want to relive that experience." She smirked back at him, playing and going with the flow before he gave her the details of the fair. "You'll have to text that all to me later, I have a very bad memory. Speaking of..." Ilya pulled up her UI, and before she could forget she shot him a message with her number in the details.

"Knowing me, I'd end up forgetting to give it to you, and now you have no excuse to not text me." Ilya closed her Ui before settling back into the hot springs pool. Her body had been sweating profusely for quite some time now, "I can imagine, I hate the heat. One hundred and ten sounds terrible." She shuddered at the thought, knowing full well that they were in a pool where the air around them was even higher in temperature- most likely.

Though then again, hot springs and just heat outside were two different things entirely. "I'll have to come by in the Summer then. Say, quick Ilya bunny trail... Do you enjoy the J-POP type of music?"

@Brutus Dahlgren

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[Brutus Dahlgren]

He would raise an eyebrow at her. "If you're curious about my taste in music," he would chuckle ever so slightly. "I'll have you know that one of my Troop members dragged me to one of your concerts we managed to be in the area of. She has a signed copy of your debut album and has the selfie she took with you as her lock screen." He would shake his head.

"I almost want to accuse you of lying, but I'll take your words at face value because you have nothing to gain from lying." He would shrug. "As for my own personal enjoyment? I can't say I actively seek it out, I was more of a Western Fantasy game type of guy over like JRPGs and Anime. I didn't really have a Weeb phase. That being said, your music is enjoyable."

In truth, it went a lot further back than that. His Ex had dragged him out for their first date.

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

She laughed as an image of Brutus being dragged by some random friend of his popped into her head. Covering her mouth as each breath and laugh kept escaping. "I'm sorry- It's just so funny that..." She stopped to catch her breath, "Someone your size would get dragged anywhere!" As soon as she finished she started to laugh again.

Eventually she calmed down enough to focus on what Brutus said next. "Hmm, that's fair. Everyone has their own music taste. Speaking of, you said you were more inclined to WESTERN FANTASY games, so what would that make your favorite song?" The more that the two interacted the more that Ilya wanted to know.

He seemed like a good person, albeit he had stopped her little play fight earlier. Plus he didn't seem to take her teasing and energy very well. Either way, Ilya had a gut feeling that they'd be stuck with each other for a long time. "Say Bru, how many friends do you have in your little troop- or I suppose the right question would be- How many people are in the group to begin with." She wanted to ask more and know more, but she also respected this guy's privacy. When he answered her, Ilya would change the subject immediately, blurting out the first thing to come to mind. "How do you think mermaids make babies."

@Brutus Dahlgren

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[Brutus Dahlgren]

"I mean, metaphorically and physically yeah." He would shrug. "Also, I'm not some hulking mountain of flesh IRL, I hope you can forgive me for not being Shaq sized." He would let out a throaty chuckle. "But people drag me all over the place, I am a very accommodating man." Shaking his head, he would turn back to her.

"But in summary, I was explaining that I wasn't some huge fucking weeb who liked JPOP over all other sorts of music. As for my favorite song...?" He would furrow his brow. "That's a tricky one...to name one song over all others? That's asinine, but for the purpose of naming something in particular...Do you remember that classic rock band Fall Out Boy? I'm a big fan of their song "Last of the Real Ones," I resonate with the message a lot."

He would stretch his arms slightly as she rambled on, like a freight train jumping from topic to topic. "Members of my troop? Lets see...ten people to a camper...five campers...plus the director and his family..." He would do some quick math. "We can push upwards of sixty depending on where we are, and I probably would call about twenty of those people in the troop to be good friends and the rest I'm pretty cool with." he would then raise an eyebrow at her last question.

"They probably have freaky fish sex,"

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

Ilya nodded her head in reply to the count of troop members. She made a mental note to force herself to remember it. For the future, of course. "Well, I'm also shorter in person than in the game, so I can't give you too much hatred." She laughed, nudging him with her elbow before settling her body back where it had been.

The hot water seeping once again into every single sore spot she had. Gods... I would kill for a back and foot rub right about now... I'll have to get my assistant to put it in the schedule for tomorrow evening before I get on the game. Ilya opened her eyes again, "Freakish fish sex... Hmmmmm..." Just imagining it felt weird.. "I would imagine they either turn into humans and have sex and carry the child on land for nine months... Or they reproduce like fish, which to be frankly honest... No clue how fish get babies." Nor do I have a desire to learn... Gross...

@Brutus Dahlgren

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[Brutus Dahlgren]

"Well mama merm probably expels the eggs out of a cloaca into a safe place for them to vibe till they hatch, then daddy Merm busts a fat fish nut all over them to fertilize them. They then probably gestate in their chamber until they're ready to hatch."

Brutus would shrug. "Or, that's what most fish do. They could be like salmon and die shortly thereafter." He'd add on with a smirk.

The giant would rise to his feet and stretch himself out, toweling down so that he would dry off.

"Any more spicy questions you need answered by professor Dahlgren before we turn in for the day?" He would ask as he wrapped himself up in a towel and waggled an eyebrow at her. "Do you need to know where actual babies come from? How do canons work? Would you like to hear how I developed a crippling addiction to tacos that almost paralyzed me?"

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

"What the fuck is a cloaca. AND FAT FISH NUT, really Bru?" She chuckled before rolling her eyes. Then he stood up and began to attempt to dry off with the towel that was literally soaked? Maybe some people really were mentally challenged.

Ilya rolled her eyes again, lifting her fist up weakly to try and punch him. However her arm wasn't even close before it fell back into the water. Her eyes closing as she sunk in even more which was almost impossible at this point to be honest.

"Of course Sensei I would love to hear how you developed a crippling addiction to tacos that almost paralyzed me. I've always wanted that super power." She would have rolled her eyes if her eyes were open, so Brutus would have no idea about whether she was serious or not as she let her mind drift off to the sound of the water, and Brutus' occasional grunt or breath.

@Brutus Dahlgren

"Talking!"
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[Brutus Dahlgren]

"A Cloaca is a multi-purpose oriface used for pooping, peeing, and reproduction." Brutus would explain. "Birds, reptiles, and fish have them due to various natural factors, the primary of them being egg laying." He would reach down and shake her head slightly. "Hey now, don't go falling asleep in the springs, you might slip in and drown." He would grab her by the ear and give it a light tug.

"As for my crippling taco addiction, it would appear you're going to fall asleep at any moment, if I keep this up you sure are going to drown, and then I'll have to give you mouth to mouth to resuscitate you and that will be the second time today I will have kissed you." He would grin mischievously.

"And if that happened we'd be cursed into a series of absurd romcom moments in which we deny any feelings for eachother and then piss everyone off at the end of the series where I go with some other girl who I met in the last arc and have zero romantic development with." He would cackle a bit. "Comeon, out of the water or log out, your pick!"

@Ilya

 

[Ilya]

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lion's pride...

Ilya covered her ears, "Lalala! That's gross Bruuuu- I don't needa know that." Ilya felt her entire body tense up as Brutus pulled on her ear. She made a little sussy face before she pulled away from Brutus, opening her eyes to glare at him.

Ilya still held onto the feeling of her ear being tugged. It wasn't even that hard, but what Ilya kept getting caught up on.. Was that... it felt good? Ilya pawed at her ear with her hand before shaking her head. When she came out of her stupor, Brutus had began to talk again. "HEY! No need to bring up the kiss. I get it, I get it." She held up her hands in surrender as she sat up a bit higher.

"Gods... Don't even get me started on how many romcom moments I know because of the many movies I've seen." She laughed until he egged her on a bit more. "Okay, okay. I'll get off and get some sleep. Don't forget to text me when you get off!"

He would give a grunt of acknowledgement before she logged off of Terrasphere, the world disappearing as she woke back up in darkness.

NOVA took the headset off, and sat up. Once she got out of her bed she put it away and got ready for bed. Gods.. These next few days are gonna be busy busy.. Full of meetings and recording sessions. KILL ME NOW. She let out a grunt of annoyance before she plugged in her phone and proceeded to face plant her pillow. Very quickly falling asleep.

@Brutus Dahlgren

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[Brutus Dahlgren]

Brutus would give her a smile before she vanished into the electronic ether, he would trudge back to the changing rooms and go through the motions of getting dried off and dressed. Unlike most people, he had a place to lay his head when he logged off, so he would go out of his way to head back to Fort Gundame before logging off.

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Olivier opened his eyes to the dimly lit ambience of a stuffy metal trailer. It was about ten feet wide, with bunks on either side. He would roll over, pulling his headset off and hanging his feet off the edge of his bunk.

"Mornin sunshine!" He would look up to see Jessica, one of his troopmates laying on her bunk scrolling through her phone. "How was another day in fantasy land?"

"It was alright Jess..." He yawned, stretching sore muscles as he pushed himself off the edge of the bed and fell several feet, plunking to the the ground with a thud. "I made a new friend...speaking of, you still got the NOVA cd running around?"

The woman, Jess, would peer over her bunk and squint at him. "Yeah, why?"

"I want to show a pic of it to a friend."

HE would eventually get a picture of it and send it to his new friend. If she was NOVA she would get a kick out of it, if she wasn't it didn't really matter now did it?

@Ilya