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Aria
Lvl. 12 | Exp. 35% | HP. 100% | Col. 976
Floor 4 - Lobria, Market
Lvl. 12 | Exp. 35% | HP. 100% | Col. 976
Floor 4 - Lobria, Market
Luckily, he seemed to have bought it to some extent, or at least to the point where Aria could plausibly walk away. Which she chose to do, and quite hastily at that. She could practically feel the color draining from her face - her hold on her tongue slipped for but a moment and suddenly she had made a complete prat of herself. She sighed and crossed her arms even closer across her chest. It would be just as well should they meet next as strangers.
…
Aria didn't even need to look to know that particular hope had been completely dashed. The man was pushing six and a half feet in height, nigh on impossible to ignore. His armor - every bit as heavy in class as her own - only served to make him seem even larger. Probably some sort of high-output damage-dealing type of character, then. Yet a quick flick of her eyes caught a face with surprising youth and expressiveness for the rest of the archetype its body was attached to.
"No hard feelings, alright?" the man offered, grinning. Aria did what she could to soften her expression and turned her head slightly to return the courtesy.
"Certainly not. The fault, if any, was mine," she said plainly. There. A straight apology, a tight resolution all tied up for the man.
"The name's Dragon." Aria clenched her teeth behind smiling lips. Dragon this talk on was more like it..
"Aria," she returned, giving the man's hand a quick and firm shaking before returning it cross her chest. Pleasantries done, of course, but now she had gone and gotten herself trapped in a conversation, of all things. She never knew quite what to say to her fellow players. Bringing up the overall state of affairs would make for nothing but a depressing chat, news tended to boil down to some manner of guild affairs, and so she was left with geography and system events, of which either one was likely to qualify as "old news".
"…third floor's a bit of a runaround. Have you been?" she asked, settling for a talk over territory. Of course, considering her dangerous proximity to the level recommendation and the dense fog throughout the area, Aria had passed over the floor entirely, so this would likely force the conversation to a close shortly.