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muse-eutopia:

Wow, Sans didn’t know people could be this generous up here. Sure, he was kind of expecting an explanation of what Lien was, but the fact she was willing to give him anything from the menu in exchange for information was a deal that Sans could not pass up.

“That’s a deal I cannot and will not say no to. Uhh… Hmm. I’ll have what they’re having.” Sans replied as he pointed to a man at the bar having a mug of beer. Sans didn’t know what it was, yet it intrigued him. Perhaps it was like something he had at Grillby’s before, but there was no way of knowing that without trying it.

“Now, where to start?” Sans asked himself as he tapped his bony fingers on the table. There was a lot of things he could say, but quite a bit was quite sensitive information that couldn’t be shared lightly. Well, might as well disclose the boring stuff.

“Well, the place where I come from is called The Underground, to be specific, I come from the Town of Snowdin. As you could imagine by the name, it gets quite a bit of snow daily. Snowdin had the best Cinnamon Bunnies around and my favorite bar, Grillby’s was there too. Man, Grillby’s had the best potato chisps and shakes around. Is there any specific questions you had about The Underground?” Sans asked as he awaited his mug of strange liquid.

“As for my brother’s crazy puzzle antics? Well, to be blunt, he tries very hard. I remember he rigged a bridge with a flamethrower, a wrecking ball with spikes, a dog, and various other things.” Sans added on as he began to reminisce about all the fun times he had with his brother, building puzzles and then poking holes in their design.

        “Alright,” she pulled out a notepad, “Same size, too?”

           She looked almost entranced by his explanation, not stopping him even after ‘Cinnamon Bunnies,’ simply assuming them to be a dish of some kind.

        “What’s a Cinnamon Bunny, exactly?” She inquired firstly, head tilting a little.

           Then came the explanation of Papyrus, and his whole bout of shenanigans.

        “Doesn’t that seem...” she trailed off, “A little...I dunno, excessive?” She fidgeted, “And why’d he do that to begin with?”

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ameambre:

“Yes, I did! Went to Beacon and everything. Although it was pretty quick for me.” Amber thought. “Vale is a nice town. They have lots of things to do and there’s Forever Fall nearby which is always beautiful. It’s busy but not too busy.” Amber chuckled. “Trust me any of these burly guys would be more than willing to show you their weapons. We’re all weapons nerds deep down inside.” 

        “Wow...” was that a sparkle in Ann’s eyes? Probably. She loved even Amber’s description of Vale. To be honest, it sounded almost like heaven to her.

        “Yeah...?” She looked over them all, “Even then, they’re probably loads more impressive than two old, bladed tonfas, don’t you think?” a giggle escapes her. Truth be told, she’s kind-of proud of her weapons, and how different they are from most peoples’. 

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lotusisms:

He smiled at her panicked reaction, looking at her as she brought back his drink. Taking a small sip from the hot chocolate, he gave a small ‘mmm’, feeling the drink warm his bones.

“Ahh… we were talking about your semblance, but… let’s not talk about it anymore,” Ren mused, looked over to her. “It seems to freak you out. And I don’t want you to freak out.” Arms wrapped around her body. “–Do you remember anything about Oniyuri?”

        “Oh, um...” she tried to sift through her memory, “Not much, no...sorry,” She mutters, glancing downwards.

           Truth was, she tried not to think about it all that much. The less she did so, the less painful the young woman found it all to be.

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faustianteacher:

“You can do it, but I don’t know if you will.”

           Grrr, there it was. That line. Those exact, god damned words; the ones she said to herself every, single night as she laid in bed. That she wasn’t mentally strong enough, or emotionally prepared, or--

        “Hey, I said I’d do it, didn’t I? That means I’m gonna do it, no matter what you or anyone else thinks or says.”

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azureaeon:

“Calm down,” Aeon said before he gave a sigh, not liking to be yelled out. “I don’t have time to sit one place. I can sneak out back and arrive at the entrance of the town and act like I just arrived,” he said as he was about to exit the room.

He really wasn’t feeling up arguing. He didn’t mean for this to happen, so he intended to fix this mess.

           I mean, he wasn’t being yelled at...technically. 

        “Don’t,” she hisses, “you, fucking, dare, or I’ll expose you to them right now,” the brunette’s clearly furious, “You and I are going to sit up here and hide until they move on, and then we can part ways. Do you understand me?”

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theredpalace:

“You’ll be running, jumping, dashing and darting all day tomorrow and you’ll ache all over.” She reminded. “You’ll train with aura and have little sores that come and go. And when you’re a Huntress you’ll be much stronger for it….especially given that a few sores and blisters are nothing compared with a serious injury.”

She eyed her intensely. “Do you wish to quit?”

           Ann took a deep breath, in, then out. In, then out. No, she didn’t want to quit--get a grip, you goddamn coward! They’re just injuries, they’ll heal! Stop fretting! 

           These and other thoughts swirled in her mind as her hands balled into fists,

        “No. I said I’d go through with this, and I don’t go back on my word. I’ll deal with it, lady Shani.” She grits her teeth after saying it, though her closed lips hide it from view. She had to take this, right? It’d make her stronger as a huntress, right? 

           Right?

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muse-eutopia:

Oh,was that how they did it around here? Seems Sans had quite a bit to learn about the culture up here. Sans quickly returned the bow before taking his seat. When she asked him what he wanted to have, Sans quickly noticed an issue: There was no menu. Another issue came up in the form of currency. What was Lien? Was it anything like the currency back home?

“Okay, not to seem strange or anything, but what’s Lien? You could probably tell that I’m not from around here and all that jazz, and there’s no such thing as Lien in my home town. Does this town or any town have some sort of currency exchange cause this is all I’ve got on me.” Sans replied as he pulled out a bag of his worlds currency, GOLD. He plopped the bag down on the table as he looked at Ann and gave her a shrug.

“Look, if it’s no good here, just let me know where I can get some of this Lien stuff, or if possible, if I could help out around here? I’m gonna need a job of some sort if I’m gonna be able to support myself and my brother and his crazy puzzle antics.” Sans added on as he placed his head in his right hand and drummed his fingers on the table. Sans didn’t even bother asking about the menu right now as that was not the most pressing matter right now.

           Ann blinked, 

        “I’m...not sure where you’d find someone willing to exchange gold for Lien,” she mutters, “Lien are plastic cards that symbolize a debt to someone. We use ‘em as currency.” She explains, raising a brow at Sans, “Crazy puzzle antics...?” She pulled up a seat. She always did this with the more...interesting patrons,

        “Okay Sans, I’ll give you whatever you want from the menu, on the house, but in exchange, you gotta tell me about where you come from, and what kind of ‘crazy puzzle antics’ you mean,” she had her suspicions this guy wasn’t exactly...from around here, but this was different. She at least expected him to know what Lien was.

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faustianteacher:

“You have the potential, but I don’t know if you’ve shown the drive.”

        “...Come again? What the hell does that mean?” Her brow furrows worriedly.

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azureaeon:

The group of men had decided to search the town, appreciating the offer Ann gave them.

Aeon blinked as he felt metal slap his face, rubbing his jaw in pain for a moment. “My apologies. I wasn’t aware I was being tracked down this far,” he said calmly, not wanting to start a fight with the townsfolk. “I can deal with them. I’ll lead them out of the town as they want me.”

        “No you are fucking not.” She hisses, “If you leave from here, they’ll think we lied to cover your ass, and then we’ll be in deep shit. You’re going to hide out here, until they leave. And so help me gods, if you get caught, I will kick your sorry ass myself, do you hear me?!” her voice was hardly above a whisper, but carried quite the rage.

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theredpalace:

“Calm down.” She said, laying the baby down on the bed, and going to one of her little drawers, pulling out a jar of ointment. “Aura sores are very common in young trainees. It isn’t until the grow more attuned to aura that the sores become lessened.” She gently pulled Annba’s arm to her, and applied the salve. “This will help. But you had best get used to sores. You’ll have blisters tomorrow.”

           Ann whined as the salve was slathered on, trying her best to avoid looking at herself. She swallowed hard at Shani’s words, 

        “W-what?!” Her mouth went dry, “N-no, I-I can’t have to deal with these things every day! I-I--” she was trying her best to breathe slowly and clearly, but it was getting more difficult.

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freelancer-blizzard-alaska:

Frost felt a small smile appear on her face. She was no doubt reassured by the other woman’s words and when seeing the metallic skin. She immediately looked back to the woman as to not draw anymore attention to it. She felt her shoulders relax before nodding. “I got you covered.” She whispers before sitting back down at the bar.

The men continued to snort and laugh to themselves while setting down stolen lien onto the table with a slam. A new pain blossomed in Frost’s head but she tries her best to ignore it. Her eyes remaining fixed on the waitress and hoping the men wouldn’t dare to try anything stupid. “Hey sweetie, give us a shot of Fireball.” The leader spoke up with a sly smirk.

        Ann looked down at the lien, then back at the drinks board, then back at the lien; yep, not nearly enough. 

        “That's not enough for a shot for each of you gentlemen. Sorry.” Ann always knew what came next--they’d get offended, then attack, then she would stab them with Hebi--typically in the elbow, if she could reach-- and then they’d leave, swearing to come back and burn the place down. They never would, of course--the guards would have weapons armed and ready when they tried it.

        Man, she really must have been doing this a long while to be that jaded.

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ameambre:

“You’re really that impressed? And thank you, it really is beautiful. It was actually inspired by my mother’s weapon. Her’s was gorgeous. She had a staff similar to this so I fashioned something like that…while I was at Signal.”

        “Ehh?” Ann looked up all of a sudden, “You trained in Vale? What was it like?” She rested her jaw on her hands, “You know me, always wanting to go places. Also, of course I’m impressed! You think any of the tough guys here would be willing to let me closely inspect their weapons?” She shook her head.

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"Hey there miss! I remember you." Conri smiled as he approached the bar counter, giving a somewhat lopsided smile. He was here for information at this point, but it wouldn't hurt to be friendly. "You're that pretty waitress. D'you think I could have a minute or two of your time, maybe?" -sharpwitshibe (drops and runs)

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           Ann folded her arms, giving a lopsided smirk of her own,

       “Flirting’s gonna get you nowhere, flatterer,” she gets back to work, “But sure, I got a spare minute. What’s up?”

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muse-eutopia:

“Um, yeah. Yeah, a table would be nice, thanks. Also, just call me Sans.” Sans replied nonchalantly. The further away from the others the better, but he couldn’t just choose a table, it would be up to her. Well, might as well let the dice fall where they may.

“Hey, I didn’t catch your name. It ain’t fair for me to introduce myself without knowing who you are. C’mon, how’s about it, what’s your name?” Sans asked as he extended his hand as he read that a handshake was a common greeting in human culture, but he forgot that in doing so, he’d be exposing his rather… Inhuman nature.

        “Okay, Sans...” she raised a brow at his gesture, bowing to show how they greeted one another in mistral, “Pleasure to meet you--I’m Ann. Can I get you anything? Provided you’ve got the Lien to pay, or course.”

           You know, she figures it’s a miracle she’s still working here. She encounters relatively weird people all the time, but when she’s working, it’s like the strangeness meter turns it up to twenty, nevermind eleven. It’d bother her if she wasn’t so used to it all by now...

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theredpalace:

“Stop.”

Shani put a hand on her shoulder, cradling the baby to her shoulder. A soothing burst of aura like a spring breeze cast over Annba, with the intent of settling her aura. “You need to stop for now. Your skin is breaking out in sores.” It was an unfortunate side effect of untrained young Huntresses and Huntsmen….where the aura prickled the skin. “We’ll continue this another time, after my husband tests your physical endurance.”

        “Eh?” Ann looked all over herself, “W-what the hell?!” she whispered it, but the tone was clear. She looked up at Shani, “W-w-what is this...?!” She was clearly scared as all hell by large amounts of scarring or wounds on her body. A phobia, produced by her incident, perhaps?

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nightshaded:

         ❝………hrm.❞

she looks at the blade and back down at the book–pretending to not even acknowledge another person’s threat, she’d learned, was far more effective than responding with bared teeth and slashing claws. careful with that, annba, she thought, eyeing the blade. now i have a defense.

she wasn’t the one who’d slashed at the waitress, after all. why should she be forced to leave with him?

all the same, her ears pricked and her nose twitched. she wasn’t concentrating on the book now at all, only appearing to do so in affected nonchalance. the moment annba tried to move, blake would show her the meaning of catlike reflexes, but to do so, her senses had to be fully on alert.

           Annba simply glared, knowing that she’d probably get stabbed if she moved so much as an inch. So instead, she tried to provide an explanation why they both had to get out,

        “You came in with him, didn’t ya? So ya leave with him, too.” she hisses, “I know your eyes aren’t thoughtfully examining that one word on the page, so quit ignorin’ me.”

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faustianteacher:

“I’m guessing you want you want a tutor for your abilities, huh?”

        “I...kinda? I need to become a huntress, so...” she shrugs softly.