Marche stepped up and away from us, to the bartender. Montblanc wanted him
to contract a mission. I simply turned and stared into the corner
miserably.
"This isn't happening, right? This is all some horrible nightmare, right?" I said desperately. I needed something to believe in.
"Well, I would be having the exact same nightmare, Rayton." Replied Lucretia. I knew that whenever she used my name after the sentence, she was serious in a sad sort of way. I sighed deeply.
"You too, Ramsey?" I said, my voice becoming one of total depression. Ramsey nodded.
"Yesss, Rayton, we share thisssss nightmare..." said Ramsey, his voice very thoughtful. I tilted my head. "What cha thinkin' 'bout?" I questioned, now interested. "Well, I have a feeling blondie and Montblanc got a mission. And from the way Montblanc is explaining more about fighting, it's a fight." Said Ramsey carelessly. "What do you mean, 'more' about fighting?" Lucretia butted in, taking the words straight out of my mouth. "Wassss I the only one lisssstening to the outssside? Who looked out the window and ssssaw Montblanc and blondie fighting a couple of bangaa?" said Ramsey in response, heaving a sigh. He then started standing up, leaving Lucretia and I wordless. He headed over to Marche and Montblanc. Lucretia and I locked eyes in shock, then copied Ramsey. ***********************************************************************
"Mission: Herb Picking." Announced Montblanc as the Giza Plains came into site. "Oh, that sounds sweet. With picking flowers and all the crap? Yeah, Marche, you really got a nose for battling..." I said coldly. Montblanc turned. Marche just stopped, hanging his head down. "I think I will change a few classes." Said Montblanc, struggling to ignore me. "Rayton: Archer. Ramsey: Warrior. Lizzo: Beastmaster. Everyone else, stay the same." He said, then walked up to everyone whose name had been mentioned. He took me by the collar, then started looking at the AncientTech on my Soldier uniform. He changed the settings to Archer, and, in a puff of blue smoke, I was in a green archers uniform. He did the same for Ramsey and Lizzo. I grinned as we met the grass of the plains and saw our opponents. One red goblin, a.k.a. Red Cap. Three blue goblins, which were just normal goblins. And a sprite. We all formed into Marche's chosen position (reluctantly, of course). The judge appeared, leaving a thin cloud of silver around him. He blew his whistle... and it was on. I ran up, pushing by Lizzo, while stringing up my bow. I unleashed the arrow on the sprite, not wanting it to be able to later heal its fighting mates. Lucretia ran up next to me, coping my motion exactly, and fired her arrow. It hit the opposer in the center of her chest, causing her to fall to the ground in a crumpled heap. Meanwhile, Ramsey was stuck helping Marche with a red cap. The two slammed down with their blades, making a pretty show of colors from the blades glinting off the sunlight. And that was that. Lizzo had gone up to a goblin and taken control of it, making it punch one of its friends. Montblanc (who had switched himself to an Animist only moments before the battle) cast Sheep Count on all three of the goblins, giving us our chance to strike. And so we did. And we finished our battle with hardly a casualty. I had to give Marche that.
I kind of grew respect for Marche after that. I was proud to have a strong- headed guy who knew his combat. So, I brought it to Lui (my dear viera Lucretia) and Ramsey. "Hmm, I guess I agree." Was Lui's response, yet I think she was telling only half the truth because of the way she started looking at the ceiling. I groaned, turning to Ramsey.
"And you?" Ramsey simply nodded at me. His eyes didn't have their usual vicious look, so I believed him. "So, Lui, now that I'm in a better mood, how about I buy you a drink?" The viera moaned.
"This isn't happening, right? This is all some horrible nightmare, right?" I said desperately. I needed something to believe in.
"Well, I would be having the exact same nightmare, Rayton." Replied Lucretia. I knew that whenever she used my name after the sentence, she was serious in a sad sort of way. I sighed deeply.
"You too, Ramsey?" I said, my voice becoming one of total depression. Ramsey nodded.
"Yesss, Rayton, we share thisssss nightmare..." said Ramsey, his voice very thoughtful. I tilted my head. "What cha thinkin' 'bout?" I questioned, now interested. "Well, I have a feeling blondie and Montblanc got a mission. And from the way Montblanc is explaining more about fighting, it's a fight." Said Ramsey carelessly. "What do you mean, 'more' about fighting?" Lucretia butted in, taking the words straight out of my mouth. "Wassss I the only one lisssstening to the outssside? Who looked out the window and ssssaw Montblanc and blondie fighting a couple of bangaa?" said Ramsey in response, heaving a sigh. He then started standing up, leaving Lucretia and I wordless. He headed over to Marche and Montblanc. Lucretia and I locked eyes in shock, then copied Ramsey. ***********************************************************************
"Mission: Herb Picking." Announced Montblanc as the Giza Plains came into site. "Oh, that sounds sweet. With picking flowers and all the crap? Yeah, Marche, you really got a nose for battling..." I said coldly. Montblanc turned. Marche just stopped, hanging his head down. "I think I will change a few classes." Said Montblanc, struggling to ignore me. "Rayton: Archer. Ramsey: Warrior. Lizzo: Beastmaster. Everyone else, stay the same." He said, then walked up to everyone whose name had been mentioned. He took me by the collar, then started looking at the AncientTech on my Soldier uniform. He changed the settings to Archer, and, in a puff of blue smoke, I was in a green archers uniform. He did the same for Ramsey and Lizzo. I grinned as we met the grass of the plains and saw our opponents. One red goblin, a.k.a. Red Cap. Three blue goblins, which were just normal goblins. And a sprite. We all formed into Marche's chosen position (reluctantly, of course). The judge appeared, leaving a thin cloud of silver around him. He blew his whistle... and it was on. I ran up, pushing by Lizzo, while stringing up my bow. I unleashed the arrow on the sprite, not wanting it to be able to later heal its fighting mates. Lucretia ran up next to me, coping my motion exactly, and fired her arrow. It hit the opposer in the center of her chest, causing her to fall to the ground in a crumpled heap. Meanwhile, Ramsey was stuck helping Marche with a red cap. The two slammed down with their blades, making a pretty show of colors from the blades glinting off the sunlight. And that was that. Lizzo had gone up to a goblin and taken control of it, making it punch one of its friends. Montblanc (who had switched himself to an Animist only moments before the battle) cast Sheep Count on all three of the goblins, giving us our chance to strike. And so we did. And we finished our battle with hardly a casualty. I had to give Marche that.
I kind of grew respect for Marche after that. I was proud to have a strong- headed guy who knew his combat. So, I brought it to Lui (my dear viera Lucretia) and Ramsey. "Hmm, I guess I agree." Was Lui's response, yet I think she was telling only half the truth because of the way she started looking at the ceiling. I groaned, turning to Ramsey.
"And you?" Ramsey simply nodded at me. His eyes didn't have their usual vicious look, so I believed him. "So, Lui, now that I'm in a better mood, how about I buy you a drink?" The viera moaned.