What a wonderful time for him to be online. If he remembered what he was doing last time, he was going to sell half of loot he got from Brisshal and Astorea together to the market and put them up for auction. These would involve herbs used for medicinal purposes that would earn the favor of alchemists, animal hide to skin into fine leather, some shrubs and monster parts used to for basic crafting, cooking and much more. It was quite a haul whilst keeping some of it himself, after all some of the materials are things he can use to make the things he can. Basic poisons, materials for new traps, some bait, a spare bow and ammo, and the necessities such as food, water and enough materials to make a storage box which he can modify for himself. Such supplies would be then packaged into the said storage box and will be either buried as a secret cache or hidden in places you’d never expect to find it. It was a military tactic he researched and adapted, especially when the game allows such mechanics. Commonly used when fighting a losing war and while Stampede isn’t placed in that situation, it’s better to have hidden supplies across astorea in order to refill him of his needs before going on hunting again, that way he can sustain and grind for more materials in the forests for long periods of time. It was a simple process really as all he needed to do was move the selected items from his inventory window to the auction house’s window, set a price and leave it there to be sold. It normally takes an hour or two as there’s always people buying from there. He would stop to look up and admire artificial evening sky before heading to the one place he would usually go on his trips to the city: The tavern. A wonderful place to socialize, drink virtual alcohol, to hang out with good buddies and tell dirty jokes, build relationships and probably bed a mate. You can often see young and beautiful women or rather feminine avatars with such fine physique that men can’t help but drool over. So many options to choose from but perhaps he would do all of that and get more information about the game from experienced players as he go. From the moment he entered through the door, he was struck down and was defeated……. ….. by the sight of such adorable young looking avatar and yet looks like a small version of a mature young woman. Having caught his eye, Stampede walked passed her and blew cold air down her neck as he goes and finally takes a seat in front of the counter, ordering two glasses of tequila. “Does this establishment sell any cigars by chance?” While the game is set on medieval time period, he would love to at least try smoking in a virtual world at least as his parents forbid him from smoking. “I must say… who is that lovely young Asian right there?” Stampede asked the bartender.
_____If Kaedé had started drinking already what the male did would have been fine with her. However the moment she felt the first bit of air on her neck she moved to quickly confront the person responsible. Her frame spinning around and doing a quick circle around the male before she reached to grab the male’s right arm and twist it before he could reach the counter. If he looked Kaedé would have a slight blush but also look fairly annoyed by his choice of actions towards her so unannounced. Her would not be enough to exactly hurt him or be fully concerning for the moment. ”You have to go to Druuk island to get cigars, as for the name of the Asian you just blew down the neck of I don’t think I’m too happy to share my name with you.” _____This was the time around Kaedé added weight and strain to the arm as she turned it a bit more and kept it behind his back to start hurting him for a few moments before letting him go. While she was most times down for playing, getting toyed with was not her choice time and after the last few men she had to deal with so far in this game she simply chose not to trust them at the start anymore unless they proved differently. Seeing the male order tequila made Kaedé scoff at him. ”Mixing tequila with cigars was your plan? I’m mostly for bad choices but that just kills flavors of both and makes them both taste terrible.” _____Kaedé would simply tap the counter and wait till after the male got his two drinks before requesting Rum on ice. The bartender lucky was a hydromancy and quickly froze a few cubes of water and added them to the mug before sliding to Kaedé who tossed the gold for it to the bar tender and went to find herself a table. If the male tried to follow she would only sigh as she sat down and drank her rum. This person was either they type she disliked to be around, or type she wanted to stab from what she could tell so far. @Stampede
“Aah atatatata…” All of the sudden the Asian started with a reply that Stampede didn’t expect to receive. As they said love hurts but to take it literally was kind of absurd. She intensified the pain and started to twist his arm a bit, making a point before letting him go. She’s quite strong for someone of her avatar, if that face of hers was her real life appearance, perhaps Stampede might have fallen in love completely. “Ahah, good I prefer it that way, it will just kill all the fun of me finding more about you, but hey, you don’t see me smoking right now.” Well that’s one piece of information down. As soon as the bartender served the two glasses of tequila, the hunter would have grabbed both drinks and follow Kaede to where she sat. He was like a fox pursuing a tiger that shows no interests of associating with him and should he overstep himself, he might just face bad consequences. “Well they say that you can’t judge a book by its cover, I say… one look at you and I see something going on.” He sat across the table, making himself comfortable by lifting a boot up the bench, toying with one of the tequila glasses with his two fingers as he gazed at her like a prize, a gaze where one would think that he was just as lecherous as any other man who would prey on women. “Come on give me a chance, let’s agree that we both know that you don’t like me, but I have good points. I mean you never know right?” Perhaps it’s not best to comment about her strength or perhaps she feels like he’s belittling her. “Where are my manners!” he boop his palm on his forehead and offered her a handshake. “Nice to meet you, I’m Stampede! I’m one of the newbies of this week! So do tell me, I’ve heard a lot of things that had happened during the first month of the game and I was wondering… what kind of man are you into? I could probably reset my skills to your liking.. just for you” ending that sentence with a wink and a goofy smile that means well. “By the way, Rum tastes better without the ice. Believe me I have my share of drinks in about last year or so. Or is it that you can’t stomach the flavor? I could give you a few pointers if you like.” He set the glass of tequila down and offered the second glass to her should she want to.
”Assuming I dislike you is a bad choice. Most males I have met in this game are either dicks or those over thinking types that drive me batty. As for the ice, it’s a tribute to someone I once knew, they always did the first mug with ice to ease into drinking and always out lasted me doing it that way.” _____Kaedé would spin her mug to watch the ice spin around before a light sip. She would take the moment to push the other drink back to him with a low look of displeasure. Kaedé never chose to drink anything but rum, it was just her choice and changing it even for one drink was not going to happen as she took another sip and recalled something else the male had said. A small grin as she leaned forward and spoke calmly. ”The type of man I like is a woman.~ Least most times and nights. I can’t deny some nights I just want to get rammed into the wall but since I started playing, men really have not been my preferred type. But if I was looking for a male they would need to first and above all know what they need to do, and god fucking forbid they talk shit while doing it. I’ve cut enough dicks off because of that.” _____Kaedé was not lying about the fact there was a few people in the game and in real life who no longer could be called real men after they pushed her boldest line she never wanted crossed, well one of the two. The other was something fairly different and had a far more dangerous toll when crossed. Stretching her arms before Kaedé yawned lightly and moved her focus to some girls walking into the tavern. ”You pin me for the type to trash talk the partner if they like it to much.” @Stampede
He listened as she mentioned the reason why she preferred rum with ice, it was because it gave her the nostalgia of someone she would never forget who loves to drink with ice. Now he’s not so sure whether she’s lying or not but the woman in front of him seemed to be brutally honest. Or at least he hope she is but little did she know of what Stampede had in mind or maybe she does and she choose to ignore it. Either way, he’s getting what he wants and she wouldn't know a thing. Or was this all a façade just to avoid a relationship with him? Either way the fox wasn’t just about to give up just yet. “Sounds kinky, well I never talked bad about you unless you were referring me to calling you Asian, I mean no offense to you milady, you’re quite the beauty but if only you haven’t stood out amongst the crowd I wouldn’t have mentioned you. Besides you caught my eye and my instincts never failed me before…. And they’re telling me that something special is going on about you, something I like or maybe something that I want.” He rests both his arms on the table, sitting properly as he still toys with his glass of tequila. “Something tells me you’re haughty because I reminded you of something, but what do I know? To be honest I’m not someone who warms up to a girl who likes to play the alpha but first time’s for everything no?” That last statement he hears from her summarizes how she feels or at least he could get the message. Or perhaps it’s the fact that he’s assuming too much of her that offends her? No that’s not it…. Perhaps her history with men weren't good moments. “Ahah, I’m really sorry to hear that but do tell me, if I can prove myself as one of the strongest players, who do I need to beat in order to get your attention? And if I do beat them would you consider giving some of your attention to me? Without the haughty part that is.” He looked towards to where she was looking at as a couple more women would enter the tavern. “You’re waiting for someone aren't you? Is that why you’re here in the tavern?” That and she’s probably waiting for a female friend to come. Stampede would look right at her face to see how she reacts.
_____Kaedé eye would begin to twitch as she listened to the male. So many questions, so much talking and no drinking, nor action taking. She was clearly more annoyed as she took a heavy sip to calm her nerve slightly before glaring back towards him. Her hair falling over her eyes slightly from the quick motion of her head as she laced her right index between her neck and her scarf and loosened it slightly. ”The whole point of a drink, is to drink it. Not toy with it. You also ask to many questions and I hate thinkers. I’m here because I want to drink, find some girl or girls to spend the night with. MAYBE, if a man fits my choice I’d spend it with them because tonight I’m in the mood and so far you're ruining that mood.” _____Kaedé was not going to deal with someone like Stampede right now so she got up and took her mug from the table to go find another spot to sit on the opposite side of the tavern. Sure he had looks but a lot of men could look the part in a game, but be fat nerds who only talk and got no idea how to place the pieces the correct way. Her time sitting alone did come to an end even if the male followed her as a girl chose to sit with Kaedé. ”Did it hurt…” ”Go to a different table. I’m in no mood to deal with a male using a female avatar, and log off and get some real fucking lines you nerd.” ”Bitch…” _____The female walked off giving Kaedé the middle finger. Her reaction was taking another sip and giving one right back to the fake as she enjoyed the silence for however much longer she would likely have it. If that male was the type she pinned him for he would either approach again with a more aggressive game plan, or start it with an apology to try and get a second chance with her. Was she correct about him, or would she finally meet someone that she was wrong about? @Stampede
Either Stampede was dense or oblivious but he was finally getting something out of it but not what he wanted. So far she did not see through his intent even when he exposed it all over by conversing with her. Perhaps the fox should give up and that this one is really not into him. Men nearby were laughing at him because he was dumped and rejected as his attempt to hitch a girl has failed. Apart from being a flirt and a womanizer, this fox was first a hunter and there’s no way he’s going to leave this place empty handed. He might be a cunning man with impure desires but he likes to establish the fact that he’s an honest one. To him the taste of defeat was so sour, something he’d never like, much like food served to him looking all so delicious only to taste way horrible than it looks. That is exactly why he must add spice and season. His next course of action has been decided, he drank the two glasses of tequila, wetting his lips before rubbing them with his thumb. If words cannot woo this one then perhaps through action will she finally recognize him as someone worth talking to? He understands the conditions and consequences that he will face, and once this has been executed, the same trick will no longer work twice. Stampede makes his final attempt and approaches Kaede, coming at her from behind. “I’d like a consolation prize at least” without even the slightest bit of hesitation, the man made his move, perhaps the boldest one yet as he grabbed her chin, interrupting her drink with a kiss that would have seemed like it came out of nowhere. He stole a kiss and while they’re in the moment, he wanted this to last as long as possible before she violent retaliates. He knows she’s going to be angry, he won’t blame her for hitting him or ganking him right in front of these people but she must know one thing, he’s a sore loser who won’t accept defeat unless he gets something out of it. The kiss intensifies and it seems as if he won’t stop unless Kaede reacts physically.
_____Sadly Kaedé was not so easily approached, the moment @Stampede spoke of wanting a 'consolation prize' she was on alert and moved quick enough to luckily spare herself a stolen kiss. His lips did however kiss the spot of her mug she had been drinking from as she smiled lightly and set it down not long after. ”Now was that so hard to try? I really dislike talkers, but get to aggressive and you might scare me off.” Kaedé grinned before moving to kiss his forehead and moved over to offer him a spot beside her at the table. ”I have other reasons for not exactly getting along with males. A girl I happen to care about in this game told me no more men if I wanted to keep seeing her. With a body and talent like she has, I almost could give them up. However what she does not know can stay unknown to her. The question is, are you one to risk being with for a night that won’t go ratting out or talking about it?” _____Kaedé would lightly slap his cheek as she grinned and took the time to get another sip from her mug using a different spot from before. She looked him over and whistled lightly before she waved her hand for a refill and tossed the empty mug back to the bar tender. Opening her mouth to reveal the cubes of ice that seemed to overfill her mouth yet gave her no issues to swallow down one by one. A talent she learned over time. ”I do have other rules. The first, try something like that again and I’ll have no issue walking out. Second, if you do manage to fit my type and get me back in the mood~, You try filling me up down stairs and mercy will be one thing I won’t spare for the likes of you. Lastly, if she does get wind of it and stops seeing me… I have a great memory and a lot of free time to hunt down… and chain up every male that could possible be the cause of ruining my fun.”
Just when he thought that he had poached a good score and just as he thought that he had finally stolen a kiss and it all went down in flames. It was irritating to let a target get away, whoever she is, she must have gotten some level of instinct, an incredible one at that. If we’d talk about game mechanics the most likely case for evading such theft would be that she’s either a fellow hunter or someone with a ridiculously high parameter in guard or she was just lucky….no he must have hesitated and thought of the situation too much that it allowed a small second to slip by. For a moment when he approached her, he was silent but when he took action, he allowed his intentions to be revealed as by means to terrify her of his sudden move. Much like how a predator would be to their unexpected prey that would leave them in shock and disbelief, the worst part of it is that the same trick doesn’t work twice. A cruel defeat and should people know this it would ruin how much he would boast about his capabilities in the future. To add flavor to this entire thing, she misunderstood his intentions from the get go but it was probably best to keep it that way. He already lost, he prefer her not reading his mind too. He was then offered a seat, the Asian explained her reasons and for what he heard, it was utterly a ridiculous and selfish one but it didn’t seem like she was lying, If it was a lie, it will give him more of a reason to covet her as a grand prize amongst the scores he’s dealt with. Someone to hunt and worth hunting, and when he finally arrives and poached her, the taste would be even more great than the others. To mask his defeat and the air that he makes, he breaks silences and starts talking again. “Scary but don’t you worry about that” He poked his thumb in another random glass of unfinished alcohol across the table and smeared his lips once more. He sat beside her, however facing the opposite direction around and tilting his head over to face her. “If you speak not a word of this then I won’t either, unfortunately I have to leave very soon. I got work ahead of me” but not until he get what he really wants. “Will knowing your name be enough of a compromise?”
_____Just Kaedé's luck, when she thought something fun might happen it all came crashing down around her. A very clear growl of disapproval towards what the man said before she pointed towards the door and spoke harshly and to the point. ”By all means just leave, I’d hate to keep you waiting or delayed any longer when you tried coming onto me to begin with.” Kaedé was angry no doubt, she was not going to hide it as she stood up to go get her drink and chose to sit at the counter before the bartender from here on. ”Honestly, this seems to happen a few times also… Where is a hot girl when you need one to bury your face into!” _____Kaedé spoke loud and clear as she downed her mug of rum and simply growled some more when a male tried to approach her to keep him away. No male would be able to exactly help Kaedé out right now, they only wanted to get their package cleaned or delivered. A girl on the other hand would be ok to listen while they both played around, least most times as far as Kaedé could tell, other times she made them moan to loud or often to know if they wanted to talk to her or listen to her problems. _____If the male tried to approach Kaedé she would growl at him also and point him to the door. Here she was trying to give him a chance to get back on her good side and he decides to blow her off, to hell with him. She would make sure he did not get her name and if she ever saw him hitting on a different girl she fully planned to ruin it for him. He made a bad enemy of a girl who was rather known for hitting on other girls, and one who did not drop a grudge easily. Moving to get another refill Kaedé supposed it would be better to just drink seeing as no girls fitting her current taste had been in this location so far. @Stampede
Stamp could only give a soft laugh as a response to her tantrum. Then again he wasn't just here to have fun with Kaede rather hoping that he can worm himself out to gain information, flirting was just a cover for that but did so in a way that she wouldn't recognize his motive. Course he can just ask but she twisted his arm and the responses she gave was like that of a person you wouldn't mess with, as the saying goes “Hell knows no fury like a woman scorned” to such phrase held so many truths. One time in Gun Gale, he managed to piss of a more talented sniper, a green haired woman as a matter of fact and it ended badly for him. Eventually it lead him to the idea that woman are at their most powerful when they’re driven to the point of anger and malice, from what appears to be the smallest prey would eventually turn into his predator. The thing is this girl didn't even bothered to ask what he actually wants of her and assumed the latter. First he wanted to know the best skillset was in the game and her opinion of a noteworthy player with a skill set, the strongest player around or at least to who she deems the strongest. When she explained that she was having an affair he backed off and only asked for her name in which she refuse to give. When she failed to answer all three questions, he dropped every intent of talking to her and decided to move on as he rather grind than persist. If she favors a man of action then that’s what Stamp should be not just words. Justifying himself won’t do any good but having lose to her in this dabble and a failed attempt at a kiss was quite humiliating even for him. If everyone here thinks like a hunter he would be the talk of the town, a laughing stalk even. “Oh don’t worry milady, I’ll come back to meet your expectations” he raised his hands as he exits the door. “When I do… I will steal a kiss” But at the very least now he gained leverage on how to gain that woman’s attention. While someone like her isn't to be messed with, he acquired some leverage, all he needs is the right trigger… and things will come his way.
