can a fairy fly underwater??

[huaaaaagh]

Who: A well-balanced party- AKA Kirito, Asuna, Nightingale, Opal, Jayden, and Nami
Broadcast: N/A
Action: One of the underwater ruins
When: During this month!

[At some point after getting Nightingale to stop screaming, a proper party is assembled! They've got everything: tanks, mages, DPS, puzzle-solvers! This whole dungeon crawl should be a cinch, right? It's not like any of them have a tendency to attract bad luck or sudden disaster.

H e h. Good luck, nerds.]


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TREASURES

[huaaaaagh]

[Loot that chest. Loot it good! Hope you're happy with the results, no takebacks and no re-rolls.]

Re: TREASURES

[experiencepoints]

[Once they've found the treasure room, Nightingale's going to wait for everyone else to get their treasure. But once it's her turn, she swats the chest open with her staff, and pulls out...

... It's just a fucking Pokeball. Straight-up a Pokeball. So it's probably weird that Nightingale suddenly looks like she might cry.]

... We- We need to get somewhere above water, right away.

[huaaaaagh]

[Well, it's been an... interesting... journey! But a dungeon run just isn't complete without treasure waiting for you at the end. Once they reach the final room, Kirito gives it a proper study for safety's sake - experience has taught him to be leery of traps - but once it seems safe enough, he lowers his sword and glances behind himself.]

Want to grab first dibs?

[stoccado]

[As if on cue, Asuna's walking up right when he glances back, and she meets his look with a warm smile as she shakes her head.]

Thanks, but no. If something pops out, you're better equipped to retaliate.

[It's only a joke. Maybe.]

[huaaaaagh]

That's kind of why I suggested...

[He gestures his sword a bit helplessly - easier to react to danger when your head isn't stuck in a chest? - but he shrugs and sheaths it anyway. It's not like it matters who does what when she's just as capable of watching his back as he is at watching hers.]

Knowing my luck, it'll be something pointless, but at least the trip was fun.

[stoccado]

[Asuna jokingly sticks out her tongue at him before she resumes her normal expression and moves to stand beside him.]

Oh come on, it'll still be something familiar to you, right? [She chuckles and nudges him.]

Go on.

[huaaaaagh]

Yeah...

[He's kind of torn, admittedly- the last time he'd gotten something from home had been the Nerve Gear, and that had caused plenty of mixed emotions, both good and bad. He's gotten used to seeing it on a shelf in his room the way he used to back home, but it's still hard to really say how he feels about it.

Still, the nudge and her smile is encouragement enough, so he wanders up to the chest and tentatively lifts the lid. Then- immediately freezes, eyes going stark wide in shock. All he can do is stare.]

Wh... what...? No way...

[stoccado]

Kirito-kun? What's wrong?

[Her previously jovial attitude is quickly replaced by concern-- a special kind just for him. Asuna places her hand on the hilt of her rapier and takes a hesitant step forward, ready to react to whatever it might be.]

Hey, tell me.

[huaaaaagh]

[He doesn't answer; rather, he shoves the chest open the rest of the way and reaches in, withdrawing and turning around to reveal what had shocked him so badly- Elucidator, more solid and real than it had ever been in SAO, sheath and all.]

Asuna, this is...

[How?]

[stormfist]

[ Seeing everybody so far getting things they recognize, or things important to them, Jayden seriously has to wonder what they could possibly give her. She was never one to have much in the way of possessions since becoming a Guardian, so what exactly is this box capable of, huh?

Her turn to find out. She cracks open the lid, waits for the light to die down... ]

Oh! Finally! That was very uncomfortable. Underwater, and in a box...

[ ... ... ...

Jayden practically shoves the lid the rest of the way open, reaches in, and scoops out what looks like a softball-sized blue mechanical spike-ball. She holds it in her palms for a second, and then it seems to shake itself off before floating on its own in front of her. ]

... My Ghost!!

[ This is definitely the most surprised she has ever sounded in the entire time she's been in the fleet. Savor it. ]

[robitussin]

...That doesn't look like a ghost.

[That's all she's got. She's definitely staring at it, though.]

[stormfist]

I could put a white sheet over him if that would help.

Don't do that. Anyway it would probably just float away in the water.

[ Jayden can't keep herself from smiling. She really did miss the little guy, and now that he's back, she does feel a tiny bit better about some things. Meanwhile, the Ghost is staring right back at Opal, and tilts forward for a second - like an approximation of a nod or a bow. Sort of. ]

His name's Anil. He's an AI unit. Every Guardian has one, and only one, exclusively.

[robitussin]

[She puts up a hand in greeting, a little awkwardly. How does one greet an AI?]

Um... Hi.

[Then she looks back to Jayden.]

I'm guessing weird magical water means we don't have to worry about his circuits getting ruined or anything? If he even runs on electricity.

[stormfist]

Anil, [ She nods-- ] that's Opal.

[ That greeting works~ He bobs in place again - clearly he only meant to do it a little, but the water makes it a bit, uhm, more. And for a second, he looks off-balance! But he figures it out. ]

Hello, Opal. You have a nice name.

[ ... Jayden shrugs. At least he hasn't said anything weird(er??) or embarrassing yet. ]

Looks like it, yeah. I mean, he's a little waterproof anyway. But all the way down here? In normal water? Don't know how I'd feel about that.

[ She's still smiling. This must be a lifetime record. ]

[robitussin]

Uh... Thank you. I like your name too. Did you pick it, or-?

[She glances back at Jayden, then, with a nod.]

Yeah. We should probably head back anyways, just in case. [She pauses for a moment, suddenly realizing—] Oh my god, you're smiling.

[stormfist]

I did! According to ancient records, it's a name derived from the Hindu god of wind. While I don't have any particular affiliation to wind or Hinduism, I do like the name.

... Nerd.

[ It's fond teasing, though. ... Also no, no you did not see that fjdskl see, now she's glaring! That totally helps. ]

Am not. Hush.

[robitussin]

[She's a bit nervous that whatever she finds will be something extremely sentimental, something she'll have to explain to the rest of the group. However, upon opening the chest, perhaps the most noticeable thing is the loud and angry meowing that can be heard throughout the room.

Within seconds, a cat is swimming out of the enclosed space... And almost right past Opal, who's too surprised for a few moments to stop it from trying to escape.]

Mozart?

[What a nerdy name!! Regardless, she's letting the lid of the chest drop immediately so she can reach out to grab the kitten. It really does not look pleased to be here in this watery abyss.]

[experiencepoints]

-- Mozart? How did- I guess if they brought us here, they could bring him, but...

[but a cat underwater

it's going to claw the shit out of us isn't it]

[robitussin]

[yes it is

which is why she's putting her in a barrier]

It's been, like, a year... This is so weird.

[experiencepoints]

[GOOD CALL]

Yeah, I... I can't say I ever expected this.

[robitussin]

[i said her in the last tag but i meant him shhhhh]

Oh my god, look at him. I missed him so much.

[she says, as the cat absolutely loses it's shit held inside the barrier.]

[experiencepoints]

I'm glad you got something so nice.

[she was expecting it to be like, something electronic that got fried under the water or something.

but also she is just hoping her fox gets along with mozart.]

We should probably get him back to the ship as soon as possible though.

[stormfist]

[ Wow, whatever Opal's getting out of that box, it sure sounds super pissed off!!

... Wait. ... Wait, that tiny wet little fluffy thing is-- ]

Is that a kitten?!

[robitussin]

Yes! It's from... Not home, but the last place Nightingale and I were.

[look at this furious cat wriggle around.]

I haven't seen him for, like, a year. Oh my god.

[stormfist]

Jesus. A kitten, down here...

[ The poor thing. fdjksl Though a tiny part of her is amused at the ferociousness, admittedly. ]

At least he's safe? Wet, but... safe. [ Beat. ] We should go. Probably. Fast.