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Solstice

"I'm no white knight, but sweetheart I --am-- the hero you're looking for."

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a character in “Lacrezia - The Reborn World”, as played by Homesick Angel

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"I see your lips slapping together, it's just that I can't seem to care about the sounds they make. Hm."
♫♫♫ Level Up | Sway ♫♫♫
♫♫♫ I Need A Hero | Bonnie Tyler ♫♫♫





Name: Akira Kishiko
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Race: Merman
Class: Hunter

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|Physical Stats|
Height: 166 cm
Weight: 57 kg
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Hair: Frosted Black


Solstice isn't the most beefiest character you'll ever meet by design. What kind of hunter walks around with all that auxillary weight anyway? He wants to slice through the water, not smash through it like a rhino. He's a merman, not a whale. This means he's a thin character to aid in the slicing of water. He wouldn't weigh much even sopping wet, which as coincidence would have it, he often is. He's also not the tallest, standing on the shorter end of the height spectrum. Where other manly men characters would crank the height all the way up, Sol's is set a little lower. This means he's easily lost in a crowd or when he doesn't wish to be found. Sol's body is crafted with a purpose, and everything has a rhyme and a reason about it.

He's in possession of a darkened skin tone, with a matching black mess of a mop sitting on top of his dome. Offsetting this is the pair of crystal blue oculars he's got for eyeballs. Matching the eye color is a series of tattoos sitting all over his body that has the marvelous effect of lighting up a times. That being said, he has to be doing something for them to light up, they don't just flair up willy-nilly. Effort tends to bring out the color, and is a good indication of how hard he's working. They also tend to respond to his emotions. Happiness, Anger, sadness, these too will light up the tattoos.

Blue is Sol's key color. Unsurprising, the character is a merman, and water is his home territory. Blue would be his color, though his particular blue as an artic hue to it. Makes sense as the name Solstice actually refers to the Winter Solstice. An arctic merman, if you will. When not swimming around, Sol wears long coats with bits of fur for accent and to further hammer the point of hunter home. A blue headband can always also be found wrapping around his head too





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|Physical Stats|
Height: 180 cm
Weight: 75 kg
Eye Color: Brown
Hair: Brown


Akira, the man behind Solstice certainly isn't his character. The two are almost completely different. Akira is a decently sized man, near the average height for an ordinary male. His weight isn't surprising, adding form to his frame. Where Sol has black hair and blue eyes, Akira possesses a light brown hue for both. The man also has a light skin tone, further setting himself apart from his alter ego. The two do share the same ragged messy mops they call hair. They also share the same body form as Akira doesn't carry any excess weight either.

Otherwise, Akira is about as nondescript as they come. A face you'll meet once and then immediately forget. The face, you'll forget, but not his apparel. Akira has impeccable style. It's not unusual to see him sporting a suit and a tie or a vest. The only time he's seen in anything that can be called casual, is when he's at home. Then it's T-shirts and sweatpants, all day, every day. You'll never catch him outside with sweatpants, or "give-up-on-life pants" as he likes to call them. In all, Akira's a pleasant man to be seen, if nothing spectacular.



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ImageSolstice is simply an exaggerated version of Akira. When the Virtual Glass comes down, Akira's personality simply becomes more pronounced. The man is already a laidback soul who goes at his own pace. He's a good-natured boy with a penchant for fun. While this fun-seeking attitude is reined in the real world, there's nothing keeping Sol in check. The character is wild and out with an unusual willingness to do anything and everything that seems it would give him an ounce of entertainment. Do anything and everything that's a good chuckle or seven.

Boundaries are something neither are aware of. Akira's completely content with pushing another's buttons to see what kind of rise he can illicit. He might know how far he can push, and once he reaches that point, will push one more time. However, once the line's been crossed he quickly retreats back over it and peers at the other person with an expression of "What?" Technically put, Akira's a bit of a dick. He does try to be a dick with a good heart though. He's no stranger to an odd bit of charity, if the recipient is able to put up with a little bit of dickery. There's a line between griefer and a jerk with a mouth. He's just a bit mouthier than ordinary. Hell, the hero complex he has prevents him from carrying on too far. Oh, did I forget mention to mention that? The dude thinks he's a hero.

Sol tends to be flasher than strictly necessary. Obviously this is chalked up to Akira's fondness for style. Sol has to look cool above all else. He's dangerously close to becoming more style than substance-- if that style didn't factor into his substance. Sometimes the coolest thing is also the most unexpected. This makes Akira unpredictable which makes him dangerous. He's also a damn good player when it comes down to brass tacks. If he focused more on the basics instead of flash he'd be a lot better player.

Simply put Akira, and by extension Sol, is just a fun loving soul in search of a good time. It is a game after all, there's no point in taking it seriously. Unless, you know, it starts killing people. Hopefully that won't happen again.



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ImageInventory:
-- Hunter's Spear (Crit hit ratio up)
-- Bronze Armguards
-- Bronze Shinguards
-- Padded Tunic
-- Thick Coat
-- Aquafish Amulet (5% Agility in water)
-- Potions

Skills:

| Merman Heritage | The user is a merman with the the bonuses and drawbacks that entails. When in water, the user transforms into their merman form and the effectiveness of all skills is doubled as is speed, as well as giving the user the ability to breath underwater. However, the user also always takes double the damage from fire-based attacks.

| Hunt | The hunter never loses his quarry. The target has to be unaware of the use in order to the skill to activate. The user silently pursues and stalks his prey from the shadows. When the user strikes, if the target has remained unaware, then skill strikes with a guaranteed critical hit. 10% increase for enemy drops.

| Track | Nothing is ever hidden from the trained eyes of a hunter. If an enemy is in the user's immediate vicinity or has passed through within a reasonable time frame, the user can track the enemy or reveal it's location.

| Poach | An acrobatic attack in which the user gets a running start and then uses his spear as a pole to vault over the enemy. Once in position, the user then drives the weapon down, spearing the foe causing a critical hit and additional water-based damage. Underwater, Poach takes the form of a spinning corkscrew led with the spear, impaling the creature. If Poach defeats an enemy then the drop rate for items is 10% more.




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Despite what he might yell you, Akira wasn't born to the sound of trumpets blaring and the shuffle of angels feet. It was a far more simple affair than that, with the screaming lungs of loud mouthed baby. He was born to a middle class family in the suburbs. In what is about to become a running theme, Akira raised like any other average kid. His family had what they needed and little bit more, but never too much. He made decent marks in school, flying under the radar, but never did so badly as to be called out for it. Even his friends were completely average, much like him. None of them were certified geniuses, nor were any of them bricks which had managed to gain sentience. If Akira graphed his life a single line would run right down the middle.

And it drove him insane. He had a fun-loving, adventurous heart, so could you imagine his predicament being stuck in suburban hell? There were no adventures to be had, no excitement to be found, only living and breathing for another day. His saving grace was his imagination-- though he won't tell anyone that. Seriously, how lame is that? He created many stories in his head, all of them in which he was the hero, saving the day, or rescuing this weeks damsel in distress. While he was hard-pressed to find adventures on the outside, he created his own on the inside.

His spirit soon began to find other outlets. Over time, he began to draw. At first it was simple things. Stickmen, trees, clouds, nothing more than what you'd put on the refrigerator. But practice makes perfect, and soon he became quite the artist in his own right. Now all of the heroes and villains fighting in his head had a face and a form. He drew the adventures he made. Not only that, but Akira began slipping into games as well. Table-top and video games alike managed to hold his already short attention span (something something ADD). He found escape from his boring life in these things. There he wasn't simply some mouth breather, but a hero. Princes, soldiers, warriors, badasses, he played them all and there he found his adventures.

He was eighteen when the ACO incident happened. It'd been only luck that kept him from getting sucked into that world too. He searched his local stores for the game only to come away empty handed. He harbors guilt over this, seeing as the only thing saved him from having his mind-jacked was stupid dumb luck. In all honesty, he should have been stuck in there with them, helping them escape. Maybe it's an irrational thought from an irrational man, maybe it's just another one of his heroic fantasies kicking in, either way, it's certainly not the average school of thought.

Now twenty-three, Akira stands a salaryman in the business world. Fortunately for him, he enjoys the suit and tie affair, if not the work itself. The hero, after all, has to always look his utmost best. Still, he's a far cry away from his dream job, an Artist for one of the major video game company's. Turns out, the ordinary life still has it's hooks in him, no matter how hard he thrashes to escape it. Instead, he finds escape in the game world. A new VRMMO has came out, and he'll be damned if he misses this one. There are still reservations on the nature of the Virtual Reality becoming decidedly too real, but if it does, then the world will need a hero. And he just might be that hero.





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So begins...

Solstice's Story

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"No, no, too... bland," Akira decided, flicking passed the human option. "Demon? Haha, nope. Don't have near enough emotional issues to play one of those," He said, noting the prehensile tail and pair of horns sprouting from his dome. He'd leave those to the teenagers who wrote dark poetry in their parents basements. "Angels? My, aren't we quite equal opportunity. It's just a shame I'm not enough of a righteous ass to play one," He snarked, flicking through that race as well.

What brought an average everyday salaryman like Akira Kishiko into a virtual world like Lacrezia? The answer is simple. Escape. Average was the way of like for Akira, from his apartment, to his life, to even his real world features, everything was extraordinarily ordinary and it made the man want to beat his head against every concrete wall he could find. But here, in an online world, he could become exceptional. He could become more than a simple salaryman. He could become a hero.

He had taken the week off from work so that he could enjoy this game. He had a pile of vacation days saved up and decided to spend them on a vacation of a sort. He was off to another world, the virtual one. He'd select his character, and he'd work his way to the top. He'd fight monsters, see the sights, and experience everything the world had for him. The dangers of virtual reality was clear, the incident that occurred only five years before lingering somewhere in the back of his mind. But he wasn't worried. This VR was deemed safe, and even if it wasn't... Well, he was here this time. He was nothing, if not the hero this world needed.

"An elf? Wow, so original, I think I might die. I'd like to think I have a bit more imagination then that," Akira said sarcastically. Who exactly he was talking to was unclear, as the alabaster NPC standing in front of him registered no emotions. What she did instead was stare an uncomfortable hole right into Akira's forehead. He'd spent the first couple of minutes in the VR having himself a staring contest with the NPC, but soon enough he found that he would always be the loser in that game.

He flicked the race option once more and landed on Merman. The image that appeared was him with a bare chest and a fishtail. "Hmm," he hummed. That was certainly different. He flipped through the options, reading the details about the race. The more he read, the more he was intrigued. It certainly wasn't a class everyone would choose. It was different enough from a human, possessed more imagination that an elf, but neither was it as pretentious as angels and demons. "Not bad, but I'm really going to need a shirt. And I swear, if someone makes a little mermaid joke I'm going to bop them one," He said, confirming the race and he was brought to the customization menu.

What felt like an hour later, the image of the perfect character sat in front of him. Blue was the keyword. Akira had managed to find a shirt for the character, it's skin was darkened, and it's fishtail danced with brilliant blue hues. Akira couldn't help himself, he was already mentally compiling the character's attributes and characteristics. Happy with what me managed to create, Akira confirmed it and stepped away from the menu.

Now came the most important, and perhaps the hardest part of any character creation. "What would you like your character to be called?" It couldn't be his real name, that'd be silly. It had to be something suitably badass, something awesome. But it couldn't be anything too long, else people will risk forgetting it. A name a real hero would have. Akira crossed his arms and racked his brains for time. In his head, he pictured that of an artic sea, the sun hanging high in the desolate sky. He imagined his character to be from somewhere cold, and that's when it hit him. He snapped his fingers and opened his eyes to see his character once more, blue tattoos dimly glowing against the dusky backdrop of his skin, a wide grin spread across his face. He then looked up into the whiteness above and simply grinned to himself. He got it.

"Solstice."

"Your character has been completed! Welcome to the Lacrezia - The Reborn World!"


"Right, let's kick this thing off right," Solstice said grinning, his legs morphing and fusing into a single fin.


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"Oh.. Oh, this is cool as all hell."

Solstice spawned, and obviously the first thing he felt the need to do was to turn a backflip. Considering he was up to the gills in seawater, the backflip proved to no problem. At least, until he turned upside down. That's when the problem arrived. Solstice sat suspended in the water upside down, his equilibrium yet to adjust. "And just like that, I've made it lame. What. The. Hell?" Solstice said. A frown cut through his lips, but fortunately from the proper angle it looked like a smile. Arms crossed and Solstice then seemed to pout. This was completely uncool.

"This... Is going to take some learning," Solstice said, flailing his arms to try and right him. He managed to get halfway there, laying parallel to the seabed below him before something surprised him and ceased all progress he may or may not have had. In front of his face stood (swam?) the walking (swimming?) cliche of a merman. Green fins, lanky body, blonde shoulder length hair, a chiseled chest that could cut diamonds, and no shirt within miles. Had Solstice possessed low self-esteem, this would have depressed him. Instead, the NPC's sudden appearance did only one thing.

"Jeesus! Shouldn't you have a bell or something?!" The scare had the unintended effect of righting Solstice. For all of two seconds. Then he found himself listing lazily backward. A breaststroke or two saw to it that he remained righted. The mermaid movies he watched as a child did not address this issue. Still, he was doing alright, if he said so himself. He managed to right himself and swim level with the NPC, so yeah. Bonus points.

"Hello and welcome to the Healing Weed Fields! The birthplace of all Merfolk!" The NPC said excitedly. Someone was mighty chipper. I shall guide you on your first leg of your long Journey!" Oh, he was a guide NPC. Neat. Not that he really wanted a guide. He wanted to figure out this stuff for himself. It added to the feeling of accomplishment, and not to mention added a bit of adventure. However, there was one thing he could do with. Solstice raised a single finger response as he began listing backward, though this time he chose not to fight it. He just let it happen while his one finger remained raised.

When he decided to speak, Solstice was once again parallel to the seabed, though this time he was looking upward. He didn't let this discourage him, and nothing in his voice betrayed that anything was amiss. "One thing, that's all you need to help me with. I can handle the rest. The hell do I even swim!" He said, and immediately began thrashing again. For the second time in ten minutes, he found himself inverted.

The NPC proved to be a good teacher and within half-an-hour Solstice was swimming reliably. While there were still improvements to be made, he no longer accidentally found himself inverted or horizontal. All that was needed was the subtle movements in his tail fin, instead of his arms. Before long Solstice was slicing through the water with ease, even if it took a couple of crashes into an algae field to get the hang of it.

With the lesson on the basics done, Solstice bid farewell to his NPC teacher and headed toward the other NPCs who possessed his equipment. This was when the scale of the world truly hit him. Before he had been so focused on learning how to move reliably, that he forgot to notice, but now with nothing else on his mind he could take it it. Water spread out as far as the eye could see. Massive twines of seaweed rose from the seabed and into the sky. Brilliant hues of coral stood out from the grey rocks beneath. Even the sand beneath his tail fin twinkled from what sunlight filtered through from above.

Solstice angled himself parallel against the ground as he swam, this time on purpose, and scooped up a handful of the sand. He let the grains fall through fingers as he watched it dance back down to the sea floor. "Now it's cool as hell again," Solstice grinned, flicking his tail with as much power as he dared-- shooting him forward and toward the NPCs.

For equipment, Solstice already knew what he wanted. A spear-- well, a harpoon technically. He had read that one of the classes that was available to a merman was a hunter, and that tickled him interest. It was the better job of those available. His singing sucked too much to be a proper bard and mages were pansies, so hunter it was. With his spear in tow, Solstice pulled another intended flip and speed off toward the destination of his first task. Kill something. Typical RPG fair, if you asked him. "Hey, go here and kill a couple of these critters." But... In his case, he'd take the easy job. He had no idea how to swing his spear as he swam, so this was bound to be a learning experience.

"Let's hope I don't die. That'd be embarrassing as hell."

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"Do dododo doo. Level get," Solstice hummed the level up tune to himself. The small fry that he fought posed absolutely no threat to the great and mighty hunter that was Solstice. Literally. The fish he fought were literally small fry. Admittedly the fish had strange tusk-things to make them more threatening, but the only thing they were doing was tempting Solstice's inner kleptomania. He'd already gathered over a dozen of those tusks from drops and was just about to cash them in when an announcement rang through.

"Dear players! To celebrate first day of Lacrezia we prepared a special event. Near all race starting places there will be Field Boss which if defeated will give you a nice amount of money to start out with. We suggest that players who haven't reached level 10 yet restrain from fighting this beast as it is not nearly as easy as monsters you've been fighting until now. Good luck!"

Solstice halted his trek back to the nearest town and listened with bated ears. Once the announcement was over, his eyes drifted over to his level, at which point he studied it. Now, he could do the intelligent thing and grind out a couple more levels on these small fry... Or he could do something risky and fight the field boss immediately. Few guesses as to which path he chose. Solstice made a big show of spinning his spear behind him and then kicking off with his tail fin, propelling him through the water at a break neck pace toward where he first spawned.

The extra gold and experience was just a perk. The thought of fighting something other than freaky fanged fish was what set him off. He found himself wondering what the field boss would be. Probably something aquatic, since there was aqua in every direction he looked. Maybe a squid or an octopus. That would be awesome.

In the end, it turned out that finding the field boss was easier said than done. Solstice had to go through a half-dozen more small fry (obtaining two or three tusks along the way) before the field boss showed itself. A squid it was not. A look of disappointment graced Solstice's face. "Did not see that coming," he said in monotone.

The monster that floated in front of him was nothing but a jellyfish. Wrathful Jelly it's official name. Fair enough, if Solstice was a dumb jellyfish, he'd be pissed too. Still, a fight was a fight and Solstice drifted in close. And this is where underestimating his opponent bit him the ass (hind fin?) The jelly struck quick with one of it's stingers, tagging Solstice squarely in the shoulder. He watched as a chuck of his health bar drained and his eye trembled in response.

"Oh. Okay. I see how it is. Lame ass jellyfish taking potshots. Haha, you'll get yours," He griped, slapping the next tentacle away with his spear. With that, the battle was on. Once more, Solstice kicked off with his tail fin, slicing through the water. Now he had a chance to demonstrate the underwater skills he had acquired fighting off those small fry. He spun his spear and batted off another stinger, stopped the spin, then reversed it, batting another away on his opposite side. Still, he could play defense all day and still loose. The jelly had more stingers than he had arms-- he'd have to try and get some offense going.

To begin, Solstice swam upward, attempting to get over the jelly. This is where his first ten levels of being a hunter came into play. He corkscrewed through the water, using his spear to bat away naughty stingers. Dexterity was one of his classes main draws, and he'll be damned if he didn't use it to his advantage. Using the momentum to his advantage he held his spear out and smashed it into the side of the Jellyfish, returning good as he got. Still, it was the single strike of a all out battle. Solstice wouldn't have it any other way.

The jelly moved next, wrapping Solstice in one of it's tentacle and wrenching him down to it's face-- if jellyfish had faces. As far as he was concerned, it counted enough as a face, and therefore presented a suitable stabbing point. He thrashed violently, trying to at least free his spearhand. The tentacle bound tighter and tighter, and Solstice could feel his health drain every second he stayed within the beasts grasp. Then, the break he needed, his spearhand tore free and he lashed out with his spear. The random slash had the effect of slashing the tentacle, freeing Solstice properly. He captilized, spinning his tail fin and spearing the jelly through and through.

"Suck it you big stupid jellyfish!" Solstice said, steadily pushing the spear in deeper and deeper, until the jelly listed downward and the spear struck dirt. That's when the Jelly disappeared, defeated. Solstice was left with a hearty chunk missing from his health bar, but still victory. He rested on the seafloor, his head leaning heavily against his spear.



"Do... dododo doo, Level... get."

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"Here fishy fishy fishy, I've got a present for you," Solstice murmured under his breath. Since he'd beaten the Wrathful Jelly (Which was still a ridiculous concept for an enemy) he'd been leveling and beginning to acquire some hunter skills. The first of these skills, hunt was the very one he was practicing now. Never before had Solstice thought of playing a stealthy character-- considering his mouth and his play-style didn't allow much for stealth, but there he was, stealthing it up in a kelp forest.

Solstice was hiding behind one of the huge kelp strands in an attempt to hunt something-- anything. He was tired of the Small Fry, and hungered for something different. Variety was the spice of life, after all. That's what lured him to the outskirts of the Healing Weed Field, in hopes of finding a different monster. But so far, the only thing he'd found was kelp. A lot of kelp. Kelp for days even. As it would have it, while a kelp forest was good for obscuring one's own movements, it was also great for obscuring that of an enemy.

It'd been minutes before he was beginning to feel that stealth wasn't his preferred style. Currently, Solstice was pondering on the catharsis of simply hewing the entire forest down with long swings of his spear. "Yeah... That'd be fun. I bet-- Oh crap," He began and ended, finally happening across the first enemy he'd seen in a while. He paused in his wake and flipped his flipper as quickly and as quietly as he could, backing himself up behind a kelp tree.

With his back against the tree, he paused and controlled his breathing, listening intently. Nothing. No raging howl, no screech, nothing to suggest that he'd even been spotted. Taking a risk, Solstice dropped his head out of cover for a second to get a better glimpse of his prey. His prey... He liked the sound of that. Maybe being a hunter wasn't so bad-- if he could find prey more reliably. The creature he'd almost tripped over (if one could trip in water) had a walrus like appearance about it. Leathery grey skin, a huge body, and four tusks, a pair curving down and a pair curving up. What was with everything having tusks under water? The Jelly was beginning to sound original. Either way, those tusks were coming home with him.

Bobbing his head out for a second proved to not set the creature off, so he did it again. This time he noted how the creature was turned away from him. The perfect position for Solstice to launch an attack. He took a few moments to collect himself, took a deep breath, and bounded out from behind the kelp tree, spear first. He struck quick, driving the spear into the creature's back. Critical Hit! "Haha! Eat it-- Oh what the hell?!"

The critical hit did strike for a lot of damage, that wasn't the problem. The problem lie in the fact that the Walrus creature (Walross the official name) had a lot more health. So now the Walross turned and squared off with Solstice, it's quad tusks looking much more menacing when it was staring him the face. "Heh... Hello?" Unsurprisingly, Solstice's greeting was met with an angry attack. One he'd just managed to twist out of the way of. Thankful for the dexterity and the three dimensional movement, Solstice took the chance to dart back into the kelp forest.

The Walross was hot on his fins as Solstice darted between kelp trees, trying in his best to lose the beast. Before long, Solstice managed to elude the Walross, but it gave him an idea. Hit and run. Solstice found the creature again, and this time he struck without hesitation, scoring another critical. This time however, instead of sticking around and greeting it, Solstice took off into the forest again. He did it for the third and eventually final time, defeating the creature and harvesting it's tusks.

Turning the tusks over in his hands, Solstice nodded to himself quite pleased. "Hmm. I'm a great and mighty hunter. Who knew?" He said, pocketing the tusks and darting back into the forest to rinse and repeat. After a couple more hunts, Solstice figured it was time to call it, and headed back to the nearest town, turning in all of his quests and selling his loot. Heading toward the inn with a fatter bank than when he began he turned in for the night...




... Or what was left of it. The Virtual Glass came off and Akira's eyes were immediately drawn to the clock on his nightstand. 2:36. Far later than he thought it would be. Rolling his carcass off of his bed, he stood and immediately floundered. Spending a better part of his day in an underwater environment made his legs feel like jelly (fortunately not the Wrathful type). So then it was with floundering step that he lurched down the hall and into the bathroom. After taking a quick shower he lumbered down back the hall and floundered into bed.

As he closed his eyes, Akira's last waking thoughts were those of Solstices, swimming in an ever present sea. Hunting through thick kelp forests and hiding amongst the brilliant hued corals.

"Tomorrow... I'll get serious." He told himself as he drifted off to sleep.

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Bzzt bzzt bzzt bzzt bzzt bzzt

And for the fifth time that morning, the snooze button was slammed with the fury of a man trying his damnedest to sleep in. Perhaps morning was being optimistic, as afternoon was swiftly approaching. However, it wasn't the alarm clock that roused Akira from his bed, no, that would be the shaft of light assaulting his face that did the trick. It was as if the sun itself wanted to wake his lazy good-for-nothing ass up, and it did. At first, Akira only greet the sorta-morning with a venom filled glared, but for all his intimidation, the shaft of sunlight stood resolute.

Not many people would actively try to fight the sun, but Akira wasn't many people. He was one of a kind, stuck in a usual ordinary world. With a single violent lurch, Akira rose to a sitting position in his bed and just sat there for a few. His short night was filled with Solstice fighting creatures, far too deeply entrenched in the forefront of his subconscious to fight. Now he sat, awakened to the real world. Akira's eyes were glazed, but still managed to drift toward the alarm clock, pressing the off button for sure this time. The tempatation to slink back into bed was great, but Akira fought against it valiantly and swung his feet off the bed.

Was followed was Akira's usual morning routine. He flung open his closet and chose his day's attire-- a yellow dress shirt with a gray vest-- sans tie, and a matching pair of slacks. Akira was nothing if not a well dressed Vagabond. Sure, it would have been much easier to throw on a tee and some sweat pants, but he wasn't the type to do the easy things. No use in doing things half-way. Besides, he prided himself on his looks. It was one way he stood out in his extraordinarily ordinary life. Next he ran a comb through his hair a couple of times and he departed his bedroom and out of his apartment.

It was all part of a routine. Get up, get dressed, get something to eat down the street, and then go to work. Only this time instead of work, Lacrezia waited in it's place. It was an ordinary routine, but one he didn't mind. The little shop down the street had decent break-- well, lunch now. But it wasn't the food he was looking forward to. It was the coffee. The delicious aromatic coffee that was sure to pry his eyelids wide. It wasn't that the coffee he made was terrible, theirs were just better. He could also cook for himself, but it was still too early and him too tired, he might just burn his whole apartment building down if he tried.

The lunch didn't take long, and the coffee long since poured down his throat. He was on his way back to his apartment when something caught his eye. "Join our special card tournament! First 3 places will receive a marvelous item to strengthen their avatar in Lacrezia - The Reborn World!"

"... A card tournament?" He asked himself, his head tilting quizzically. It was curiously intriguing, and the special item up for grabs didn't hurt neither. A special item that only three people would have. So exclusive. Obviously he needed it. He needed it something fierce. "Oh yes, you're coming home with papa." He told himself as he entered the store. He dabbled in card games before, between him and his buddies in high school, so it wasn't like he was totally unprepared. It was worth a shot, one can't win if they don't try after all.

He caught the eye of the storekeeper's and hooked a thumb toward the poster, "What's up with the tournament?" He asked. "Ah, interested in that video game, are you? The tournament starts at two, but you can sign up and come back later. No need to hang out for an... Hour" He said, taking a moment to glance at his watch.

Akira nodded in acknowledgement, "I'm in, let me see the registration thingy-- and a newspaper," He said, taking the paper and signing his name in a big, perhaps unnecessary flourish. The newspaper was for him though. He'd seen a bench outside the shop with his name on it. Might as well kill some time reading the paper while he was there. With his name entered and his paper bought, he exited the shop and planted himself on the bench, popping a cigeratte in his mouth and opening the newspaper.

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Once Jeanne got home, she instantly grabbed a cookbook, put in counter and started to clean vegetables. This was one of those rare time when girl wanted to eat some real food. Surprisingly Jeanne was actually a rather good cook. Before her rebellious age kicked in, her mother had taught her everything that a good wife would need to make her husband happy. Not that Jeanne intended to please her husband... or getting married at all. She found it rather impossible to live peacefully together with some man as he would probably lie, cheat on her, drink, smoke or even worse.

Jeanne's hands moved quickly around the counter as she prepared various dishes. After more than hour of intense cooking her breakfast (for other people lunch) was ready. It consisted of meat stroganov, fried potatoes, pasta, vegetable salad, fruit dessert and grape juice. Although Jeanne is rather slim, she really eats a lot. One would be surprised how does she not get fat, but somehow this girl always managed to keep her form without any special work-out. In high school some underclassmen said that Jeanne cannot get fat, because she's goddess of food and grace. Nobody quite knows who invented this ridiculous rumor, but Jeanne doesn't really care.

Once girl had finished her lunch and cleaned the dishes (which she hated to do, but did nonetheless), she decided that it was time to return to the shop since it was almost 1 pm. After all, these tournaments tend to check their participants before the start so it might take a while for organizers to get everything ready. Also Jeanne might be able to find out what kind of card game she will have to play and what kind of opponents will she face.

As she neared the shop, she saw a young man sitting on a bench not too far from it. "He must be here for the tournament too," Jeanne thought to herself and after short glance a man, entered the shop. It was filled in excited participants who were discussing between themselves what would they have to play or bragging about their achievements in Lacrezia. Jeanne of course was not interested in that, instead she tried to observe her opponents for a bit. After all cards games were all about fooling your opponent and finding their weak spot.

Participants were mostly young men from age 15 to 23. There were girls here too, however Jeanne looked like the oldest one of them. Guys obviously were overconfident but girls were not quite sure of themselves. Brunette could easily see that they were nervous. "If we are going to play poker, these guys don't even have a chance of victory," she thought and then looked outside the shop window to see the same man still sitting on bench and reading the newspaper. He didn't look neither overconfident, nor nervous. "A worthy opponent," Jeanne thought and smirked to herself.

"Please all participants get ready for the tournament! We will announce the rules of game and match-ups after 15 minutes!"One of employees announced through microphone so that he could be heard not only in the shop but also in the area around it.

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The lights from the sun shone dimly through the blinds of the windows. Ayana slowly began to stir from her sleep, but not in a good mood at all. Staying up playing Lacrezia late at night put a strain on her eyes and now she was feeling awkward just lying here in bed. Having trouble trying to adjust to reality again she slowly rose from her bed and walked to the bathroom, holding the wall to keep her from falling on the way to there.

When she got there her hair looked, well putting lightly, hideous. It was knotted up together and looked like a cat had clawed through it. She really isn't in the mood of combing and brushing through it, so she just threw it into a loose ponytail. She wasn't planning to leave the house much to day , so it didn't really matter to her. Though she always wore a hoodie whenever she went outside for some reason, just another weird habit of hers. She did't plan to do much today except play Lacrezia until level twenty and after that either play some of the other games that she has collected over time or go to sleep for the rest of the day.

She did have a project to finish but she wasn't focused on that right now, if she didn't do it she didn't do it and that was that. Besides, she felt too tired to do anything right now so she took a quick shower to wake herself up. Even that didn't do much to wake her up to but it was worth a try. Yeah, well throwing that aside, she went back to her room; which was a complete and utter mess by the way, and began to look for the Virtual Glass glasses so that she could start playing Lacrezia. "Ahhh shit..I lost it already, whatever, I'll just look for it later on. I'm sure that it it'll show itself soon" She just kept telling herself that and turned the light off in her room, covering it in darkness then exited.

Yep, she wasn't the neatest person now was she? Bought something the other day and loses it in her sea of junk she calls a room. After she left her room she went to her kitchen to get something to eat since she had nothing better to do. She had made Rice balls the other day and there were still some left over so she figured that she would just eat that for now since she didn't feel like cooking anytime today. Afterwards she decided to take a step outside of her house since she didn't have anything better to do at the moment, not without her hoodie of course.

Well, that wasn't the only reason that she was leaving her house, she had also heard from a friend of hers that their was going to be a card tournament. The only problem was that they didn't tell her where it would be. She spent at least eight minutes wondering around the city aimlessly until she was able to find where it was being held. After she had signed up she noticed there were already many people waiting to participate, and honestly, none of them looked like they were even worth the time. Though she did spot a man sitting outside of the shop with cigarette reading a newspaper. He looked well dressed, so what would someone like him be doing at a card tournament?

She did spot a young women inside the shop as well, so she just figured they might both be here for the tournament and pushed the thoughts out of her head.

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Takeshi, after devouring his cereal and putting the groceries away, decided to take a nap. He had actually stayed up fairly late last night playing the game to power level as quick as possible. Helping other players would require knowledge and strength in the game and you did not get that from just sitting around. Well, just sitting around in the game anyway. In any case, he was tired and he took the time between breakfast and the tournament to catch up on sleep.

When the young man awoke, he stretched his arms high in the sky as usual and an audible yawn escaped his lips. Had anybody else been in the house, they might've jumped out of their skin, but living alone does have its benefits. Downsides as well, but benefits. He glanced over at his alarm clock, glad he had it. Takeshi used to be known for sleeping in much later than he should, and the noise emitted from this item sure as hell did its job to wake him. He slammed his hand down on the 'snooze' button and then took a shower.

Takeshi quite literally tested the waters as he stuck his hand in the shower.

COLDCOLDCOLDCOLDCOLDCOLDCOLD!!!

He had twisted the wrong setting, so the water was of course ice cold. It was just like a lightswitch - you never really remembered the difference between the fan and the light. But, experienced, he only sacrificed his arm to the shower. Soon, it gradually became warmer and warmer, on the brink of scolding hot. Takeshi enjoyed warmer settings, and not like other people. If the water wasn't REALLY hot, it wasn't as enjoyable. When it was finally to his liking, the young man stepped into the shower and begun cleaning himself off.

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"Ah~ That was so nice~!" he nearly sung. Showers were always so refreshing! Now he was ready to take on the final boss of a dungeon, or his angry boss! Well, actually he had no reason to speak to his boss today, so he could screw around today, hence the card tournament. Now that he was thinking about it... did he even know what they were doing? If it was something like Poker, Old Maid, or Blackjack then he could play without worry, but card games weren't really his cup of tea unless they were on motorcycles. "Well, no use in worrying about it now." he said as he headed out his door to go to the store. By now, he should have little over 30 minutes before 2pm.

The store seemed a great deal more lively than when he had been there earlier. He could hear people conversing from feet from the door and there was a man reading a newspaper just outside on a bench. Takeshi continued forth to enter the store as he turned his head back to face where he was going. It turns out that Takeshi had lept before he looked and clumsily bumped into something.

"Eh?" he glanced around. He didn't see anythi----

His eye caught sight of black hair just at the bottom of his peripheral vision. He had bumped into a person, yet this person was small enough that he did not actually see her until he moved his eyes downward by a tad bit. "Oh," he said. "I'm sorry, I was being dumb and wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?" he asked, looking past her. Strange. Nobody's with her? He couldn't see anybody who appeared to be with her. Well, maybe her parents were inside and she was meeting up with them. Takeshi was about to open his mouth to make a comment about if she knew where her parents were, when, unbeknownst to him, the storeowner had saved his life by making an announcement.

"Please all participants get ready for the tournament! We will announce the rules of game and match-ups after 15 minutes!" came a voice from a megaphone.

Well, seems I got here a bit early. Well, better that then late.

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"Great, I get to be one of those weirdos that sat in the back of the class and played cards," Akira deadpanned. "Not so fast, you've activated my trap card..." Akira continued to joke, this time so that he wouldn't be tempted to say it in the middle of a card game. He has slipped back into the shop when the announcer began to announce the rules. He flipped his cigarette into the street and left the newspaper on the bench. He wouldn't need it in here.

His first opponent? Takeshi Matou. He had no idea who the dude was. AKira could do little else beside scan the shop and look for a fellow or looked vaguely Takeshi-like. Unsurprisingly, with so little details he wasn't able to find the guy. With little else to do, Akira walked toward the announcer to receive his deck. There were a few to choose from, only with a single image on the front to set one apart from the other. Feeling particularly lucky, Akira simply closed his eyes and grabbed one randomly. In his hands

"Hmm," Akira hummed as he examined his deck. The image was that of a sea monster. He was about the choke on the coincidence. Sifting through his cards, he dully noted that the entire deck was water based. Luck of the draw indeed. However, there was one undeniably good thing about the deck. "At least there's no Wrathful Jelly in this one," He said, chuckling to himself. Pocketing the deck-- and grabbing a rule book on his way.

He found the designating dueling area (a name which made him cringe) and took a seat at one of the dueling tables (this one almost made him vomit) and began shuffling his deck while waiting for him opponent. Other than the cringing playing at his face, he seemed relatively calm. Why wouldn't he? It was just a card game, it wasn't like his soul was going to get sucked into a nether realm if he lost. He wasn't going to take it too seriously. That didn't mean he wasn't going to try his damnedest to win-- he wasn't a loser.

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"Oh hey, I remember this game from a while ago!" Takeshi chuckled to himself, remembering some of his memories with a few of his friends. It was almost a shame he never got really good at the game, as he was more of an outside person, but there was nothing he could do about it now. At the very least, he wouldn't have the hardest time getting used to it again. "Now... Akira Kishiko...." he looked around, attempting to spot that someone. Of course, not knowing what he looked like, Takeshi had no real way to tell if he did find the person. Yet, his eyes locked onto the well-dressed man that had been sitting outside earlier. He walked up to the announcer and picked a deck, then headed to the dueling area.

The young man figured that was his opponent and wore a smile. He was probably really smart, or at least knew how to play this game too! He didn't look nervous or display any other signs of a lack of self-confidence, though his face was occasionally switching every now and then, for whatever reason. That didn't really concern Takeshi at the moment.

"I'll take...." he glanced at the decks. There was no real way to tell what was inside of them, save for the picture on the top of the deck. Deciding it did not really matter which one he chose, he picked one with a dragon for the picture, grabbed a rule book, and continued over to his table, where Akira Kishiko was sitting. As he sat, he glanced through his deck briefly, revealing he had a deck based on the element of Light. How fitting. He held the urge to laugh in his stomach and then moved his attention from his deck to his opponent. "I hope you'll forgive me. I haven't played this in... seven or so years, so I might not put up much of a fight. Either way, good luck."

Takeshi, of course, was wearing quite the confident smile as he spoke, most likely dashing any chance of someone believing he did not have much confidence in his own ability to play the game. But that's just because he could wear a great false smile. "Still... how fun it is that the Warrior of Light got a Light-based deck..." he mumbled to himself, just loud enough for someone to hear if they were actively paying attention.

Takeshi played his first card face-down to begin the game, simply smiling in response. He wasn't going to wait for his opponent. If he was going to win, or at least put up a fight, he'd need to be proactive!

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"I hope you shuffled that first," Akira said, pointing at the man's deck. If he was upset at all that this Takeshi, he didn't let it show on his face. Because in all honesty, Akira wasn't. He was pleasantly surprised. They could forgo the coin-toss and dive right into the monster battle. He wanted to go second, so that he could watch his opponent make the first move and go from there. For the day that he played around in Lacrezia, it looked like Solstice had managed to rub off on his player. Patient hunter and all that jazz.

Akira finished shuffling his deck with an unnecessary flourish and then placed it in it's respective spot on the mat. Next he drew his hand, each card popping off the deck with an audible snap. Akira was trying his best to make the card game cool, dammit. He looked over the cards he drew, reading their effects, and weighing the strength and weaknesses in his mind. Feeling okay with what he drew, he picked the first card out of his hand and showed it to his opponent.

"And a water deck for the Merman," Akira revealed, placing A Legendary Ocean into the designated field area, turning the entire table into his own underwater wonderland. Otherwise, he simply put down a pair of face-down cards on his field, one in the spell field and one in the monster field. He was still testing his opponent, there was a time and a place for attacking. However, this tactic made the first couple of round boring as hell.

Sighing, Akira figured he could try and strike up something of a conversation. If only to be polite. "So, Lacrezia, huh?" He offered simply.


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Takeshi smiled as he drew a card from his deck to his hand. "Can't really trust that game now, can we?" he asked as he looked at his cards. Not being much of a card player, he really did not know exactly how to set this up to win. Oh well. He pondered what sounded good and placed a facedown spell card onto the field, now having a monster in the face-down position with some support from his new card.

He hadn't attempted to be flamboyant in the least during the card game. Whether this was because he just didn't know how or did not feel like there was a reason to remains to be seen. He gave another glance over his cards to see what he had. There was a trap card in his possession as well as a couple of monsters, one being too high-ranked to summon at the moment. It also happened to look a lot like the monster he slew to acquire Hope's Edge in ACO, which brought up a small chuckle from his heart. He finally turned to his opponent.

"Guess people really want these VRMMOs to work out, what with them ignoring the ACO incident." he ended his turn as he said this. "Either way, I guess I can't just sit back and do nothing. If something happens, a veteran of such an incident will help things along much faster, I'm sure."

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The match turned out to be really fierce as Jeanne's opponent obviously was no amateur in games. At first brunette tried to lure Shizuka into her traps, but she always managed to dodge them and then counterattack with some powerful magic effects. Seeing as trap strategy didn't work, Jeanne tried to weaken Shizuka's monster power however girl managed to avoid that too. In the Jeanne went with her classic strategy which of course is brute strength. She summoned Jeweled Red Dragon Archfiend, destroyed any monsters that overpowered it and just struck Shizuka until she had no more life points left. It was a close call though, because Jeanne herself had only 300 Life Points left.

"That was a good match," Jeanne said after a match and offered her hand for handshake. She has recognized girl's skills and honestly she hoped that maybe someday she could fight side by side with her in Lacrezia. They would surely make a good team.

"Since you won the match you will now have to wait until other players finish their first rounds. After that you will be whoever the winner will be in group A. If you wish you can observe their match," said game organizer after Jeanne had finished her round. She certainly was curious to find out about her opponent, so she decided to do what organizer had suggested. And it's a good thing she did, because the guy she will be facing definitely is one of those few players who actually knows what they are doing. One of them was golden-haired guy who somehow reeked of positive energy. Jeanne wasn't quite sure if she liked it or not. The other was the same guy she saw earlier sitting on bench. Match was rather intense, so brunette was curious to see which one of them will she face.

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"What else do you expect?" Akira asked aloofly. He too drew another card from his deck, and examined it a bit before taking another look at the field. "People want an escape, even if it tries to suck their brains out of their heads," Akira said, taking a glance up at Takeshi. He ignored the man's comment about a veteran coming in to save the day. That was an idealist belief, thinking one could just swoop in and be the savior everyone needed. Far too serious for his own tastes. "People will do odd things just to try and forget about their lives, even for just a moment."

The hypocrisy was lost entirely on Akira. That was exactly why he dove headfirst into the Virtual Glass. He wanted to forget his hum-drum everyday and be something more than an average ordinary (though nicely dress) guy. Everyone believed that they'd could be the biggest badass in the world if just the right conditions were made, and Akira was no different. There was seeds of grandeur planted in his own brain. Like every man and boy, he believed that if placed in the same situations that he would be the one to rise up and be the savior. Those seeds were hidden deep within the wrinkles in his mind though, covered in a deep layer of immature logic and silly antics.

Akira dropped his hand to the table and summoned what seemed to be a mermaid type creature, and prepared to attack. Two turns had been long enough to lay out his trap, and next came the cunning hunter's spear. "The thing has been tested to be completely safe," Akira hummed, "The guardians wouldn't let it see the light of day if there was even a possibility of a repeat."

At that, a grin spread across Akira's face, "But let's not worry about that, heart of the cards and all that stuff," He said, finally engaging in some offense in his cards. With that, Akira stopped trying to go for casual small talk and began to try and win the game. Time passed, and Akira became aware that they were one of the last pairs to still dueling-- Takeshi proved to be a pretty good opponent. Akira kept on his toes, and cultivated the mindset he acquired when playing Solstice. Akira was a slippery opponent, relying on his traps and effects of his monster than the monsters themselves. In the end, his lateral thinking won him the day-- if just barely.

When it was all said and done, Akira couldn't help but be fond of the challenge. When the last card was flipped, Akira stood and stretched his hand out in acknowledgement. "G.G, bro. G.G," Akira offered through a grin. With that, Akira began to wonder who his next opponent was, and if they all were going to be as difficult at Takeshi proved to be.


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"Heh, that was a great win," Jeanne congratulated man named Akira (as she found out while watching the match) and grinned. "However if you want to win the next match, I suggest you don't give your opponent so many openings to strike."

With that comment Jeanne took her deck and headed towards the table where she would duel Akira. Although that was nothing more than a strategy to throw him off balance. Dude, actually barely left any openings at all, so she had to distract him somehow to win. Obviously her pure power strategy ain't going to work here. Honestly, this man somehow radiated this powerful and confident aura, that could even make her feel weak. That doesn't mean she will just give up without a fight. If brunette is bound to lose then she will make sure to cause as much trouble as possible for this man.

"Let's hope that in Lacrezia we will fight together not against each other," Jeanne said at beginning of match and shuffled her deck.

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Ayana was slightly pissed about the way the lost, though she made sure that she wouldn't be beaten by the same thing twice when she faced her next opponent. She completely set on winning her next match now that she had gotten the hang of the game.

Whenever her old opponent extended her hand for a hand shake, she reluctantly shook it, trying not to seem rude. After that she decided to watch the other match up that had been announced. They two men battling both looked like fine opponents but she could see where both of them had made there mistakes in that match-up. In the end the well dressed man had won the match and the young man with golden lost. She honestly wasn't that surprised that he lost against the other guy. She started to glance at her cards again trying to figure out what would go best with what, already getting ready for her next match with Takeshi.



yeah this post was rushed since i was trying to get it over with before my electricity went out again.

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There were a lot more mistakes Takeshi made at the start of the match than there was further in. Takeshi was trying to remember the strategy that his friend would use that set him up for an almost-uncounterable win. After a majority of the battle, he did, in fact, remember how to set himself up for this win, but it had been much too late, for it was a strategy best started early in the match. He did his best to play by ear, but there had been too many well-placed trap cards that had either wiped out the strong monsters he was able to summon, or had prevented him from directly striking a man's lifepoints In the end, it was his opponent who had seized victory, but Takeshi did managed to put up a big enough fight. And, of course, this was probably the most fun he'd had with a card game in quite some time. The blonde-haired man simply smiled at his defeat, more aware of the fun he had than the loss he had suffered.

He shook the hand of the well-dressed victor and grinned. "Good game indeed." he said as they parted. He still had another game against... the child. Or, well, to be honest, she seemed to hold herself up higher than a child would. Almost like a young adult in a child's body. Well, this was what he got from watching the beginning of her match, before his own started. Either way, he knew not to underestimate her. Her match ended up being a close one like Takeshi's, so she'd probably come at Takeshi with enough power to redeem her loss. This, however, excited the young man. Maybe not as much as a fight in Lacrezia would, but still, Takeshi had always been competitive.

The manager led Takeshi and his new opponent to a separate table, where they'd do battle. Takeshi took his seat, glancing through his deck and taking note of what cards he needed to play and in what order to get his victory assured. Obviously, he enjoyed the challenge much more than he did the reward, but that did not mean he was not going to give his all to win. Winning was fun too. This match, however, Takeshi decided that he would not play his cards first, and shuffled them before placing them down and waiting for his opponent to be ready.

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"Oh, I don't know, I think I did alright," Akira whistled, glancing back as Takeshi took his leave from the table. "I think I can deal," He replied with a shrug. If she was expecting that simple comment to shake him to the core, she obviously didn't know Akira. Obviously. They had only just met, it made some kind of sense that she knew nothing about him. He took the comment with the same difference he took everything, a simple shrug and a jackass grin.

As he walked to the next designated dueling area (honestly, he felt like a pair of horn-rimmed glasses away from being a massive nerd by now) he set about cutting and shuffling his cards. There was a hint of flourish here and there as the card flew between his hands. What was the point of doing anything if he couldn't put his own sense of style in it, right?

With the trek to the next table, taking his own seat and plopping his deck down in it's area. Next came the drawing, and once again he found himself examining his cards. Traps, spells, and monsters, oh my. He set a pair of cards down in his spell field and put a monster card face down in the monster area, calling it for his turn.

"A children's card game is a poor substitute for skill in the game," Akira said. Lacrezia wasn't a card based game-- if it was he certainly wouldn't have bought it. Card games weren't his cup of tea, though it was once. Then again, who hadn't been swept up in a card game every now and then. Every card held in his hand brought back memories of the skills he though he'd long since buried. He thought he was done when he gave his deck away all those years ago, yet here he was, playing a card game once more.

But the priiize, he told himself. A unique item for use in Lacrezia. He wanted it, stemming from his wild desire to be as unique as possible. "Against or together-- I'll still have to beat my area's boss," He said, tilting his head. The prospect of battling another player in Lacrezia was an interesting one, if only just for kicks. That train of thought brought up a very good question. The mermen were situated in Subaqua-- which meant most of the area was underwater. In order to fight, they'd have to be in the same area. What happens if another race tried to enter Subaqua? Do they suddenly sprout tails too?

"I don't know, a friendly squabble every now and then don't sound so bad."

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Akira hadn't given in to Jeanne's intimidating comment. Actually he had shrugged it off the same way she would have. Well, now it at least was clear that the two of them were somewhat similar. At least in a way they handle competitions and opponents. That obviously made Jeanne respect the man only more. Although she was somewhat curious as to why would this young, well-dressed man, cut out of be a businessman, would play an VRMMO.

"A friendly squabble, eh? I think we first need to graduate out of being noobs. I don't know about you, but I'm still not allowed to move between realms and there's no way of knowing from which realm are we in is it now?" Jeanne said while the card game continued. Actually two of them weren't paying too much attention to card game anymore rather than the conversation. Both of them summoned some monsters, set some traps, but neither one seemed to gain upper hand for too long.

"How did you handle the fact that almost every race is nearly naked?" Brunette asked with a small chuckle. Women outfits at beginning weren't so bad, but she saw that some male elves at beginning area were basically naked with only tiny pair shorts covering them. Girls obviously were secretly eyeing the half-naked avatar's, probably hoping to get closer to them. Jeanne however didn't care. When she was a gang leader, her subordinates who were all men, used to walk their base half-naked or even naked since nobody really cared if someone saw them or not. Most likely her subordinates also thought of her as a guy, except you know with boobs and stuff.

Suddenly an interesting idea appeared in Jeanne's mind. "How about a challenge?" She grinned and played next card as if to show that she wasn't very interested in it. Actually challenges were her weak spot. If she hears the word "challenge", Jeanne won't give up until she has beaten it. Usually these challenges included beating up other gang members, but sometimes she also did other kind of challenges. Like that one time when nerd from her class got caught up in one of Jeanne's fights said that Jeanne could nothing else except from fighting. Brunette then took loads of time studying like crazy and managed to get higher score than this nerd. Needless to say that poor guy was shocked and he never dared to say anything bad to brunette again. She wasn't sure if it was out of fear or respect though.

"However finds out other's character in Lacrezia - wins!"

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"Who you calling noob? I'll have you know I beat a pissed off Jellyfish and only about died twice," Akira said, chucking. Not at the joke itself mind, but the fact that it was entirely true. Had he any self-esteem issues, it might have brought a tear to his eyes, but fortunately, Akira was not lacking in the esteem, and simply shook it off. What followed next was a couple of more card draws and moves from Akira, trying his best to set up a decent net to trap Jeanne in. Bless her heart though, she was doing a pretty good job of dodging it.

"Easy," He responded to her clothing question, "I found a shirt and put it on," Sure, he had nothing to worry about personally, thanks to the earlier mentioned self-esteem. In fact, whenever he found himself planted in front of a mirror without a shirt, there went five minutes of his time admiring the spectacularly chiseled specimen that stared back at him. Or so he would think. In reality, he wasn't anything but an average build. Not too much fat, not too much muscle, and not too much skin-- but who didn't fantasize every now and then.

"Found a real nice blue one that matched my eyes," He mentioned with a grin. He was a stylish individual, after all, it wouldn't do to have his clothing clash with each other. He was playing a merman, not a train wreck.
"Hmm, a challenge?" Akira questioned, his lower lip sticking out in thought. He liked challenges, sure, if they were fun and didn't subtract from anything he wanted to do. He was all about his star player.

"So... Hide and seek, basically?" Akira asked with a raised eyebrow. Marco Polo would have been a better parallel, but he wasn't going to give her anything else she could go off of. "Eh, why not?" He agreed with a shrug of his shoulder. The girl was still a complete stranger, and the street went both ways. She knew nothing about him, and even less about Solstice. Fortunately for him, Solstice looked nothing like him and he didn't have reality to keep his antics in check.

Akira then set down a pair of card in his trap field, followed by another face down creature card. "So what do I get when I win," He said with a arrogant smirk. He was not above being an arrogant dick. Flawed heroes were always the best ones after all.