"Wow, you are some lucky guy!" the NPC shopkeeper exclaimed
enthusiastically to Crim as he rummaged through the shelves, "This is the
last Sprite Ocarina we have in stock - probably in all of Mac Anu too!"
The shopkeeper handed his item to Crim, and 147 coins were deducted from his account.
"There's been an unusually large request from them these days. It's
probably because of that sub-event sponsored by CCCorp in that dungeon nearby. Are you going?"
Crim shrugged, "Not" - "Well, I heard that the rewards for this one are really rare. Like, they cause your defense and attack power to skyrocket like crazy!" the shopkeeper blabbed consistently.
Crim rolled his eyes - sheesh, this guy was talkative. that wasn't common for the character designers, as they usually created characters that didn't beat around the bush. He'll bring this up with Subaru if he ever got the time.
He thanked the shopkeeper hastily and hurried away before he could try
to start another pointless conversation. A few moments later, Crim heard a loud furious voice,
"WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE AREN'T ANY SPRITE OCARINAS LEFT?! I'M GOING TO A REALLY TOUGH DUNGEON TODAY WITH MY PARTY AND I REALLY NEED ONE!!!"
Crim slowly turned around and saw a girl, a fellow Heavy Spear chewing out the cowering shopkeeper. Her vibrant crimson hair was pulled up into an incredible high ponytail that swept her lower back. He was rooted to the spot - he had never seen another character design like hers, just like he had never seen one remotely identical to his. They must've had indistinguishable tastes, not only because of her red color scheme, but their craving to express their individuality and uniqueness. He was somewhat attracted to her, but nevertheless he had things to do.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I just sold my last one a few moments ago, and my stock isn't going to update for another couple of hours," the shopkeeper replied helplessly, stuttering every so often as he almost trembled in fear of the ill-tempered girl.
"Who? Who'd you sell it to?" she demanded, slamming her fist on the oak counter.
"Th-that guy," the shopkeeper pointed shakily towards the man frozen in mid- step just a few yards away from the shop.
The girl wrenched around to glare at the person the shopkeeper had mentioned, but as her eyes met with his, she too felt at a standstill and on the spot, her cheeks tinted with the same tone as her vivid hair.
Crim sighed, and trudged up to the girl, holding out the item he had just purchased.
"Here, you can have mine," Crim offered half-heartedly.
The girl's livid and overwrought muscles appeared to relax almost instantly as relief washed over her face like an ocean wave; she had actually looked appealing when she wasn't throwing a torrential tantrum.
"Really?" the girl asked, taking the item from Crim's outstretched hand and blushing as her skin grazed his.
"Yeah, it's yours," Crim assured her as a smile slowly crept across his face - he was almost happy to see her happy.
"Wow, thanks!" she said as she beamed respectfully towards him, "But what would you like in return? I have tons of potions right now, and maybe a fairy's orb or two, so" - but Crim held up a hand to silence her.
"Thanks for your concern, but I don't really need anything at the moment," he exclaimed as he held up his thumb, index, and middle fingers, as if to say, "Don't worry about it!"
Crim turned to leave, but the girl's hand shot out and gently grabbed
his shoulder.
"Wait! Um, don't you need my member address so you can contact me when
it's time to repay your favor?" Crim stopped and turned to face her.
"Yeah. Yeah, I guess you're right about that," he agreed with a tentative grin; he hadn't expected her to offer her member address, but he didn't want to seem rude by not accepting.
The female Long Arm smiled. "Okay. mine is crimsoncherry63@senkou.net," she responded somewhat uncertainly, unknowing of what Crim's reaction would be.
He raised his eyebrows in astonishment; surprisingly, they had a lot more in common than he had presumed.
He opened a window at the toolbar draped across the base of his screen and keys up her address in a "World" fan site. Information, including age, address, gender and so on, popped instantly on the screen.
"Cherry. So that's your name?" Crim noticed - yes, that title definitely suited her. "Well, I guess you'll be needing mine now: redthunder@denrei.com."
Crim paused for a moment, then turned, "I have to get going now, but I guess I'll being seeing you around sometime. Message me if you need anything, alright? You'd better be ready to pay that favor soon!"
He began to recede through the teeming streets, "Have fun on that dungeon adventure with that party of yours!" And with that, Crim teleported to the Chaos Gate in order to travel to a different server.
Cherry observed him with admiration, then hurried off to head to the front dungeon to meet up with her party.
The shopkeeper handed his item to Crim, and 147 coins were deducted from his account.
"There's been an unusually large request from them these days. It's
probably because of that sub-event sponsored by CCCorp in that dungeon nearby. Are you going?"
Crim shrugged, "Not" - "Well, I heard that the rewards for this one are really rare. Like, they cause your defense and attack power to skyrocket like crazy!" the shopkeeper blabbed consistently.
Crim rolled his eyes - sheesh, this guy was talkative. that wasn't common for the character designers, as they usually created characters that didn't beat around the bush. He'll bring this up with Subaru if he ever got the time.
He thanked the shopkeeper hastily and hurried away before he could try
to start another pointless conversation. A few moments later, Crim heard a loud furious voice,
"WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE AREN'T ANY SPRITE OCARINAS LEFT?! I'M GOING TO A REALLY TOUGH DUNGEON TODAY WITH MY PARTY AND I REALLY NEED ONE!!!"
Crim slowly turned around and saw a girl, a fellow Heavy Spear chewing out the cowering shopkeeper. Her vibrant crimson hair was pulled up into an incredible high ponytail that swept her lower back. He was rooted to the spot - he had never seen another character design like hers, just like he had never seen one remotely identical to his. They must've had indistinguishable tastes, not only because of her red color scheme, but their craving to express their individuality and uniqueness. He was somewhat attracted to her, but nevertheless he had things to do.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I just sold my last one a few moments ago, and my stock isn't going to update for another couple of hours," the shopkeeper replied helplessly, stuttering every so often as he almost trembled in fear of the ill-tempered girl.
"Who? Who'd you sell it to?" she demanded, slamming her fist on the oak counter.
"Th-that guy," the shopkeeper pointed shakily towards the man frozen in mid- step just a few yards away from the shop.
The girl wrenched around to glare at the person the shopkeeper had mentioned, but as her eyes met with his, she too felt at a standstill and on the spot, her cheeks tinted with the same tone as her vivid hair.
Crim sighed, and trudged up to the girl, holding out the item he had just purchased.
"Here, you can have mine," Crim offered half-heartedly.
The girl's livid and overwrought muscles appeared to relax almost instantly as relief washed over her face like an ocean wave; she had actually looked appealing when she wasn't throwing a torrential tantrum.
"Really?" the girl asked, taking the item from Crim's outstretched hand and blushing as her skin grazed his.
"Yeah, it's yours," Crim assured her as a smile slowly crept across his face - he was almost happy to see her happy.
"Wow, thanks!" she said as she beamed respectfully towards him, "But what would you like in return? I have tons of potions right now, and maybe a fairy's orb or two, so" - but Crim held up a hand to silence her.
"Thanks for your concern, but I don't really need anything at the moment," he exclaimed as he held up his thumb, index, and middle fingers, as if to say, "Don't worry about it!"
Crim turned to leave, but the girl's hand shot out and gently grabbed
his shoulder.
"Wait! Um, don't you need my member address so you can contact me when
it's time to repay your favor?" Crim stopped and turned to face her.
"Yeah. Yeah, I guess you're right about that," he agreed with a tentative grin; he hadn't expected her to offer her member address, but he didn't want to seem rude by not accepting.
The female Long Arm smiled. "Okay. mine is crimsoncherry63@senkou.net," she responded somewhat uncertainly, unknowing of what Crim's reaction would be.
He raised his eyebrows in astonishment; surprisingly, they had a lot more in common than he had presumed.
He opened a window at the toolbar draped across the base of his screen and keys up her address in a "World" fan site. Information, including age, address, gender and so on, popped instantly on the screen.
"Cherry. So that's your name?" Crim noticed - yes, that title definitely suited her. "Well, I guess you'll be needing mine now: redthunder@denrei.com."
Crim paused for a moment, then turned, "I have to get going now, but I guess I'll being seeing you around sometime. Message me if you need anything, alright? You'd better be ready to pay that favor soon!"
He began to recede through the teeming streets, "Have fun on that dungeon adventure with that party of yours!" And with that, Crim teleported to the Chaos Gate in order to travel to a different server.
Cherry observed him with admiration, then hurried off to head to the front dungeon to meet up with her party.