¤ First Blood

I hate that blue-haired wench, the fairy girl thought furiously as she tugged on her magical gauntlets, feeling the spelled leather and steel of the gloves stretch and tighten familiarly over her hands and wrists before she flexed her fingers experimentally within them.

For this fairy girl, her opponent stood for everything that was wrong and completely unnatural. This girl was only a mortal! You could feed them, cloth them, treat them nicely (and of course, not as much as you would treat your fellow fairies), all that was just fine. Lakelis had no problems with being nice to inferiors. read more

A crunch of feet on the hoary frost, crumbling the silence away. I looked up, my grip unconsciously tightening on the handle of my polearm on my side. The thoughts in my head still tumbled there, persistently twining around each other like hibernating snakes of poison.

‘So you’re here.’

‘What is it to you.’ I retort blandly. read more

There’s even an animated companion to this bit, but it isn’t particularly well-made or interesting, so yeah. *shrug*

One day, I was bored. Happens all the time, yeah, especially when the EXP bar is dishearteningly less-than-half-full. While just stoning for a bit in Orbis Channel 1, trying to snipe buyers for the 100+ Tower Scrolls in my inventory, I came across a plea: ‘Pls, help me form guild?’ read more

¤ Before the Selections

The room was uncommonly quiet, seeing how there were three out of the usual quartet present. Aurora was picking distractedly at a loose thread on the cushion of her chair, Salmer lounging in a corner idly sketching and Daedalus simply balancing himself on the hind legs of his chair, staring up at the ceiling. None of them spoke at all, not even to tease each other for being so uncharacteristically anxious, because all of them were equally tense as they waited for Wing to return from the last round of the selections for Advisor. read more

¤ The Pillow Wars

Jaysen was still there, like he promised, waiting for her to wake up. His eyes were closed and his head slightly tilted backwards as he dozed lightly at where he sat next to her, propped up against the back of his chair. Silver looked up at him, enjoying the warmth of the bed against her back and the peace in the room.

It did not seem proper to move now, Silver thought lazily, and with nothing else in mind to think about, she let her thoughts wander back to the dream she had just recently woken from, shreds of the vision still crystal clear in her memory. read more

Trust me. If you saw this in the movies, you’ll kill for a refund.
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Ten minutes after I arrive at the Icy Cold Path map and picked the left side of the ground level to train in, I was approached by a Spearman with the eye-smarting IGN of … uh, I forgot. Refer to SSes for the name, I only remember XXs and numbers. Whichever it is, he simply started swearing at me with the most horrible Hokkien vulgarities and telling, oh no, frigging commanding me to ‘can you ffs cc?’ read more

In which the Silvar wrestles with tags and URLs to attempt a Maplestory-cum-FlyFF blog with a combination of fanart and SSes.
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¤ SilverFx, the FlyFF Magician
Mm. The colours in this picture didn’t turn out as expected, because of some colour conversion thing that went awry in the process of saving the PSD file into JPEG. :/ Oh well. read more

¤ Battle of Words and Wits

And again. Back to awareness, again.

This time, however, the transition was not smooth; she was pushed, shoved and dragged out of the cocoon of oblivion and thrust into a howling maelstrom of ghostly voices, like some sacrificial offering to a bloodthirsty host. Part of her had resisted every inch of the way, yet another screamed with joy upon joining with the insane chorus. read more

¤ Leading Out

The tears stopped after a while; not even the heavens could cry forever. But Silver continued to lean on Jaysen, utterly worn out from her weeping. He sighed, his fingers tentatively brushing the top of Silver’s head. While he did imagine before how the girl would come voluntarily into his arms, he didn’t quite imagine that the embrace would be this heartbreaking for him. read more

Okay. Where was I?

Ah yes. Kerning. Nothing interesting, but Mum did run into her friend there, who was finishing up quests with her Ice/Lightning Mage. They chatted a bit, while Sypherion and I just sat around waiting for them.

For someone so high levelled, Sypherion isn’t the least bit hoity-toity, and has such a good sense of humor. In no time, we started commiserating about training, lousy item drop rates and everything else. read more