"Her character design?" the Heavy Blade asked uncertainly. Russet tufts of
hair jutted neatly from the sides of her head, her sapphire eyes are coated
with the sheen of confusion.
"Yeah," Tsukasa replied absentmindedly. His staff was rested across his lap, his gaze aimed at the stone courtyard grounds of Dun Loireag.
"So, you're saying that nothing about her was optional from the Feature Selection in the sign-up process?" questioned a male Blademaster at Tsukasa's side.
Tsukasa nodded again. "It was really strange. I didn't know what to make of her. She can collect items - I saw a grunty with her."
"I don't get it," the Heavy Blade remarked. "Tsukasa, how could she design herself if long blue hair and that dress you described weren't options? It just - it just doesn't make sense!" Her tone was agitated and sharp, frustration in her piercing glare as she stared almost impatiently at the young Wavemaster sitting next to her.
"Are you one hundred percent sure of what you saw?" the Blademaster urged.
Tsukasa brushed a strand of snowy hair from his forehead. "Of course I'm sure, Bear. Why would I make something like this up?"
The Heavy Blade leisurely rose and leaned all of her weight onto one foot, her right hand perched edgily on her hip while her left firmly gripped the hilt of her weapon. The things Tsukasa had said to Bear and herself moments earlier were absolutely mind-boggling. There weren't very many solutions to this. a frighteningly small selection of possibilities. Ugh, this made her brain hurt!
"Maybe she has a new version that nobody knows about. I mean, she might not even live in Tokyo, or Japan for that matter. In different countries, maybe different software comes out at different times," she deduced pensively, coiling a finger around one of her sierra locks of hair.
"Maybe so Mimiru, but as possible as that might be, I doubt that's the case," Bear replied, his mind pulsing.
She slouched across her blade as a heavy sigh escaped her lips, "If only Sora hadn't disappeared - maybe we could get him to find out some info on her."
Bear merely jerked his head upward in agreement. After what seemed like hours of grave silence, he finally spoke again.
"Tsukasa, did you happen to get her name?"
Their eyes met for an instant.
"Her name? Her name was. Skye."
Mimiru's eyes widened.
"Skye? What kind of character name is that?"
Tsukasa merely stared with great intent at the ground, his breath shallow and a frown drawn tightly across his mouth.
Bear, too, seemed to be consumed in his muddled thoughts.
"Was there anything else strange about her?" he asked, his tone seeming vague and distracted.
Tsukasa thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly flashed with an inspired luster.
"Oh! Her Wavemaster's staff! It was shaped like a." his voice trailed off as revelation overcame him.
"What? Her staff was shaped like what?" Mimiru urged him fervently.
"It was shaped like," he continued, "A key."
"Yeah," Tsukasa replied absentmindedly. His staff was rested across his lap, his gaze aimed at the stone courtyard grounds of Dun Loireag.
"So, you're saying that nothing about her was optional from the Feature Selection in the sign-up process?" questioned a male Blademaster at Tsukasa's side.
Tsukasa nodded again. "It was really strange. I didn't know what to make of her. She can collect items - I saw a grunty with her."
"I don't get it," the Heavy Blade remarked. "Tsukasa, how could she design herself if long blue hair and that dress you described weren't options? It just - it just doesn't make sense!" Her tone was agitated and sharp, frustration in her piercing glare as she stared almost impatiently at the young Wavemaster sitting next to her.
"Are you one hundred percent sure of what you saw?" the Blademaster urged.
Tsukasa brushed a strand of snowy hair from his forehead. "Of course I'm sure, Bear. Why would I make something like this up?"
The Heavy Blade leisurely rose and leaned all of her weight onto one foot, her right hand perched edgily on her hip while her left firmly gripped the hilt of her weapon. The things Tsukasa had said to Bear and herself moments earlier were absolutely mind-boggling. There weren't very many solutions to this. a frighteningly small selection of possibilities. Ugh, this made her brain hurt!
"Maybe she has a new version that nobody knows about. I mean, she might not even live in Tokyo, or Japan for that matter. In different countries, maybe different software comes out at different times," she deduced pensively, coiling a finger around one of her sierra locks of hair.
"Maybe so Mimiru, but as possible as that might be, I doubt that's the case," Bear replied, his mind pulsing.
She slouched across her blade as a heavy sigh escaped her lips, "If only Sora hadn't disappeared - maybe we could get him to find out some info on her."
Bear merely jerked his head upward in agreement. After what seemed like hours of grave silence, he finally spoke again.
"Tsukasa, did you happen to get her name?"
Their eyes met for an instant.
"Her name? Her name was. Skye."
Mimiru's eyes widened.
"Skye? What kind of character name is that?"
Tsukasa merely stared with great intent at the ground, his breath shallow and a frown drawn tightly across his mouth.
Bear, too, seemed to be consumed in his muddled thoughts.
"Was there anything else strange about her?" he asked, his tone seeming vague and distracted.
Tsukasa thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly flashed with an inspired luster.
"Oh! Her Wavemaster's staff! It was shaped like a." his voice trailed off as revelation overcame him.
"What? Her staff was shaped like what?" Mimiru urged him fervently.
"It was shaped like," he continued, "A key."