Season: *He stared at a large bow in Wendy's hand, causing him to raise his arms.* "I forewarn you one last time-"
Wendy: *She smirked and pulled the string back.* "Be quiet."
Alicia: (She pulled her weapon out of nowhere, just like Mindy.)
Lance: (Those arrows are huge.)
Wendy: *She lined the bow in front of her face and squinted one eye, aiming towards Season's head.* "To be the ruler, you must be strong, so I won't take any chances."
Season: (Foolish girl.) *He slowly inhaled, as an enormous blue glyph drew itself around his feet.*
Wendy: "Ougi-"
Season: "Fierceful storms, rain from the divine spirit of purity-"
Teresa: (Season's Neurons drastically rose-)
Season: "Power of the beast roaring through the waves, lend me your strength-"
Wendy: "Whoa-" *She took a step back, lowering the bow in shock.*
Season: *He stamped his foot, causing a pulse of water to splash around his ankle.* "AQUATIC DIVIDER"
Wendy: "I-Is that, Grand Rostical?"
Ashton: "Grand-?"
Teresa: "Grand Rostical is a stage above normal Rostical."
Lance: (Although this is going to get nerdy, I find that pretty cool.)
Teresa: "Grand Rostical can only be used by someone whom excels at Rostical, or possesses a Pure Jade, which is a powerful Rosterology item with condensed ons."
Ashton: "..." *He closely observed the water around Season's foot in amazement, as it continued to gush out of the ground.*
Teresa: "Or once mastering a specific Rostical, the user can formulate a stronger variant."
Ashton: "Resulting in Grand Rostical?"
Teresa: "Precisely. And lastly, one who is near death is able to use all their Astragons and Neurons at will."
Lance: "We didn't say anythin' and you still give us a crappy explanation."
Teresa: "Such immaturity is tiresome to be around for so long."
Lance: "Pssht, wateva."
Ashton: "Thank you, Teresa for the explanation."
Teresa: (Although-) *She stared at Season, raising an eyebrow.* (Is Season even using Grand Rostical?)
Alicia: "A-Amazing."
Lance: "Shh, ya bitch, watch." *He pointed to Season like a child.*
Season: "Harh!" *He raised his foot and slammed it into the ground, causing several rumbles to vibrate along the ground.*
Wendy: (Th-That energy level!-)
Season: *An eruption of water exploded in front of him, causing several watching villagers to gasp.* (For the Consultants to send a warrior directly into Surpreon, I'm curious to know what is so important.)
Wendy: (His Neurons surpasses my own! Why didn't I sense this before?!) *Her eyes started to twitch, as she thought in frustration.*
Lance: (That water-) *He stared at the wall of flowing water in disbelief and amazement.*
Wendy: "I-I'm not intimidated by your Rost-" *An explosion of water erupted behind her, causing her to step forward in shock.*
Season: "Harh!" *He yelled and clapped his hands, causing the waves to blast towards each other.*
Wendy: "Wha-?" *The two waves collided and exploded around her, causing her to cough out bubbles.*
Ashton: *He watched water rain down on the markets and roofs.* (Extraordinary!)
*The water drained into the ground, leaving several puddles around Wendy.*
Wendy: "A-Ah?" *She awkwardly stood on the spot, dropping her bow on the ground.* "W-What happened-?" *She looked puzzled, before dropping to her knees.*
Season: (Blast it-) *He fell to one knee, leaving the party besides Teresa speechless.*
Teresa: (What is wrong with you, Season Seraph?)
Wendy: "Tssk!" *Her face wrinkled in anger, as she struggled to hold herself up.*
Teresa: (Why not defeat her now? Eliminating the roots of future problems-?)
Wendy: "No, you stupid old man!-" *She coughed up blood, ignoring the dripping water from her hair.* "I will be back!" *She picked up her bow and flashstepped out of the city.*
Season: "I'm only thirty, that is now old?"
*Several guards rushed towards Season, as they tried to aid him.*
Season: "I'm fine, I'm drained from using the Rostical, allow me to rest before the feast."
Guard: "Yes, sir."
Season: *He noticed the party walking towards him.* (I have grown weak-)
Alicia: "Are you okay, Season?!" *She spoke in shock and leant down, preparing herself to heal him.*
Season: "Oh hello, where did you all disappear to? I went to the Inn, but I couldn't find you all."
Guard: *He ran from a group of distraught guards and bowed down to one knee.* "Sir."
Season: "Speak."
Guard: "These people not only helped rescue Cynthia and Katrina, but also defeated the Rostical using Scoldrant residing in Gasher Hills."
Lance: "Ah, it was nothin', aye." *He spoke with a cocky smirk, picking his nose.*
Guard: "Battling Oxident will not be cancelled due to this incident, sir?"
Season: "Oh? Good work, now it gives the feast more of a celebration." *He cheerfully smiled, as the guard helped him up.* "And no, Battling Oxident will continue as it has been every single year."
Lance: "I'm assumin' Cynthia and Katrina are them girls? How come they never said their names?"
Teresa: "Sometimes introductions are not necessary in the presence of a threat."
Alicia: *She giggled, as she overheard Teresa and Lance's small conversation.* (She always puts him in his place, it's funny.)
Season: *His back faced the party, as he walked towards his manor.* "Hohoho, glad to see you haven't changed Teresa."
Teresa: "Understandable."
Ashton: "So shall we head to the Inn and get some rest? Alicia looks like she's about to drop on the floor."
Alicia: "Y-Yes please, I want to sleep."
Teresa: "Is this current location, the best desirable place to regroup after sun fall?"
Ashton: "That is acceptable, alright let's go, Lance."
Lance: "Pssht, wateva."
Teresa: *She watched Lance and Ashton walk towards the Inn.* "..." *She faced Alicia, noticing her pale and sweaty face.*
Alicia: "W-Why are you staring at my face?"
Teresa: "It appears you are running low on nutrients and possibly suffering dehydration."
Alicia: "O-Okay?"
Teresa: "Come, you must consume nutrients." *She led Alicia to the markets with an emotionless face.*
Alicia: "Th-Thank you, Teresa."
Teresa: "Ensure not to dawdle, it appears they are closing shortly."
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Wendy: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fail." *She spoke to a dark figure hidden in shadows.*
?????: "Herm?" *She spoke in a disappointed manner, causing Wendy to form fists.*
Wendy: *She stared at the figure's glasses, which reflected the sunset's light.* "But-"
?????: "We cannot tolerate failure, even more so from a captain."
Wendy: "Y-Yes-"
?????: "You have to set a good example to other warriors, being the Consultant means it's my job to look over you all. This is your final warning, or you shall be terminated."
Wendy: "I-I'm sorry, Kath, I tried my best-"
Kath: "Your best was not acceptable, should I send another captain to do your current mission?"
Wendy: "No, no, please."
Kath: "I will tell Cindy once she finishes her current mission about your current situation and what possible results may occur, do you understand?"
Wendy: "I won't fail you but."
Kath: "Yes?"
Wendy: "How can I persuade him to give us the documents?"
Kath: "Why did I even promote you? You're making all single digits look weak." *She sighed, pushing her glasses up with one finger.* "Grab a hostage."
Wendy: (Why don't the Consultants ever show themselves?)
Kath: "That is all, dismissed!"
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*Ashton and Lance waited in the middle of Surpreon's central.*
Lance: "Oi, hurry up chunktronic two thousand, and Teresa." *He moaned and fidgeted on the spot." "We're gonna be late."
Ashton: "Hey it doesn't matter where we are, remember what I told you at the manager's induction? Respect everyone."
Lance: "Respect everyone." *He mumbled under his breath, causing Ashton to smile.*
Ashton: "That's acceptable." *He turned around and faced the Inn.*
Lance: *He stared at Ashton's back, poking out his tongue.* "..."
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Alicia: (Q-Quickly-) *She whispered deep in thought, rushing herself to get ready.*
Teresa: "How unforgivable, we are behind schedule, let us hasten the pace, Alicia." *She leaned on the door with an emotionless face.*
Alicia: "Y-Yes, I'm sorry."
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Ashton: "What are they doing in there?" *He mumbled to Lance, as he patiently waited.*
Lance: *He stared up into the sky, picking his nose.* "Dunno-"
Alicia: "R-Ready-" *She staggered out of the Inn, closely followed by Teresa.*
Lance: "Come on, let's go already."
*The party gathered, before rushing towards Season's manor.*
Alicia: "Surpreon's ruler, Season, it's such a privilege to have a feast with-"
*Music could be heard in the area, causing Alicia to stop and listen with confusion.*
Ashton: "Good flaming grief! Haven't heard music in a while!-"
Lance: "H-Huh?"
Ashton: "Just a moment? I know that sound?! Lance?!"
Lance: "Sh-Shit nuggets?!"
Alicia: "W-What is it?"
Ashton: "It's music from where we're from."
Teresa: "..." (Interesting.)
Alicia: "L-Let's hurry!"
Teresa: *She stepped forward and opened the massive door to Season's manor.* "This way, we are already behind schedule."
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Season: *He patiently seated himself at the end of a long table, staring at trays of food and beverages.* "What are they doing?" *He mumbled to himself with slight boredom.*
*The party power walked into the room, noticing Season sitting at the table.*
Season: "Hohoho, I was just talking about you."
Teresa: "Hoh?"
Season: "About time you all showed, I had the feeling I was being stood up, hohoho, please, please take a seat."
Alicia: "I-I'm sorry." *She respectfully bowed, looking slightly guilty.* "It was my fault."
Lance: "Naturally." *He rolled his eyes and smirked to himself.*
Season: "Please take a seat!" *He waved across golden seats, which scattered along the table.*
Alicia: (Lance is such a grottom bottom-) *She took several steps forward and sat down annoyed.*
Ashton: "Excuse me, Season, but-"
Lance: "This music?!" *He plunked himself on the chair, looking to each side like a child.*
Ashton: *He nodded his head in agreement.* "Where did you get it?"
Season: "..." *He smiled at Ashton and looked down to his plate.*
Lance: *He stared at Season with a strange look.* (Or you could not answer and smile at him, crazy old fart.)
Season: "Did you not find it odd how I believed your insane story?"
Ashton: "Well, yes?"
Alicia: (I did think it was really strange how-)
Season: "You may come out when ready!" *His smile widened, as he tilted his head back.*
Lance: "Aye? Who are ya talkin' to-?"
?????: "Hey, guys."
*A voice faintly echoed from the back room, where the smell of delicious food was being prepared.*
Lance: "Oi!? That voice."
Ashton: "That's-"
Lance: "Tyler!"
Tyler: *He ran out from the back, giving Ashton and Lance hugs.* "Ashton! Lance!"
Lance: "Gah-" *He looked awkward, as Tyler stepped back filled with excitement.* (He's acting like he's been in a cage for several months.)
Tyler: "I-I thought I was the only person that woke up in this place."
Ashton: "But how?!" *He paused in disbelief, running his hand through his hair.* "Why weren't you in the same place as us?"
Tyler: "I don't know." *He shook his head in confusion, stepping back with happiness.*
Ashton: "W-What about Scoldrants? Warriors? The Consultants? How did you manage?"
Tyler: "Season, if it wasn't for him, I would have been killed." *An image of white razor sharp teeth, flashed in his head.* "He saved me from Scoldrants."
Season: "Hohoho, now you know why I believed you."
Ashton: "This is like a gift, it's great seeing you, Tyler."
Tyler: "Th-Thanks, you too."
Season: "Gift? Oh! I almost forgot, this came in for you Alicia about two hours ago." *He handed over a package, wrapped in brown material.*
Alicia: "F-For me?" *She leant over and reached for the package, noticing writing on the top.*
Teresa: "What does it say?"
Alicia: "It says, this is our thank you and we hope it helps you on your travels, Cynthia and Katrina."
Ashton: (The RPG bag, if my memory serves me right.) *He watched Alicia eagerly unwrap the package, revealing the bag.*
Tyler: "Wow! The RPG bag." *He giggled with amazement.*
Teresa: "Do you mind, Alicia?" *She reached for the bag, looking at Alicia.*
Alicia: "P-Please." *She smiled and handed the bag to Teresa.*
Teresa: "Excellent, the RPG bag will come to very good use." *She opened the bag, placing her sabre and several books into it.* "My compliments." *She nodded her head, giving the bag back to Alicia.*
Alicia: *She held the strap, causing her to look confused.* "How? It feels like there's nothing inside the bag?!"
Ashton: "And the size of the sabre was at least three times the size of the bag."
Lance: "That's pretty kool, too bad they had to give it to you."
Ashton: "You don't mind if we put all our belongings in there?"
Alicia: "No, not at all." *She eagerly presented the bag to the party, causing them to place their items into it.*
Lance: *He rammed the sword into the bag, causing him to sigh in relief.* (Ah, that's heaps better, not having to carry the sword around all the time.) "Here." *He grunted, throwing the bag at Alicia.*
Alicia: "A-Ah-" *She closed her eyes, causing the bag to tumble on to the ground.*
Lance: "Pssht, acting like the bag is a knife-"
Ashton: "Lance, we're guests-"
Lance: "I'm glad you established that-"
Teresa: "I also established that it is more enjoyable when you do not speak."
Lance: "Pssht, wateva." *He folded his arms and looked away.*
Ashton: *He face palmed and sighed.* (Oh, Lance.)
Tyler: *He watched the party interact with each other, causing him to slightly smile.* (I'm not alone.)
Alicia: *She picked up the bag and suddenly looked confused.* (H-Huh? It still feels the same, but how?)
Ashton: *He noticed Alicia staring at the bag with confusion.* "What's the matter, Alicia?"
Alicia: "It has everyone's belongings in it and it still weighs the same."
Teresa: "That would be due to the Astragons-"
Lance: "Seriously, next topic?"
*The party awkwardly stared at each other across the table in silence.*
Tyler: "S-So how long have you all been here?"
Ashton: "What do you mean?" *He coughed, looking puzzled.*
Tyler: "I've been counting how long I've been here and I would say about, three months."
Ashton: (Three months?)
Lance: "Wat makes ya think you were here for that long?"
Ashton: "Lance and I have only been here for at least a week."
Teresa: (What!? There was time differences?)
Tyler: "I've been counting down the days-"
Lance: "Tyler I never really liked ya, but it seems you've cha
nged."
Tyler: "Oh? Too bad you haven't." *He smirked, scratching his pimple covered face.*
Lance: "You wanna say that to ma face?!" *He stood up, grunting like a child.*
Season: "Enough."
Tyler: "Y-Yes, sorry, Season." *He lowered his head in respect and made himself more comfortable on the seat.*
Lance: "Wateva." *He grunted, sitting back down with a frown.*
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