Tsuboi Ryotaro, also known among some as the samurai Klein, liked computer games, and enjoyed them;
MMORPG was a fun way to play together, as well as develop teamwork, and certain games were an interesting and unique training.
His group often took games with either monsters like werewolves or vampires or demons, or urban warfare. Though fantasy meant more close quarters combat, and a guilty pleasure besides. At least for him.
It took time to convince the rest of the admittedly small pack-couple of similar minded fellows more than a true pack, but he never regretted it, until SAO.
It also allowed better common ground and sociability with the Kinfolk, and some close friends that were ignorant of the 'World of Darkness'.
SAO as supposed to be fun, as well as a demonstration of the idea to the others. And an introduction into the infant world of VR.
It ended up proving all these points, and imitating real combat, at least some aspects of it, even if it was the medieval version-better then he hoped.
It also ended up with himself and his group trapped.
He wheeled his wheelchair towards the table where the core of Fuurinkazen- his pack and their Kinfolk were, all 5 of them.
"Hi guys, good to see you all for real after two years."
"Very funny, tsuboi."
He then felt something and at the questioning look was answered by Harry one.
"Just something to keep the ears of anyone listening in buzzing. So what did you want, oh fearless leader?"
"I got a call, or more precisely a spirit message, from the brass last night-it waited till I was awoken and alone, and approached as soon as I was. They are very displeased by our failure to do our job, for the last two years, and the only reason we aren't in trouble seems to be that there wasn't any trouble or anything worth reporting.
On a different note, and this is something private to the group, I don't know about you, but I want to find Kirito In Real Life-it was thanks to the kid that I got a hang on things so fast, and got in time to save Isshin from becoming a wolf eaten by wolf. Not to mention the times you were there-clearing the game included. We owe him and he may as well be honorary Kinfolk as far as I'm concerned, maybe even honorary pack mate."
"Err… boss", Dale said, uncertain. "I got in touch with a high school friend", "more like an ex-girlfriend"- Dynamm commented. "And looked for him. I may have a name. I don't disagree with you, but the one I checked out- the kid normal, but the neighborhood smells of Leeches."
"Well", Harry one commented, "We already got half the pack as Kinfolk, and no sane pack would want Ryotaro or Isshin in it. Might as well break all rules and be invite the kid to join.
Sides, he was good at thinking outside the box, and almost as awesome as me."
Nods to the idea and jeers towards the man known on the guild roster as Harry one followed.
And so, Ryotaro Tsuboi, Known in some circles as Klein, and in others yet as a Garou Ragabash of the waxing moon, discussed the Bro who helped them in the two lost years, where they lacked the abilities that were in their blood, and were lost and confused, hoping that Kirito won't end up dead, or worse, a Leech himself, if Dale's friend was right.
I tried to polish the chapter, but this was the best i could- the muse was a miser in regards to Garou. and unlike the vampire- whom i know through 2 VTM computer games ( which were my intro into world of darkness), i got little source material-and it's mostly online wikies.
I have ideas for others as well, and welcome suggestions.
any ideas about Agil or Lizbeth?