Two weeks passed since I left the blacksmith, Poh has already set me to do traps for players. The two players I'm with Amaki, and chrua, both have and run ins, with the exclusive, safty of not dying by the hands of the laughing coffin. I have been on the run most times, I blocked PoH, I'm no longer safe, the assassins who to go to the blacksmith never return from what I hear. We are on floor eight now, a wintery coldness. I hate the cold, the blue snow, dead and lifeless trees, I hate winter. But my new clothing fits in, I had entered the group known as frostbite for a while, then left. The white of my armor brings out my smooth, and shiny skin. My skills with the rapier are better than I was with the sword. "Galaxy, were here," oh right, I'm being judged. Last week, the laughing coffin was delt with, imprisoned, so PoH is dragging me down with him. The restraints on my fragile wrist are heavy and painful, they weighed me down, but they couldn't trust me.
"I'm sorry," chrua said, he was only following orders, he was part of the als. His green cloth, with silver armor actually fit him. Heh, amaki, on the othe hand wore darker colors, he had slightly darker skin. They were just putting me where I belong. The walk into the main castle area, was cruel. Once we got there I was put on my knees, to face up to Lind, the care in his eyes weren't mine to look at, i didn't deserve his pity.
"PoH told me everything, that he branded you, and some of your friends, is it true?"
I nodded, lind lent goes for the jacket of my armor, ge pulls back the left side to see the metal engraving, he looked in disbelief.
"How long will I...."
"No you are innocent, you wanted to go home, but I will have people, to guard you, Kibou has donated chrua for that," Lind then looks at Amaki, and says nothing. I walk out with both men, they are really my guards? I don't need guards I'm above their level.
"Galaxy san, you must have questions?"
The great sword weilder asks me. "No Amaki," I sternly say. I look at him his feelings hurt, he does look like a nice guy, I better apologize. "I'm sorry,"I look at him, he me, he nodds.
"*cough* I know a decent blacksmith on floor five,"
"Floor five?" Chrua remarks, then looks at the inn. "How about tommarow miss," he says. I look at him, and nod, I'm actually not about to go back. I can never go back, Lis deserves better. Sachi, she will be safe there, and AI, where did you go?I stay awake the night, my thoughts just filled to the brim until a girl, with bright purple hair, that barely rests on her shoulders, the white dress that is armored, by a purple cloth like material, but it's impossible to have, now, it's from floor 99, I know this from the refrence art, it's called the celestial tiffinance. The armor is strange, her other assets are, her......height, her chest area. Look at her, she looks at me.
"Hello, my names Strea," her voice like soft daffodils. The next thing I could never suspect, she jumped on me, knocking me back into the plush bed. Her plush chesh pushing on mine, they are crushing mine. She sits up, unequips the purple armor, and looks at me.
"Uhm what the hell?" I quickly squeak out
"Isnt this how mental counseling work?"
"N...no, not!!"
"But your mental records show you,...."
"Dah dah dat it!"
"What,.... I know all your secrets"
"What secrets?"
The girl looks at me with a sneaky look.
"Your biii,"
"Shut up!!!"
"Hmmm, party with me, and your secret will stay with me, or I'll post it"
"I,... I hate you, but fine,""Who the hell is she!?"
"Hi I'm strea!!"
Chrua, hes so paranoid, I look at Amaki, he doesn't even care. Strea shes still acting all bubbly. Amaki is looking at her now, scans her. Chrua, he still doesn't trust her.
"So Galaxy senpai what's our task today?" Strea sweetfully asks.
Chrua, freezes in place
Amaki, just spits out the drink."The hell!?" Both boys say, I look at them. Uuuuhhhhhh
This is gonna be a a long day
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Sword Art Online: Re;Directive [In Production]
FantastikThe lovely lady of hokaido finds herself in a new environment, will it end with her in the arms of her family, or dead. Meeting a new mysterious girl, a player of sorts. A new face is to take the throne and leave sao. This is life or death a new dar...