Ossidia's Request

[tharja]

Who: Anyone looking for the ingredients of Ossidia's request
What: ^
When: Backdated to May 16th
Where: In multiple locations!
Rating: PG-13? I guess?



[ There was a scramble around the city ever since the missions went up. People attempting to help cougars move in, cats out of trees, and other simple (okay, sometimes not really) tasks to please their guild masters and help them advance in the ranks. So, there was no shock that it was a cut-throat competition out there, even when some people banded together.

Whether you play well with others or play alone, you'll probably find some company regardless of what mission. So, what exactly are you looking for? ]


OOC: Okay! So I'm doing sub-threads for ingredient so people can pair off and choose who they run into. I feel like this is pretty simple and orderly, so have fun!

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6 Schmoeilz Eyes

[tharja]

FOUND IN CASTLE DYSPROS.

open.

[assiduous]

[ omg g r o s s. you'd think that just killing a damn thing would mean you get to loot the carcass for body parts! not these, apparently. schmoeilz melt. or in true video game fashion, disappear in a pile of weird blue fire and spit out one or two copper pieces (which mako casually (casually, ha.) picks up off the ground like a hobo and stuffs into his pockets).

let's see how many more we gotta kill until we actually get an eye. good thing there's a mage here that can, you know, actually attack, since these things aren't quite solid enough for regular weapons and it's a magic type... great!? he's useful?

or... you can catch him getting ready to go into the castle, dressed in a deep blue mage guild coat with his scarf looped around his shoulders and the hood tugged down, fiddling with the soft leather bracers that came with the coat or checking to see if he has all the right gear in his dumb little satchel.

(spoilers, he does, he's just v detail oriented. and lame.

nerd.) ]

1 Fesaure Tongue

[tharja]

FOUND IN CASTLE DYSPROS.

open.

[assiduous]

[ fesaure are AT LEAST MILDLY SOLID, despite their propensity for lighting things on fire when they get affectionate. what's that? they're not being affectionate, they're just trying to eat various body parts?

well, that explains the teeth. and it makes me feel better about killing the little vicious charmander wannabes. again, mr. mcmagepants is v useful here, particularly with... his very recently discovered, very unpracticed water evocation. 8(

maybe it's just a better idea to hit it with a stick or stab it until it dies

and then, who wants to cut the tongue out? :D ]

[chittybang]

[Asami is just useful enough, here. What, so she hasn't had a lot of practice with a gun. Lay off.

Between multiple shots, Mako might be able to hear alternations of ugh! and drats! and only those two words, over and over, in no particular order, muttered underneath her breath.

She hits eventually. The Fesaure looks affected by the hit. Sort of. Whatever she'll take it.]

Oh! Well what do you know, you just have to aim— [HOP-SCOOCH-SHOOT, don't want to get bit! And this shot definitely hits.] —a little high.

[assiduous]

[ an arc of fire whips out from mako's turned out palms as he ducks a swipe from the fesaure's companion, a gestome that seems bent on cutting his ears off. ]

That's great— [ another swipe, and he dodges to the side, lightning crackling on his hand as he pops the creepy doll thing once in the jaw, its body freezing up for a few seconds ] —but how long 'till you can get it to stop— [ oh she's back, lightning doesn't do much, it seems. another flash of unbent of fire. ] —movin'.

[ oh, there, her hair caught on fire. ]

[chittybang]

[Asami chooses to take her small victory and focus on the task at hand. With every miss, it feels as if she's just making a lot of noise with nothing to show for it. Sooner or later their counterpart's tagteam is going to attract another companion.

As the fesaure comes eventually close to dead, Asami can take a step back and try to aim the final four or five shots to take care of it. That's when the gestome with flaming hair comes barreling towards her. Bullets to her chest only slow her down.]

Can you put her out!? [She glances at Mako, referring to the flaming hair. They don't need two fiery menaces chasing their tails.]

1/2.

[assiduous]

[ the more he practices in actual combat, the more sense fighting as a summoner is starting to make. you don't control the element, you just gotta make a lot of it fast, and hope that the force of your attack knocks enough snot out of your enemy for you to get away clean. ]

Got it — [ and since he can't control the fire itself to put her out, he needs to go with the element that will beat fire: water, and he wants a lot of it.

The wild GESTOME is weak! Get 'em, MAKO!

→ FIGHT
BAG
???
RUN

→ HYDRO PUMP 5/5 PP
FLAMETHROWER 10/15 PP
THUNDERBOLT 14/15 PP
COMMUNICATE POORLY 2/15 PP

MAKO used HYDRO PUMP! It's super effective!

the deluge (because what else can we call it) springs from his outurned palm, blasting the gestome and the fesaure against the stones of the wall in the way only high pressure water streams can.

are they dead? i think they're dead. ]

[assiduous]

[ ok it looks like they're dead. good. time to loot the bo—

... uh, mako? you don't look to good, pal.

slightly dazed, he puts one hand against the wall to steady himself, already a little pale in the face and swaying on his feet. might have overdid it on that last hydro pump, dude.

a little bit.

he blinks once, slowly, then again. ]

[chittybang]

[Asami sighs with relief once it's all done and other with, although a part of her sinks. She'd been so close to getting the fesaure, herself, and for whatever reason it was important for her to be the one to kill it in front of Mako.

She can't even explain it.

After sucking up that selfish thought, Asami holsters her gun and heads toward the dead beast for its loot.]

Good job, Mako. We're getting the ton— [She stops mid-sentence when she glances back at him, then her steps bring her hastily back over to him.]

Oh no, are you alright? You look pale.

3 Rat Tails

[tharja]

VARIOUS. Sewers, Nickelhollow Market's, Silverbourne Alleyways at night are some sample locations!

open

[chittybang]

[The sewers are her last resort. It has nothing to do with her rich, luxurious, hygienic upbringing; no one wants to hop down into sewers for a sweet little adventure. After a few misfires and alarming a few clusters of passers by in Silverbourne and Nickelhollow, though, Asami figured she had might as well suck it up and brave the filth and smell.

She's careful with every step she takes, even in the cheap, throwaway boots she purchased just for the occasion. The squishing and sloshing is still enough to gross her out. But anyway, it's a sewer, so it's more than likely the case that she'll spot a couple of rats fairly quickly and be out of here in no time.

Her arms quickly aim pistols at the first suspicious movement she sees. Her short, heavy breath warms the fabric of her shirt held up to cover her nose.

And then, at the second movement...

BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM. Sewage splashes and she can't quite tell if she hit a rat or not.

Worse yet, maybe that wasn't a rat she'd been shooting. OOPS.]

1 Strand of a Thieves Guild Member's Hair

[tharja]

FIND YOUR OWN. Invite your Thievey friends over or handwave it!

closed.

[assiduous]

[ it seems like a great idea to do a mission with your ex! you know, learning to be friends and platonic bonding and all that cool stuff. stressful and vaguely life threatening situations are great way to build rapport.

until that mission gets... weird.

he'd told asami he'd get the last one himself, since he "think[s] [he] know[s] where the thieves guild is, kinda" already. that approximate knowledge was "somewhere in nickelhollow" and if he was gonna sneak into somewhere sketchy, he sure as heck isn't gonna take asami so she knows how sketchass he can get.

but as it is, he still doesn't know where the guild itself is, so he's just... getting lunch at this sketchass tavern, blending in more in his mages guild coat than he ever did in his regular one. the red of his scarf is a splash of color against the charcoal fabric and dark blue accents that fade in with the drab color of the room, making him stand out like a cardinal among crows.

WOULDN'T IT BE CONVENIENT IF A MEMBER OF THE THIEVES GUILD WHO KNEW HIM SHOWED UP... ]

[drunkenfist]

[ IT WOULD BE SO CONVENIENT and hey look there just happens to be someone mako knows hanging around this kinda sketchy area.

actually she seems to be trying to make her way right through it and onto something else because really? even though she more or less chose to be in this guild (hey, she was kind of a thief back home, and in keeping with her "rogue" title, this was the closest she could get), this place didn't exactly feel all that safe.

plus it was gross. and dusty. and she felt like she had to shower at least twice a day. so here roxy is, making to bounce the fuck outta this tavern before she sees that bright red scarf and immediately recognizes the guy who's trying to blend in but can't really because roxy can tell that stealth isn't really his strong suit. maybe she can help him with that.

okay she can spare a few extra seconds and she sliiiiides right on over to him, propping her elbow up on his shoulder and curling her fingers into a fist she can rest her chin on. ]

Sup stranger?

[assiduous]

[ mako starts at the sudden contact, one elbow already coming up to shove roxy away from his food (mako nobody's gonna steal your food... probs) when he recognizes the obnoxiously bright hair, freezing guiltily instead. ]

Hi, uh — [ LMARSDRGSDFKJ WHAT A LOSER do they even know each others names!?? i hope not bc i'm not retconning this tag. ] ... you.

[ so. smooth. ]

[drunkenfist]

[ good thing roxy's quick enough to dart out of the way just in case that elbow came close to actually coming into contact with her. giggling to herself, she crosses her arms loosely over her chest. ]

Holy shit, whatta charmer. You totally nailed the whole smooth thing.

[ heh. ]

Name's Roxy, just so you know.

[assiduous]

[ blink blink omg no he didn't even try ]

Mako. In my defense, I wasn't expecting to see anyone I [ uh ] recognize here.

[ in this totally normal sketchass bar with all its other sketchass occupants. ]

[drunkenfist]

[ that's what we call sarcasm darling. ]

Yeah? [ aaaand dropping into the seat next to him now, resting her hands on her lap. ] Same here.

[ okay so she might not feel 100% safe here, but at least with a guy like mako around people might be less inclined to harass her. ]

[assiduous]

You on the love potion job too?

[ that would explain why a girl like roxy is down in a place like this... ]

1/2

[drunkenfist]

[ ..... ]

[drunkenfist]

[ LMAO??? ]


Haha, what?

[assiduous]

[ omg don't laugh ]

Guess not.

[drunkenfist]

[ pfft ]

Imma give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you're not insinuatin anything with that remark.

[assiduous]

Not even close to that.