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"She's safe with us. Don't worry. I'm doing my best to get her a little more confidence. Trust me, I'm taking care of her as best I can. I just want her to be happy." That was all she had time for. She knew that she shouldn't like War. She was worse than most of the people they faced in a lot of ways. But even still... The care she showed for Lucy was a small patch of light in the darkness of their group. But for now, something needed to be done. "Hey, fuckface. Now, I could use my bow against you. One of the arrows with your name on it. But I'm gonna try something different. Last time we fought you ended up with a lance through your chest, right? Lets see how that goes this time around." Mim to I2 and poke Death with a stick -
"Aw, hey, lookit, shorty's got a fancy weapon! I wonder, did daddy give that to you too? Wait, no, sorry, all he does is send you to kill people. I forgot from like 30 seconds ago. My bad! Though, yknow, something seems off... Oh, right, there used to be four of you, didn't there? Lose one already, hmm? Not showing great leadership there, yknow. Losing a quarter of your group so quickly, almost like you aren't fun to work with..." Hopefully Lucy would stay hidden. Mim was doing her best to draw his attention towards her, away from anyone else. Especially Crimson. She would keep him alive. She had survived Death once before. She would do it again.
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"Oh hey look, it's short stack. I was wondering when you'd ruin the party." Mim's tone was casual, but if someone looked closely, they would see her hands tightening on her bow to try and prevent their shaking from being noticeable. She was scared. But she wasn't going to let that stop her. "Now then, fuck face. You were asking why, yes? Well, I know you don't understand these sorts of things but some people experience things called ~*~emotions~*~ where they decide to not kill someone that's powerless because it isn't the thing they want to do. Now, I know this may be hard for you to understand, but sometimes, by not killing someone, you can actually get more out of it! Like information, or help getting in or out of somewhere, or even a friend. You never know. And I mean that literally. You never know. Personally. You will never understand it. Cause you're just a brat with anger issues who hopes that maybe some day daddy will love him if he kills enough people for him."
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Mim to J-5, vuln Crimson, longbow Sieg (use Liza support)
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Mim to J-6, take iron longbow back (lul),hold Lucy to I-7, perform Shin Crimson to K-5, wind Fighter B
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Mim glanced at Crimson, her heart going cold. A lady... Part of his past that clearly was still hurting. Perhaps that explained some of his actions, why he was so willing to try and take the hit for her. And it was the fault of this man. Or at least partially. Turning her gaze back to Siegmund, she coldly spoke as she went to nock an arrow on her bow. "It's funny, you know. You act like knowing the faces of those you've killed make you better than us. Maybe I don't know the face of everyone I've fought. But you do know what I remember? The faces I've saved. The people who have had their lives made better by what we've done." Sid's face flashed in her mind, followed by Emelia, even Lucy. And others, seen in the streets after they left the castle. The Queen's face, even if her king was dead. She tightened the grip on her bow. "You act like killing is some grand thing that we should fear you for. Your list of faces and names more vast than we could hope to read. But all it tells me is that the king of this country is a coward, hiding behind you to do his dirty work. That he and you both are traitors to this land, leaving me ever confident in this path I am on. I do not fear you. You will be the one left here dead after this. A fitting fate for a man who has done so much evil to those of his country."
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J-9, vuln Ferdy, greatbow Knight C Kane to K-10, Lust Knight C Crimson to K-8, blast Knight B with wind, press the assault on Mim Mim to I-10, shoot Knight A
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Mim to K-13, vuln Godiva, longbow the mage
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"I'm told that's a strength of mine. And good. I would rather as few people die here as possible. You can wear whatever you want with us, no worries. As for what happens... Well that's not all up to me, but I won't let you be tortured. Promise."
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"Because I don't believe in killing my countrymen uselessly. Because you were resigned while your commander knowingly sent you in to die. And because if we're going to claim to be here to fight for the right, we need to be better than our enemies. I've no interest in slaughtering people forced to fight for a tyrant. I wasn't lying about that. I would treat all of these men if I could." A small smirk and then a quiet whisper that only the knight could hear over the fight. "Plus it's fun to make him yell."
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Mim moved forward, but hesitated for a long second next to the downed knight. If anyone was paying close attention, they would notice her slip a small bottle out of her pouch and pour the contents over the woman's wounds. She then pushed forward, pulling out her large bow, aiming at a soldier. K-16, greatbow the soldier
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Mim to K-21, training bow Shaman D to D(eath) As her arrow sunk into the shaman's body, she pointed towards the woman in armor who had swung at Arthur after almost despondently talking about a life lived. "This doesn't have to be the end of your life, you know. Or any of your lives." She paused, looking at the body of the shaman... "Well, any more of your lives. The point is... Put down your weapons. Leave now. Or join us. We have the prince of this country on our side. He's been abandoned by his father for no reason. Tossed into a foreign jail by your commander. And for what crime? You heard him yourself. Simply by the whims of his father. Is that really the leader we want for our country? One who can toss anyone, even his own son, to the side, with no consequences? Simply because he feels like it? I know I want more for my people than that. We deserve better. Throw down your weapons, or stand with us. Help us bring about a better future for our Ria!"
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"Oh... Shut up Baldur. Just shut the fuck up. It... It was meant to confuse him, distract him. Make him focus on other things and maybe make him mad. Because if you let your emotions control you on the battlefield, your opponent is already winning. Kinda like you are right now. Maybe it didn't work but you can just fuck right off and keep your opinions to yourself."
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"I would rather be the most common of wenches in the seediest of Rian taverns than be a slime bellied coward who simply follows the weak and petty wills of a tyrant king. You aren't even worth killing, but we'll do it anyways to send a message to that failure of a father that we're coming for him next. Fuckface is too nice for you even. I'm bored of this conversation and bored of you. Maybe we'll let you go back to your master just so you can tell him about this." Mim to L-24 She wanted to make him mad, she wanted to prove a point, she wanted... She didn't even know what, but she suddenly found herself reaching out and yanking on Crimson's coat, pulling him down the considerable distance to her height and giving him a long kiss before coming to her senses, turning bright red, and spinning back to the eye. "Now go fuck yourself. Or do you need the king for that too?" And then, knowing it was likely a useless gesture, pulled back an arrow on her bow and shot it right at the center of the eye.
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Mim looked up at the eye. So this man was the reason that Crimson had been locked up. On the one hand, she almost wanted to thank him. If it hadn't been for him, she probably would have never met Crimson. On the other hand... Moving deliberately into the view of the eye, she made a universally recognized rude gesture and then cheerily yelled out, "Hey, fuckface, we weren't going anywhere. You're not going to stop us, I promise you that. Oh, and I have about ten arrows here with your name on them, just as a little thank you present for making it so Crimson here got to be a part of our group after all. No really, they have your name on them. I promise. They say fuckface, right here on the arrow shaft. Don't believe me? Come see for yourself."
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Glare real hard at the nomad, P23, equip Greatbow, vuln Lenore
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R-23, poke the nomad with the poking stick
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Lucy to N-23, perform Mim
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Mim to M-23, shoot the knight with the greatbow
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Kane to N-25, dart Shaman B Crimson to D-24, fire Nomad A, press the assault on Shin
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Mim Iron Greatbow Lance Knight A
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Mim to M22, equip Steel Greatbow
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Uhhh unless I can have 3 C instead of 2 C and 1 B, the only ones I can take are the NPC ones. If I can take a third C... Gimme Fey. I'll circle back to Baldur when I have a 4th slot
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Mim let the hug continue. It was nice. Arthur felt so comforting in that moment. She could have stayed there forever... But she knew she couldn't. After a long moment, she finally pushed back slightly, looking up at him with a smile. "For now, all we can do is live in the moment, right? You'll be great, I promise. And you'll have all of us with you. Even me. I promise." She hesitated, a small blush creeping up onto her cheeks, and then she quickly stood up on her very tip toes and kissed Crimson on the cheek. "T-there. For good luck. And to remind you that you've got a better family than the one you were born with." The blush now a bright red and fully covering her cheeks, she started to turn around, hoping that he wouldn't stop her.
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Mim hesitated for a long second and then gave him a quick hug. "I believe in you. And so does everyone else here, I'm sure. And it's not like you'll be alone. Virtuous will still be your family. And I'm sure there would be people here who would go with you if you asked. Like Baldur. Or... Justine."