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[airshipvalentine]

boyfriend dungeon good

[pain-suffering-even]

types of weapons the hunters would use pt. 2

this time, the draw sword guild, definitely not my favorites :)

goto ryuji:

his sword is really cool, actually. a very nice ruby red. i think he would have a long sword and short sword (kind of like the daisho, a matched pair of japanese swords). otherwise, he would just use his hands. or his teeth. i think he just doesn't really care too much about how it's done, as long as it gets done

sugimoto reiji:

it's not stated in the manhwa what class he is, so i head canon him as an assassin because i think there's only one or two that are canon. so, i think he would have a dagger for short-range kills, and kunai and shuriken for long-range kills (slightly inspired by genji from overwatch's kunai and shuriken setup - the green even matches his usual suit...)

tanaka kenzo:

his fists suit him as a tank-esque fighter. if not that, then brass knuckles (slightly inspired by seo seongun from lookism... beloved...) also i just think he likes to get hands on with things, if him during the jeju arc gives us any clue what his fighting style is like

tawata kanae:

i think a two-sided spear or scimitar would be cool. she also has double blades as it is, so i think she just likes working with two instead of one. higher level of efficiency and all

as i was adding photos... i realized... what this was inspired by... lmao

yeah. that fits her for sure

fujishima tatsumi:

i think he would use things more for looks rather than efficiency, so anything cool or unique... a scythe seems up his alley. something like ruby's scythe (especially because it also works as a gun - and i think the engineering mind i've head canoned for him would love to fiddle with that and make it abysmally powerful)

ishida mari:

i headcanon him as a ranger because i think there's literally only taegyu otherwise. so he would use a compact bow as his main weapon (inspired by the chiron form of the coronacht bow), but he also uses a rapier. he strikes me as a rich kid that studied abroad in london and learned fencing (i know it's really specific but those are just the vibes i get)

shimizu akari:

she has her giant golden battle axe. i also think she would know boxing, so she has short-ranged hand-to-hand combat down

kumamoto atsushi:

he doesn't really need a weapon, since he has a strange fighting style, and i headcanon he transforms like yoonho. but... something blunt, like a mace or a club. maybe nunchucks? or something similar to the playful cloud weapon from jujutsu kaizen?

hamada kei:

they're an ice type mage, so they have a varied attack pattern, but i think they would like a bowstaff or a baton (inspired by nami's clima tact from one piece. it even has the bonus of controlling the weather through temperature - which kei can... sorta do, lmao). something to easily knock-out any monsters that get near them so they can run before they throw up. really, it's more of a back up weapon, since they would take anything out before it got too close to them (inspired by this video!)

izawa ippei:

the actual canon assassin. well, i headcanon he likes collecting all sorts of weapons and learning how to use them, but his go-to would be something slightly ranged, like a spear (inspired by maki's from jujutsu kaizen) or a scythe (i think something simple like the one from soul eater would suit him best)

hoshino minoru:

i also headcanon him as an assassin (i mean, look at that raid outfit - you can't tell me that's not built perfectly for stealth and a better range of motion!), but more short-ranged and borderline fighter style. i think he has a sickle for quick chain kills, and an old dagger for sneak kills. (sickle is directly inspired by percy jackson and chronos' sickle, but i don't think we ever got to see it in a movie, but something along these lines would fit well. dagger is more of the hunting/gutting knife from the hannibal nbc series)

well... that about wraps it up! i tried to get more visuals from media this time instead of just googling the weapon type from the internet. there are some pretty cool weapon designs already out there, unique ones that always catch my eye. i just like weapons a lot lmao

[askroahmmythril]

New Hyrule Warriors Characters I’d Love to See

So for stress relief lately, I’ve been going back to Hyrule Warriors Definitive, unlocking all the weapons and working on finishing the adventure maps.  So of course, this put it in my head to think of other characters I’d like to see if a theoretical HW2 happened, like, keep the cast and add on to it as most Warriors games tend to do.  So here are some I’d love to see.

Groose

C’mon, he needs to be in.  Myself, I’ve never played Skyward Sword (rumors of it getting a Switch port make me hopeful), so I don’t know TOO much about him other than his hair’s amazing.  Kit suggested he have a portable Groosinator for his weapon, a cannon he carries under his arm, and for sweeping attacks could swing it outward by its fuse.

Dampe

He’s been in a few games now, and there’s a fitting common LoZ item he could use for his weapon that hasn’t been referenced at all in HW : the Shovel.  Obviously he could swing it around, swipe it through the air for attacks, but over on my Twitter, it was suggested we could reference his “gravekeeper” job by having him dig up undead type enemies for support, like Stalfos, Poes, and Redeads.

Mipha

One has to figure a HW2 would add some BotW content, and for starters, I’d love to see the four champions.  I mean, hey, HW is all about time and dimension bending shenanigans, so I’m sure we can excuse having them around and alive.  I could see Mipha actually having more of a “support” type special attack.  They’ve done things like this in Dynasty Warriors before.  Like, she’d have a spear based moveset for her weapon based on her trident (BUT GANONDORF ALREADY HAS A TRIDENT, eh, some warriors have similar weapons with different movesets, so I think we can get away with it).  But I could see her special attack doing some damage, but also healing allies around herself.

Revali

Yep, continuing on.  Thing is, while the Bow is an item, and does show up in a few other movesets here and there (Zelda’s special attack, part of Ravio’s combos), we don’t have anyone that SPECIALIZES in just using a bow, so he could fill that niche nicely.  I’m sure there’s some way to work his Revali’s Gale power into the moveset, likely his special.

Daruk

The trick would be making him different enough from Darunia, but he does have a totally different weapon in that sort of “club sword” he carries, forget exactly what it was named in game.  He too could probably use his power in a support way, granting a defense buff to allies in the area where he uses it.

Urbosa

I could see her having a nice, fluid attack string with her scimitar, elegant and dance-like.  Naturally her special would have her snap her fingers and call down lightning.

Kass

.......What?  Warriors games are no stranger to silly “joke” characters, and honestly I love the idea of running across the battlefield as a large bird and clobbering enemies with an accordion.

Beedle

He’s been in enough of the games to where I feel like he deserves to get in.  I’m admittedly not quite sure what he’d do though.  I mean, we have Ravio, showing the idea of a fighting merchant can work, but Beedle’s stock doesn’t really have much in the way of weapons or such, does it?

Linebeck

I honestly thought we were going to get him in the Phantom Hourglass / Spirit Tracks DLC pack.  He just seems like someone who should be there, you know?  I’d guess his weapon would be his spyglass, though as to how it would work, I’m at a loss there.

Shad

The Resistance from Twilight Princess struck me as having some interesting characters, and Shad was my personal favorite.  He does have that book with a dagger in it, I could see him using the book to put buffs on himself for his dagger attacks or something.

Ashei

I also really liked Ashei’s style, again we have the “similar weapons” deal, but her focused nature I think could lend itself to a different form of rapier fighting.

Vaati

Obviously we could also use more villains, and I feel like Vaati’s probably a major enough one to get a nod.  Admittedly I haven’t played many of the games where he featured, so I don’t remember that much about him, but he’s just one of those that feels like he should be there.

Twinrova

One of the rare instances where there’s a boss that’s probably humanoid enough to work as a warrior, I could see her having fire and ice attacks as different charges in her attack string.

The Lady

Because hey, the villain side could use a joke character too.  I feel like The Lady from Tri Force Heroes would fit the bill here, rapid jabs with her closed parasol, lines mocking the lack of style of her opponents, possibly even moves referencing the powers of some of the costumes from the game.

Also, two new weapons I’d like to see for existing characters :

Sheikah Slate for Sheik

One could make the case that it would be more fitting for Link or Zelda to use it, but, eh. they already both have multiple weapons.  Sheik just has her harp.  And I mean, technically Sheik IS Zelda, sooooo....  I think it would be fun for her to have attack strings casting runes from the slate, using Magnesis to pull out metal cubes and sweep them around for attacks, Stasis for her special, Bombs of course, I feel like there’s a lot they could do with it.

Four Sword for Toon Link

Really I just like the idea of controlling a mob of four Toon Links running around in different formations.  Perhaps a neutral charge would change their formation a bit.  Either that or the clones would just jump in during parts of attack strings or something.

[popatochisssp]

Skele-gem follow-up! Because I totally forgot gem-weapons and bro-fusions!

(I don’t fuck with that ‘coexisting multiverses’ stuff, for the sake of my brain/time/sanity, so we’re supposing that all the AUs are self-contained, okay cool, here goes)

Sans (Undertale): Doesn’t have a weapon, per se... but his gem can shoot lasers, and that’s pretty cool, right? His favorite gag is psyching people out with it, making it seem like he’s about to fire a laser and then just shining a light like a laserpointer and snickering at their reaction.

Papyrus (Undertale): A broadsword, a majestic weapon fitting a gem such as himself! He’s very capable with it but always avoids gems’...well, gems when using it, as well as any typically vital areas for organics.

Their fusion is Boulder Opal, only four limbs (legs and arms) but almost as many eye-sockets (3, not counting Sans’ gem). Great sense of humor and sharp as a tack, they tend to be pretty stable together...right up until they moment they’re not. They can be doing just fine and then pop apart with no warning when faced with a moral conflict...or just a particularly awful pun. Their fusion weapon is a light-saber-- duh!

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Sky (Underswap Sans): He uses a hammer, and to the exasperation of many, he always references ‘hammerspace’ when he’s summoning it unless the situation is too dire for comedy. It’s pretty funny...until the blunt end is swinging at you and dissipating your physical form in one heavy blow, at least. He’s just doing his job, though, and never shatters-- and in the case of organics, he’d rather fight hand-to-hand than risk any serious injuries.

Paps (Underswap Papyrus): He’s...not much of a fighter so he’s not very skilled with it, but his weapon is a basic staff. Mostly, he just uses it to keep people at a distance as best he can until the gems whose job it is to do this stuff can show up and take over, y’know?

Their fusion is Larimar, no extra anythings and very stable, definitely the chillest, friendliest guy in the room at any given moment. If they fuse for whatever reason, they generally only remember to unfuse with some sort of catalyst to remind them, like needing to be in two places at once or somebody pointing it out. Their weapon is a long war-hammer.

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Jasper (Underfell Sans): I’m not reinventing the wheel here, he’s got a nice sturdy set of knuckledusters, with spikes for extra damage. He’s not shy of going straight for the metaphorical (or literal, depending on his opponent) jugular-- as a solo ruby, he’ll push every advantage he’s got to win.

Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): He’s a gem of class and high-standing, so it’s only natural his weapon of choice is a rapier. He uses a lot of flashy moves in battle, some with purpose and some just for flair, but he’s a formidable opponent nonetheless!

Fused, they make Rhodolite, who is one hell of a beast-- four arms, four eyes, and very unstable in any situation but combat. There’s a lot of temper and ego fighting under the surface and staying together is difficult unless they have one common goal to shut all that noise up. Their weapon is a heavy, devastating morningstar that you do not want to be on the other end of...ever. If you are, your best bet is to distract them until they start disagreeing about something, and they’ll pop apart pretty fast after that.

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Mal (Swapfell Sans): He uses a scythe and to great effect poofing or threatening the gems of anyone who tries to challenge his authority. One of his favorite intimidation tactics with it is to hook the blade around the necks of anyone with a comment about his size or how he runs things and carefully pulling them down to his level to ask if they’d care to repeat that...? :)

Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): In spite of his occupation, he’s not much of a fighter either... He uses a shield instead of any kind of offensive weaponry, though in a pinch it does work well for artless bashing. Like everything else to do with being a guard, he pretty much just hopes nobody ever makes him use it.

Their fusion is Charoite, with an extra set of arms and that’s all. They’re focused and quiet, the strong silent type and relatively stable together. The highest chance of them falling apart before they mean to unfuse is when they’re startled by something and they’re torn right down the middle between the fight or flight response-- Rus will always choose ‘flight,’ and Mal tends toward ‘fight.’ If they don’t split in a situation like this, they tend to go too far in the other direction, clinging way too hard, and there’s a high chance of their fusion turning toxic and requiring a forceful separation... at which point, they’ll both be pretty embarrassed. Their weapon is basically a giant saw-blade.

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Slate (Horrortale Sans): Well... he used to be able to do lasers, but after the crack... Something’s a little haywire in there now, so when he tries for light it comes out as sound instead, a very high-pitched ringing that’s actually pretty debilitating for anyone who hears it. It’s...not what he was going for, but he’ll take it.

Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): He used to be able to do a sword... and he...still can! ...Sorta? It’s very long and very thin, maybe more ‘whip’ than ‘sword’ and very hard to control. He’s working at it, but the physics are complicated, if it wasn’t a metaphysical weapon, he probably wouldn’t even be able to use it!

They make Boulder Opal, too! Just, uh... just a little less humanoid-looking, and less stable, though not for a personality conflict. Only one set of eye-sockets but two jaws (one set pharyngeal, like eels or the xenomorph from Alien) that can speak independently or in sync, and six limbs that they’ve wrangled into a centaur-like formation (à la Malachite). Though they look pretty creepy bizarre and have trouble holding a fusion for long, they’re actually very gentle and docile to the point that they mostly just spend their time fused staring into the distance and thinking about nothing, enjoying the scenery. If you managed to get them to summon a weapon, it would be a sonic cannon...but they’d really rather not use it.

[ocsandallthatjazz]

Hii, I have three things to ask - 1. You have One Piece ocs? Please, tell me about them! 2. Crossover, maybe?👀👀 3. Add me to the tag list? Okay I lead four things -for what other fandoms do you have ocs?

Oh my gosh, hello! The emotional high I got getting this ask - out of this world - I will take any and every excuse to go crazy over these guys. Allow me to unpack!  (this might get a little long lol)

I have 5 official one piece ocs and they are all part of a greater universe shared with @oc-daydreams (she got me into the show and her ocs were definitely part of that process). I’ll try to reel in my tangents, so for any old posts about them, here’s the link to my tag for all of my op ocs, ok let’s go:

Jasper Kodiak - I. Love him. Jasper grew up on the Sabaody Archipelago, where he meets and then joins the Heart Pirates. He ate a devil fruit as a kid that I call the truth-truth fruit, a paramecia that basically makes him a human lie detector. Makes him real handy on gauging new people, he knows when people are hiding something. A huge backbone to his story is his big annoying crush on Law and his complicated friendship with saraid’s oc Ophelia. Jasper also has a pet puffin he, just, picked up on an island and his name is Mango akljfda

Dani LaVerre - We have entered the zone for my Revolutionary Army obsession. Dani was my first one piece oc! She comes from a royal family in the West Blue, but inevitably leaves to join the rebels, where she ends up learning to be a sniper and work with the group’s weapons. Dani is rather quiet, and very polite, and has a bit of a mediator, peacemaker personality, so maintaining those values while finding her own freedom and her own will to fight is important to her. (omg i had to scroll back up to mention she’s a sabo oc lol how did i not say his name alkfdj)

Pedrina Salvatora - ...I once decided that if I’m gonna wait forever for Oda to give me the luffy mom backstory, I would make up one for fun, but like, she was supposed to stay a backstory. I have no control over this woman. Anyway, this is one of the founding members of the RA, she married the big boss himself, she has a very powerful guilt complex that’s like 19 years old now. The universe threw Sabo at her and she just had to accept that. She’s out here and ready to throw down at a moment’s notice. Also, I love her tattoos lol.

Carmen Aguilar - We’ve left the RA zone. Carmen is a marine with a penchant for nice rapiers. She trained under Vice Admiral Tsuru and now she’s usually out and about on her own missions. (Does she “coincidentally” run into Mihawk on the job quite a bit? Yes, but you didn’t here it from me). Also, her hometown is Dressrosa, which I just think is neat!

Wendy - I created her just about one year ago! From road trip boredom and my love for Water 7, my favorite island in one piece. She grew up there and therefore has close ties with the rest of the city’s cast. She owns one of those yagara bull rental stalls and any time Wendy needs a new boat for the canals, she calls on her buddies at Galley-la for a favor. What’s plot? She barely knows it, she’s trying to live her life lajfkdljfad

And that’s the gang! As for your other questions - I’d be happy to add you to the tag list! So far I’ve only had one for Everything, but if you’d like to be specifically one piece lmk! I’d be down for some crossovers, I’m still very new to that so I don’t have a list of ocs exempt from it or anything yet (some of them are stubborn yknow how it gets aljfdlkjdf) but i’d love to talk about those kind of hypothetical! Finally, here’s a link to my oc list, I’d definitely give that a scroll for all the fandoms, there’s 20 right now! Basically my brand is ocs for animated things (one piece, avatar, haikyuu, ouran, fairy tail, etc just to name a few) the only live action shows I have ocs for so far are game of thrones and glee lol.

Thank you so much for the ask, it made my day! It was actually really fun to try to summarize everything like this kljaldakf and if you have other questions please shoot me an ask or message!

[dearlazerbunny]

In Defense of the Heart

Pairings: Kylo x Reader

Genre/Rating: Modern AU, T for some smooching

Words: 3600

Summary: For anon, who requested a modern AU and a pairing with an age gap. Anon, as always, please let me know what you think and if you want me to tweak anything- I want it to be perfect for you! : )

Sighing as you open the door to the shop, you haul the big wooden slab open and walk into the cool air conditioning. This was the fourth and final place on your list to visit, and considering you’d never heard of this shop before, it wasn’t real high on the expectations front.

It certainly looked impressive though. Swords and weapons of all kinds are hanging from the walls in an enticing display. You were itching to get your fingers on them, hands twitching as you approached the counter. But every other prop shop had been either too expensive or too stingy with their weapons and not letting you actually handle a rapier, leading you to believe they weren’t really all that confident in their product. Maybe this one would be a diamond in the rough.

“Can I help you?”

Well, hello. A tall, dark, and handsome man walks around to the back of the counter, black curls rustling slightly from the weight of a fan blowing nearby like some sort of freaking model. You were a bit tongue tied, you had to admit, but you quickly got your bearings and cleared your throat.

“Hi. I’m looking for rapiers, preferably fourteenth or fifteenth century. At least two of them, but preferably we’d have a couple spares just in case.”

“Hm, let me guess.” The man leans on the counter and settles into a thinking pose. “Hamlet?”

You grin. “How’d you know?”

“Well, fourteenth century rapiers. But your shirt also kind of gives it away,” he teases. You look down and see your show shirt proudly displaying Hamlet across your chest, and you blush.

“Right. Do you think you might have what I need?’

“I believe I do.” Reaching into a glass case he unlocks with a key around his neck, he pulls out two absolutely beautiful silver rapiers, one with a gold embellished handle. “I’m thinking the fancier one for Hamlet, yeah? Being the prince and all.”

“Oh, wow. May I-?”

“Of course. Here, I have some gloves you can borrow.” He pulls out a set of worn leather swordsmanship gloves, clearly well loved. As you tug them on, you can tell they’re much too big, but they’ll do for the moment. You pick up the gilded raper and admire the hilt, which is studded with tiny colorful gems. The second is a simpler design, but still elegant and poised, just begging you to take a swing with it. Which you do, stepping into the large middle arena of the shop and taking a few jabs experimentally. It sings through the air and puts a huge smile on your face.

“You handle them well.” He seems to respect that. “You a fight coordinator?”

“In training,” you reply, setting them carefully back down on the wooden counter. “But I’ve got enough experience to take care of weapons, rest assured.”

“The way you handled that; no surprise there.” The compliment gives you happy little feelings shooting through your heart. Always nice when your work is appreciated.

“They’re perfect.” You return the gloves to their owner and take a deep breath. This was always the hardest part. “What are you asking to rent them for, say, two weeks?”

“I’ll give them to you for twenty dollars a day.”

You immediately raise an eyebrow. “That’s it? Are you sure these aren’t already poisoned?”

That makes him laugh, which is a really beautiful sound, if you had to admit it to yourself. “College theatre, I remember how it was. You probably don’t have a huge budget to waste just on swords.figured I’d give you a bit of a discount.”

“That would be amazing, thank you so much.” You roll your eyes. “All the other guys wanted a hundred dollars a day.”

“Yeah, you’ll run into that in traditional stores. Luckily, we are not that.” He winks at you, and that sends all sorts of heat shooting to your cheeks.

“Oh really? What makes you non traditional?”

“Well, for one thing, we specialize in science fiction weapons.” He grins, and you can tell this is really his pride and joy. “You don’t see that in many weapons shops.

“True,” you agree, looking around for anything sci-fi but not finding anything. “Mind showing me what you’ve got?”

“Finally ready to take Hamlet out of the dark ages?”

“Let’s chalk it up to professional curiosity.”

You grin at the sparkle in his eyes as he taps a finger on the counter. “I’ll be right back.”

When he returns, you’re texting your stage manager about the amazing deal you just scored (she sent back a hallelujah emoji). “Whatcha got for me?”

“Only the next up-and-coming weapon of choice for nerds everywhere.”

You laugh as he lays two hilts down on the counter. They’r a bit bulky, with good grips, and look to be made of welded metal plated all fitted into place. It’s great craftsmanship, but… “I’m assuming there’s a blade somewhere?” “Better.” He picks one up and turns it around carefully in his hands, you can tell he’s savoring the moment. He seems to find some sort of activation plate near the base and all of a sudden a beam of light shoots out of the barrel, humming softly.

“Holy shit.”the light seems to shimmer in midair, a straight column of energy in a gorgeous green color. You wave a hand through the beam, laughing in glee when it colors your hand green. “This is incredible! What do you even call it?”

“It’s been affectionately dubbed a light saber.” With the reverence he said it with, you couldn’t help but wonder if he’d dubbed them that himself. “And this one happens to be my personal favorite…” the other one is an electric red and has two small cross guards shooting out the bottom.

“These are amazing! Please tell me you’re going to let me try one.”

Now it’s his turn to raise an eyebrow. “Well that’s what they’re here for; to use. What’s the point, otherwise?”

“The other guys seem to think differently. They wouldn’t so much as let me touch any of their weapons.”

He snorts. “I think you’ll find almost everyone in the industry is a complete dick.” He holds out the hilt of the green one to you. “Ready to try?”

“Oh hell yes.” You activate it and watch in amazement as it roars to life. “Custom sound effects?”

“Made right here in the shop.”

“You made these?”

“Something of a pet project,” he admits sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders like you’re going to laugh at him.

“Absolutely incredible,” you breathe, putting it up to your face and looking straight down the saber. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Designed in house, so I should hope not. Now, the trick to these is to only just touch the beams together so they look like they’re resisting against one another, rather than going straight through.” He holds up his own light saber and puts it directly next to yours so that the colors are touching, but not blending. “Bit difficult to get used to, but-”

“Try me.”

He laughs. “I can do that. Start simple.”

You raise your weapon into and offensive position and swing, while he raises his own to block you. You stop millimeters away from his light to form a perfect clash of colors.

 He whistles under his breath. “Impressive control. How long you been doing this?”

“Just a few years. Kind of self taught.” You go for another swing and block combo, this time with an added bit of fancy swinging. “But I’m told I’m good at what I do.”

“I’ll say. Most people can’t get the hang of these right off the bat.” He steps back a few feet and begins a complicated looking sweep of overhead swings and turns, eventually ending with the point at your throat.

“Well now you’re just showing off.”

“I have had some practice,” he laughs, releasing the button and the light disappearing. You do the same. “What do you say? Think Hamlet is ready for an update.?”

“Not so sure our patrons would appreciate that,” you giggle. “But I’ll absolutely take the rapiers.”

“Awesome. Let me just go draw up a contract. Two weeks you said?”

He heads of to a back room and you grab the red light saber he was using from the counter to play with, attempting those fancy turns he had thrown in. You almost dropped the whole thing all together, but taking it slowly you managed to get it around your head and back in front of you. You don’t even notice him watching you from the doorway, with something in his eyes you wouldn’t be able to identify.

“Here you go, it’s all in there.” He hands the papers and swords over to you after you sign. “Let me know how it goes, okay?”

“I absolutely will, thank you so much…”

“Kylo.” He holds out a broad hand to shake and you take it heartily, matching his grip.

“Y/N. Again, thank you so, so much.”

“Anytime.” He’s smiling behind you as you walk out the door.

…..

Well, opening night was clearly a success, judging by the standing ovation the cast received at the end of the show. You don’t have much to do after cleaning and securing the swords backstage, so you wander out to the main hall where patrons are streaming from the theater, chattering excitedly- hopefully about the play they just saw. As the room emptied, a lone man with a bouquet of flowers stood off to the side, seemingly searching for someone in the crowd.

“Excuse me, sir? The actors are all meeting with their families backstage if you’d like to- Kylo!” He turns around at the sound of your voice and it’s the man from the props shop.

“Hey there,” he smiles. “Glad I caught you.”

“Here to check up on your weapons?” You tease. “ Promise they’re clean and locked up backstage.”

“Well actually, I came to see the show.”

“You did?”

“To check on my swords, of course,” he winks, then proffers the bouquet of flowers. “These are for you.”

“Oh, wow.” It’s a beautiful arrangement of flowers with big colorful blooms. “That is so thoughtful of you, thank you so much!”

“Figured you deserved a reward for all your hard work, since you don’t get to stand up there and take a bow.”

You blush. “It’s really not that big of a deal, I’m happy the actors get the recognition-”

“Well, it was a brilliantly choreographed fight. Really well done.”

“High praise, coming from you.”

“You deserve it.

Your cheeks are now on fire from all the compliments and- flirting? Was he flirting? You hoped so- tall, dark, handsome and good with swords? Count you in.

“Listen, I was about to head out and get something to eat- would you mind joining me?”

Oh, heck yes. Of course, you didn’t say that out loud.

“I would love to.” You wave your flowers in the general direction of backstage. “Let me just go grab my stuff, yeah?”

“I’ll be here.”

The two of you ended up at a small coffee shop open late a few blocks from the theatre. It was misting as you walked, and when you shivered, Kylo gallantly threw his leather jacket over your shoulders, making you warm from head to toe- and not just because of the jacket.

The place was small and cozy, an the two of you claim a table in the back after ordering a heap of various baked goods and coffee.

“So, what’d you think of the show?”

“Best production I’ve seen in a long time.”

“Wow, thank you. That really means a lot.”

“Anytime. He grins at you, and you grin back.

The two of you devour your plates of food and chat the entire time, about anything and everything. How you both got into the business, how long you’d been doing it, but also just random life stuff, almost like you were talking to your best friend. He was so easy to get to know, it felt like you’d known him all your life.

“Jesus, look at the time.” He glances at the face of his phone. “I hate to cut this short but I have to open early tomorrow.”

“Hey, no problem. I should probably be getting back as well. But-” you tried to find the words that wouldn’t make you sound too sappy- ‘I had a really fun time tonight.”

“Likewise.” There’s a sparkle in his eyes that you very much enjoy. “We should do it again sometime. Here-” he reaches into one of his pockets and pulls out a business card. “My number.”

You take it, hoping you’re not blushing too badly. “Why thank you. I’ll call you sometime?”

“I look forward to it.” In a flash, he’s gone leaving you standing there clutching his business card in one hand. Well, this was going to be interesting.

…..

You called him a few days later, not wanting to seem desperate, but the truth is you were dying to see him again. He picked up on the first ring and suggested you go out again that night after the play, which you readily agreed to. Once again, he brought flowers and took you to the same little coffee shop, where you talked for hours on end. This continued up until the last matinee of the show, which you were sad about for more than one reason. What if he was only chatting you up because of the business agreement, and once the show was over, he’d disappear for good?

Happily, when you took the rapiers in to return them, your theory was unfounded. You tried to hand them over but he shook is head and smiled, handing one back to you. “Keep it. I’ve got an idea.” After handing you a rig to carry the sword on your back, he takes your hand (much to your delight) and begins walking in the direction of a park about three blocks from his shop.

The sun is shining, kids are running around on the playground with parents sitting near and there’s even a few picnickers here and there dotting the landscape. He surveys the land like he’s looking for something, and apparently decides to lead you on top of a small hill with a huge oak spreading its branches overhead, casting the two of you in dappled sunlight.

He grins, drawing his rapier. “Well? Have at me.”

You giggle. “Excuse me?”

“I want to see some of that famous fight choreography up close and personal. Show me what you got.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Really. You want to fight me.”

“I really, really do.” He winks at you. “Nothing sexier than a girl who can fight.”

Well, hello. You draw your own weapon and settle into a beginning stance. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Consider me warned.”

You open with an overhead strike, a bit difficult considering his height, but you manage. He parries the blow easily and goes for a body shot, which you knock away and immediately counter. He’s incredible, there’s no doubt about it. He looks like he’s dancing rather than fighting, easily moving with your flow like he can anticipate your every move. As the two of you exchange blows, you gather a small crowd who begin to cheer and gasp as the two of you circle closer and closer to landing a blow.

Finally, you decide to play dirty- you intentionally fake a weak move in order to sweep your leg into his, knocking him to the ground. You jam your blade through the hilt of his sword, effectively pinning it to the ground. You grin. “I think I take this one.”

“Oh really?” While you’re gloating, he manages to grab your wrist and yank until you lose your balance, falling and landing squarely on top of him. Before you even have time to get embarrassed, he’s reached up and pressed his lips to yours, capturing you in a heated kiss. The smattering of people who’d gather to watch cheer and whistle as he pulls you into him, wrapping an arm around your back.

Finally releasing you, you sit up, almost dazed from the sudden kiss. But you’re smiling as you land with a thud on the grass, shaking your head as the crowd begins to disperse. “I don’t think that move is in the rule book.”

“Hm.” He’s still laying in the grass, hands behind his head, looking insanely pleased with himself. “Maybe we should add it then.”

You laugh and go in for another kiss.

The two of you spend the afternoon under the oak tree, laughing, talking, and yes, kissing. Kissing that makes your head spin and your heart swirl and thud out of your chest. But you wouldn’t trade sitting under the shade of that tree for anything in the world.

As the sun begins to set, you lift your head from where it’s resting on his shoulder and check your watch. “Ah, crap, I better get going.”

“What, got somewhere better to be?”

You wrinkle your nose at him. “Not exactly, but I do have an 8AM tomorrow, so, you know…”

“An eight AM what?”

“Um, class?” You look at him confusedly. “You know, that whole college thing?”

“Wait, wait- you’re in college?”

“Well, yes. It’s my senior year. I never mentioned that?”

“No, no you didn’t.” He looks a little weird, and his facial expression is something you can’t place.

“Well, surprise, I guess. Why’d you think I was working on a college production if I wasn’t a student myself?”

“I- I don’t know. I-” he stands abruptly, pulling away so quickly you almost groan at the loss of heat. Gathering the rapiers which had been cast aside in favor of sitting together, he hurries down the hill. “I’ll see you later okay?”

“Kylo? Kylo, wait, is something wrong?”

He doesn’t answer, and all you see is his retreating back into the setting sun.

What the actual hell?

…..

A month. A whole, entire month went by without aa word from Kylo. You couldn’t understand it- that day in the park you were sure was something special, and now he’s not responding to any of your texts or calls. Who kisses someone like that and then completely cuts them off?

Unfortunately you still had one more order of business with him- the payment for renting the rapiers during the run of Hamlet. You walk in not even expecting him to be there, but there his is, leaning against the counter like he hasn’t got a care in the world. Fucking fantastic.

“Here.” You promised yourself you wouldn’t let your emotions get the best of you but you ended up slamming the money onto the counter. “All $200 of it. Have a nice life.”

“Y/N, wait-”

“What, Kylo? Finally got something to say? After a month of radio silence?”

“I can explain.”

“Well it better be pretty fucking good.” You cross your arms and wait. He just sort of stands there and stares at you for a minute, then takes a deep breath.

“If I ask you a question, you have to answer me honestly. Okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Whatever.”

“How old are you?”

“How-? I’m twenty one. What does that have to do with absolutely anything here?”

“It has everything to do with it!” He yells, and at first you’re taken aback by him raising his voice, but then it just gives you an even better reason to get angry.

“I don’t see how! I thought-” to your horror, your voice cracks. “I thought you liked me. Stupid of me, I guess.”

“I do like you. A lot. And that’s the problem. I can’t like you.”

“Because-” It finally dawns on you. “Because of my age? Kylo, are you kidding me?”

“No, I’m not! I’m thirty years old, Y/N! I’m practically a decade older than you!”

“Pardon my apparent stupidity, but I’m still not seeing how this is a problem.”

He runs his hands through his hair, frustrated. “You’re not stupid, stop saying that. I just… I can’t date a girl who’s two thirds my age. It would just be wrong.”

“Can’t, or won’t?”

He doesn’t answer that. Just looks down at his hands braced on the counter. “I’m sorry.”

“Well I’m not.” He looks up at you, confused, until you hop up onto the counter, swing your legs over to the other side, and kiss him for all you’re worth. At first, he acts like he’s going to pull away, but eventually he melts into you, returning your affection tenfold, working your lips at an agonizingly slow pace. Enough for your entire body to heat up in want.

When you finally pull away, he’s just as breathless as you are, and you rest your forehead against his, speaking as soft as you dare. “Listen to me. If you really, honestly want to throw this all away, I will walk out that door and you will never see me again. But I don’t think you do. Because we have something, Kylo. Something… amazing. And we’re just now starting to figure it out.” You take a breath. “I don’t want it to be over before it’s even begun.”

He looks into your eyes, brown fathomless pools you could dive into and get lost in forever. “I… I don’t want it to, either.”

Humming in contentment, you press another soft kiss to his lips. “Good. Because with a shop like this? You’re not getting rid of me. Ever.”

It’s so good to see a smile light up his face. “I think I can manage that.”

[distant-rose-archive-blog]

52 documents, 5 excel and 30 aesthetics on Little Pirates? Are you kidding? I WANT IT ALL! For real though, that much work into it, how much did/how far did you plot? I'm just curious because I really do love your universe.

Anon, legit Harrison, Wes and Beth are fully realized adults with heartaches, hardships and even their own children in my head. I think I’ve plotted as far as Beth being roughly 50 years old. On top of that, I also had to develop a supporting cast and shit, so there’s development on at least 30 other characters outside of my Jonses children. But if you want a taste of some of the plot work/headcanons I have regarding Harrison, Wes and Beth, I’ve left you roughly twenty plot points/facts I have planned out for them below the cut. So, spoilers, I guess?

Harrison Jones

gentle giant trope as fuck - legit had the body of a linebacker and the soul of a baby deer

looks like he could kill you, but is legit a cinnamon roll

anxious perfectionist puppy complete with slight OCD (has a constant need for organization and will pick up after you without your asking)

serious self-esteem issues/constantly doubts self - compares himself to parents and grandparents too much

a very firm believer in good form/bit of a black and white view on morality - made fun of by morally questionable younger siblings because of this

very much an old soul in a young body

gives so much and expects nothing in return - would give a stranger the shirt off his back

loves food more than he loves you/eats Killian and Emma out of house and home because he is a big boy and LET’S NOT FORGET THE BACON FOLKS! BACON IS HIS ONE TRUE LOVE

hates, legit hates, being compared to his dad/told that he is just like his dad - is deliberately clean shaven and keeps his hair on the long side so people don’t confuse them and people still call him Killian (Is privately like “excuse you I’m like a good five inches taller and at least fifty pounders heavier than my dad” but would never say it aloud because that’s hella rude and he’s a polite mofo)

beanies and bomber jackets forever with this babe

spends a ridiculous amount of time at Granny’s Diner playing darts and fixing things that are broken because he likes being helpful/useful

has a photographic memory and remembers a crazy amount of shit (most likely to catch you in a lie)

will bail you out of jail if necessary but expect a lecture on how you need to clean up your act

Closest to his “cousin” Neal but gets along with most people

Incredibly nice and sweet, but does a psycho mode where if you threaten his family or put a knife to his neck he has no issues snapping your neck/going Freddie Krueger on your ass sometimes blacks out during these violent episodes because he doesn’t like he doesn’t like hurting people and it’s hard thing to put on his conscious

accomplished musician - plays guitar, bass and piano

literally has no clue how handsome/beautiful he is and cannot take compliments/gets super uncomfortable/blushes constantly

Hates coffee but drinks it anyway because he’s a caffeine addict

Has horrible hand-eye coordination as a kid because he was constantly growing and because of that is terrible with swordplay. He got better in his late teens but never picked it up again. Prefers long-range weapons such as bows and throwing darts

legit has the same password for fucking everything - it’s either 1227 (his birthday) or seaweed1227 (Seaweed is his dog’s name)

is legit the world’s most doting and loyal boyfriend/is dating Aladdin and Jasmine’s daughter and worships the ground she walks upon. (He then becomes the world’s most doting husband and father of three adorable babies.)

takes over for Emma as sheriff alongside Neal

Wes Jones

sarcastic asshole magician who is jaded as fuck trope

looks like he could kill you and would probably kill you

has absolutely no filter and doesn’t care if he hurts your feelings

gives zero fucks about authority and goes out of his way to make sure any person of authority knows about it

snarkiest and sassiest mofo alive and enjoys letting you know

most accepting of non-conventional things because he literally doesn’t care and will just go with the flow/won’t even blink at something considered “weird”, he’s more like “yeah, whatever (might or might not have some unconventional relationships of his own regarding Gideon and Bobbi)

is secretly a competitive asshole and will cheat to win/do not play cards with this child

legit hates tomatoes and ketcup more than life itself. Nothing angers Wes more than when his order gets screwed up and he ends up with either. He will actually refuse to eat it.

most likely to hotwire your car or steal your wallet because he’s bored and he can/he would give it back to you at the end of the day however

most introverted out of the siblings/sometimes cannot deal with people/will put up his hoodie and put in his earphones, which is essentially his way of telling you to leave him the fuck alone.

The best with magic out of his siblings since he’s good at compartmentalizing/is constantly practcing and studying magic with Gideon and Bobbi (What I can Baby Robyn in this universe)/ Is basically Power of Three with Gideon and Bobbi

Literally puts no effort into dating/sex life - it’s mainly other people coming to him and he’s like “yeah sure”/possibly aromantic

Doesn’t really crave human contact/interaction but he likes it for the most part. Could live on without it however.

Emotionally unaware at times/a complete idiot when it comes to how other people feel

Though emotionally stunted at times, don’t fuck with his mother, sister, “cousin” Ruthie, Bobbi or Gideon because boy will straight up break your hand to prove a point/A ridiculous dirty ass fighter/will not play by the rules

Has a massive sweet-tooth/constantly has hard candies like mints and caramels on his person

Hoodies are his uniform

Has long ass blonde hair (think Thor or Sunshine from Remember the Titans) and often keeps it in a man bun - Emma HATES it

His iTunes library is bigger than yours/loves music and plays the drums

He doesn’t make a habit of apologizing but if he’s sorry he’s more likely to make a quiet gesture than verbally apologize

Ends up running a music store/backend magic store with Gideon and Bobbi

Beth Jones

daddy’s girl tomboy femme fatale trope aka miss I will fuck you up and you will not only thank me but beg for more

looks like a cinnamon roll but is actually a SINnamon roll…who could kill you

absolutely Daddy’s Little Girl/super ridiculously close to her dad to the point that they’re very good at predicting what the other is going to do/going to react

her most prized possession is her “hook” necklace that her dad gave her on her sixteenth birthday (it’s legit just a fish hook bent to look like Killian’s hook on a chain) and she never takes it off

is left-handed so she had a hard time learning things from people growing up (ex. Harrison tried to teach her how to play guitar and it ended miserably)

loves animals more than she loves people, and will go nuts over cute dogs and cats. Beth has a habit of going up to strange dogs and making kissy noises at them while scratching their ears and never saying a word to the owner

Beth thinks she should be the one to inherit the Jolly and is prepared to fight her brothers for it.

will attack you with your biggest insecurity/weakness if she feels uncomfortable and doesn’t want to deal with something/would rather have a fight than an emotionally meaningful conversation especially on painful topics

scarily manipulative at times and lies super easily/can think of a convincing lie on the spot when necessary - she disturbs her family with this “gift”

really hates disappointing her parents so if she plans on doing something or something happens that she thinks they won’t like, she will do her best to hide it from them

loyal to friends and family to a fault/will go the distance and die for them a thousand times over

loves wearing dark lipstick, it’s her signature make up move

impulsive and legit has negative amounts of self control

Closest to her “cousin” Ruthie - hated each other when they were kids, but get a better understanding of each other when they get older. Ruthie listens to her relationship drama

drop dead gorgeous and she knows it/will use her looks to her advantage if necessary

very casual with sex but fears actual intimacy. She has a really bad relationship when she was 15/16 and it ended horribly after she had pregnancy scare (only Henry knows this about this however)

has an amazing sense of direction/navigation - very good at mental mapping

the best at swordplay out of her siblings and legit spends two hours a day going over her forms and practicing. She also collects swords and makes sure to practice at least two weeks with any from her collection so she’s comfortable with them. Her favorite sword however is a german rapier.

feels out of place in Storybrooke, makes an ill-thought out wish, ends up in the Enchanted Forrest and legit has a pirate adventure to get back home only to decide that she really likes pirating and it becomes her calling she may or may not have a cache of magic beans at her disposal thanks to a certain pirate she befriends on her journey

dates Ariel’s son at one point, it ends in heartbreak (not either of their fault’s though) and makes Beth afraid of the concept of True Love. (he might have or might have not died trying to save her)

may or may not wear a red great coat as part of her pirate uniform

legit becomes frenemies/rivals with Jim Hawkins/she may or may not have a thing or him she totally does

[someaxolotl]

Shopping Trip

After being given the potions and notepad I made my way out of the labs. As I was walking back to the portal my Abyscreen started to ring.

“Hey, Veronica! Good job!” It’s Gwyn. “The request has been marked as complete, thanks for dealing with Trem.”

“Wait does she not like you.”

“Kinda… Anyway, it has been brought to my attention that you’re somewhat low on supplies.”

“No, not really.”

“Oh? Then what do you have to heal yourself with? Do you have any anti-poison, smelling salts, food?”

“...fine, I’m low on supplies…”

“Ok, meet me outside the Hall, we’ll make our way to the commerce district.”

Suddenly a second voice cuts in. “Wait are you two going shopping without me?”

Gwyn sighs. “Nim you do realize that you’re a part of both of our screens right? Technically it’s not “without” you.”

“Still it’s not the same, I would love to go shopping in person with my favorite manager and trainee.”

“Fine… if you want you can tag along… but only if Veronica also agrees.”

“It’s fine.”

“Yay! I’ll meet the two of you in front of the hall.” Nim cuts out of the call.

“Sorry about that, Nim can be insistent sometimes. Anyway, you’re also short on cash so I’ll lend you some money.”

“...thanks for the reminder.”

…

Once I got back to the hall I popped into a restroom to change into my casual clothes. A pair of jeans and a hoodie, the only things I still have from home… I guess it should be somewhat somber, but eh, they are just things that haven’t been destroyed yet. Items are meant to be used if they break then they served their purpose. Still…

I step out of the restroom and into the plaza in front of the hall. Gwyn is standing next to a lamppost, he’s wearing a button-down shirt and pants. “Ah good, you’re here.”

Nim pops out of a nearby bush. “She’s here?! Yay!” She rushes at me but I sidestep and she faceplants on the ground. “Oh… boo...”

Gwyn walks over to her and pokes her. “Please control yourself, we are in public.” He turns to face me. “Anyway, now that you’re here I guess we can start or trip.”

There's a muffled “yay…” from the still face down Nim.

“So how do you guys get around?”

“Oh, we take the rail.” Gwyn gestures his head towards a larger building.

“Wait, rail? There’s a rail system here?!”

Nim pops up from the ground. “Oh yeah it’s fun you dummy, it connects most of the city! You haven’t been walking everywhere, right?”

“No?”

Gwyn looks concerned. “Wait how have you been getting around?”

“I’m not really sure what to call it but I kinda fly and/or jump using wind magic. Why?”

“I’m just making sure you aren’t doing anything illegal. You’re fine, just keep the property damage to a minimum.” Gwyn starts reaching into his pocket and grabs his card. “Anyway the rail is free as long as a person is an active member of Abysia. You’ll just need to scan your card.” 

We enter the station and Gwyn and I scan our cards. Nim just jumps over the barrier.

“Nim please stop…” Gwyn seems more tired than anything at Nim’s antics.

“What am I going to do, arrest myself? :3”

“Wait is Nim law enforcement?”

Gwyn sighed. “Yeah, she’s in charge of enforcing the rules determined by a council of leaders from different guilds. She’s helped out by some managers like me and some smaller guilds.”

“How does she effectively do it, she seems too… jovial?”

Nim chimes in. “Oh give me more credit, Vevi, I can easily destroy any guild.”

“Wait, Vevi?”

Gwyn facepalms. “Yeah, she came up with that nickname for you.”

“Do you not like Vevi?” Nim seems almost sad.

“No it’s fine I just never had a nickname before…”

Nim seems to perk up and blush in response… wait can an AI blush? 

The train arrives and we step inside. We are the only ones in the cabin and once the doors close Gwyn speaks up. “Say, Veronica, what did you do before you arrived here? Your file gives no clear homeworld.”

“Oh well, let’s see,” I think for a bit. “I got kicked out of my family because I “manifested the wrong powers or something” so I acted as a hunter until I messed something up and fell into a different world. I worked rescuing people there and exterminating threatening beasts. Got bored of that place and left for a different world. Rinse and repeat until I ended up here. Some worlds were better than others but I managed.” I look up and Gwyn is typing stuff down into his screen. “Wait are you writing this down!?”

“Yes because this is useful information. Anyway it makes sense why no homeworld was determined, you jumped through so many worlds you don’t have very much of a trace left of your homeworld. Do you happen to know its name?”

“No, sorry…”

Nim suddenly hugged me. “Don’t be sorry Vevi, you’ve had a rough time.”

“Eh honestly it’s fine, it was not bad.” I turn and look out the window. For some reason, in the distance there was a pillar of smoke. “Hey is that supposed to be there?”

Gwyn also looks out the window. “No? See if there’s anything on the screen.”

I pull out my screen… There are a few trending links… A sale… Some random pet video… Ah, here we go, a live stream. I open it. “...oh no.” The live stream shows a half-destroyed bar, and in front, Mila and Elias are arguing over something. The sound quality is bad but they probably got in a fight over drinking.

“Well, I guess I should deduct some money from their accounts…” Gwyn sighs heavily. “At least you haven’t destroyed anything yet…”

“Oh come on you two, at least we know they are exciting people to be around. :3”

Gwyn is just done now. “Nim, they just committed arson, aren’t you supposed to stop breaches?”

“Eh, but that’s not fun. :(“

The train slowly comes to a stop and Gwyn stands up. “This is our stop.”

We step out onto the platform and make our way out of the station. There’s a large collection of buildings. “Vevi, welcome to the commerce district.”

Gwyn starts explaining. “The commerce district is a collection of ‘malls’. Within each mall, there are independently run stores and stores run by guilds. The malls are broken up by purpose and there’s a tier system of sorts, Bronze, copper, silver, gold, and platinum. Each tier is more related to pricing, you can still find some decent stuff from lower tiers. We are making our way over to the silver adventurer mall. A guild by the name of the Gilded Roses sells the excess loot from their dives into the Dungeon and other locales.”

Nim seems excited. “Ooooo can we get crepes?!” 

“Crepes? You guys have crepes?”

Gwyn pauses for a second. “Sure.”

…

It did not take long to get to the mall, it is fairly well decorated and there is a wide variety of different stalls peddling stuff like backpacks and anti-poison and other similar stuff. Eventually, we stop at a stall built into a wall. Gwyn steps up and rings a small bell on the counter.

There’s a small voice from the back. “One sec.” A small goblin walks up to the counter, he is oddly sleepy looking. “Oh hello Gwyn, oh and Nim is here too… Did I accidentally sell something illegal again?”

“No Steve, you’re fine.” Gwyn pulls out his screen. “We need to outfit a rookie, have anything on this list?”

Steve looks at the screen. “...I think so? Come on in to the back, I’ll check the stock.”

We walk into the stall and into a small sitting area. “What’s exactly on the list?”

“Oh, nothing special Vevi just a few items to make sure nothing bad happens.”

“Yeah, you already have weapons so you're fine on that front.” Gwyn thinks for a second. “Wait what do you fight in?”

Oop that an embarrassing question… “A tank top and shorts…”

“Heh?! 8/ That's so dangerous Vevi!!”

“I guess we need to get you some armor. Light, standard, or heavy?”

“Oh, I’m not bothered much by weight classes. I can’t wear sleeves in combat though it can interfere with the brands.”

Gwyn thinks for a second. “Eh, we’ll just get you whatever they have without sleeves.”

Steve pops over to where we are sitting carrying a bag. “Lucky you, I found everything. Five health potions and mana potions, three vials antivenom and pouches of smelling salts, ten rations, and a tent.”

Gwyn seems happy. “Thanks, Steve, do you have any vest or sleeveless armor?”

“...I’ll get my sister to check.” Steve turns around. “Clara?”

Another goblin pops her head out from behind the shelves. “Yeah?”

“This lass wants some armor.”

“What type?”

“Vest or sleeveless”

“Ok!” Clara disappears behind the shelves. She runs over with a stack of armor. “So what do you like?”

There's a few varieties of armor like a kevlar vest, a plate cuirass, a chainmail vest, a leather vest… “I’ll take the cuirass.”

“Good choice!” Clara grins, grabs the leftover armor, and disappears back into the back.

Steve waves to Clara. “Is that everything? I’ll send the charge to the administration.”

Gwyn stands and shakes his hand. “That’s all, thanks Steve.”

“So… Crepe time? :3”

…

After we left the stall we walked outside a bit till we got to a crepe stand.

“Gods, these crepes are great!” I am currently eating my third crepe.

“Oh definitely. :D” Nim on the other hand is on her fifth crepe.

“Eh, they are fine.” Gwyn is still eating his first one.

We are currently seated in a park with a nearby crepe stand. It's nice and peace-

“What do you mean we are on probation!” There’s a nearby group of what seems to be adventures arguing with a manager.

“You guys have received a number of complaints from a variety of source-”

One of the larger adventurers flips the table knocking the manager to the floor. “Oh well, I guess another complaint won’t hurt.”

I find myself rushing in between the manager and the adventurers. “Stop what you are doing!”

“Don’t interfere!” the largest one tries to throw a punch but it’s blocked by Gwyn holding a rapier.

“It is against the laws of Abysia to harm a manager.” Gwyn sweeps the adventurer to the floor and stabs the back of his leg.

A second adventure stands up. Just from her general air, she seems to be the leader. “Well if it isn’t one of the prissy ‘enforcers’ what is the robot bitch also here? Oh well, I’ll end all of you!” She pulls out a sword and starts rushing us, but suddenly she stops moving and I feel a flow of electrical mana coming from Nim. “Oh, Nimueh is here, how fun.”

Nim is full of malice. “Stand down…”

“Oh, what are you going to do, kill me.”

The flow of mana stops. “I’ll let you go but if you try to harm any of them I'll show you that there are fates worse than death…”

The adventure flashes a crazed smile. “Bet.” She takes a step forward and there’s an extreme flow of electrical mana almost as if-

There’s a horrifying cacophony of cracks and the adventurer crumbles to the ground. “Nim what did you do!?”

“Nothing major, I just forced electrical signals into her muscles that caused them to flex and fracture a fair majority of her bones.” She kicks the adventure. “Gwyn, call an enforcer and get them to pick these two up. Now, who wants more crepes!:3”