one gate, endless possibilities

[ophidie]

Who • Miharu Mishima and strangers on the internet
What • Dungeon runs for science, exploration, and profit.
When • August - ?
Where • Coming to a combination of area keywords near you!
Content Warnings • None yet, will update as necessary!

Comments

[weaseled]

[A lush green forest in the middle of a fiery wasteland... The irony speaks for itself. Yael isn't as inclined to charge ahead as he is inclined to get his dungeon runs over with as expediently as possible. On the other hand, Miharu makes a fine point: she's the one with the big damn sword. Rather than rush off into the forest, he motions, loose-wristed, at the dungeon beckoning them.]

Ladies first.

[Punctuated with a yawn. Yael is a proper gentleman.]

We're not here to sit around and take in the view. You can talk and walk, can't you?

[ophidie]

You're too kind. [Punctuated with a yawn and everything...he's truly a gentleman of the highest caliber.

Miharu looks wordlessly at Fai, her eyebrows lifting. Even with a virtual avatar, it's plain as day. After a moment of silent judging eye contact, she takes them into the forest.]

I'm not the most talkative even when I'm not swinging a weapon the length of my body around. One of you will have to start us off, I'm afraid. What do you think of the food in this game?

[fluorite]

[ He just laughs at the way Miharu raises her eyebrows and gives her a little shrug in return. ]

I like it! I especially like cooking in this game too.

[ As they step into the dungeon, he takes a cursory look around just in case there are enemies right at the front. Seems like they're in the clear, at least for now. ]

Do you, Scitalis?

[ Yael is free to give his own opinion too, but he's not going to single him out here either. ]

[weaseled]

[The lack of immediate threat means Yael has no choice but to engage in (shivers) small talk. He's tempted to leave all the chatter up to these two, but he knows he won't get away with it when Fai is involved.

Yael picks up the pace, shuffling further into the dungeon and down a long hallway. You can show up any time, monsters. Please.]

Tastes like the real thing, mostly, but it's missing a certain something. [He snorts, his answer to his own question sardonic.] Love, maybe?