Lucia shook her head, after all a Grimoire required two hands to use more often then not. IT was for that reason Lucia considered a Chariot as her end game. At the moment though she was still a bit lacking for that sort of adventure. "Not at the same time, but they'd both have their own advantages I guess; Grimoire for big lasting spells, twig branch for fighting mm?" She proposed worrying about Harveste's chances a little. it wasn't exactly hard to fight well even with a strange piece of equipment, but at the same time, it was far from optimized. Lucia didn't dwell on it though, it wasn't a game meant to be played with that sort of thing in mind, you wouldn't benefit from over optimization at least, the game supported comfort more then anything else. Lucia only felt fortunate that she didn't really have anything she was necessarily good or bad with, her averageness made it possible for her to experiment and try anything, letting it all be possibilities. The talk about Sylvanas made her smile though, nodding back as she turned towards the corpse. Her gaze softening briefly before continuing on in a gentler tone. "Sylvanas is definitely special. She was very proud and determined, she had a very strong heart and spirit that didn't flinch. Even when I had to tare apart what was left she tried to struggle-- it's very rare." Lucia commented with a heavy sigh, Necromancy was a cruel and invasive process after all. Being raised was painful and continuing on was suffering. Only time and more powerful magic changed that. Time enough for them to forget life, magic strong enough to allow them a future. "Even if I can't use magic to become a vampire and be their queen, I can raise Sylvanas up to play that role for me." She corrected; her goal wasn't to make a vampire but instead become one herself. If she couldn't achieve that, then the burdens of royalty would fall on Sylvanas instead, rather then just merely becoming her general. When asked about Sylvanas being heard though, Lucia only shook her head, it wasn't so much that she could control who was hearing the corpse speak. It was much different, like putting a muzzle on a dog, or gagging someone with a cloth, Lucia could just force her to 'stop talking' with a gesture. "Unfortunately, Sylvanas is still a puppet-- all of her knowledge, personality and skills are in there somewhere, but she can't make decisions or do things without me intervening. Everything that happens requires my approval, that includes talking." She said with a soft sigh knowing it wasn't exactly fair, but Lucia couldn't make Sylvanas independent.
"It'd be hard to switch between them right? And would the branch be able to be used without a regular fighting master?" To Harveste, branches and sticks were a lot like swords- possibly because she read way too many books and manga that involved it, or the fact she used to play with makeshift swords from twigs as a kid when she was roughhousing with the boys. It'd be nice if she had some of that energy and courage again, she told herself. Maybe she could work on that. But here, anything was possible...So perhaps it would be the best place to start. "What do you mean by trying to struggle? Is it normally easier or harder to make friends with the Thralls?" A small part of her yearned to be friends with Sylvanas, too. To her, surely the corpse was a friend to Lucia- her warm gaze was proof of it. Even though she was timid, she was still more than just thankful. "I can see for sure that she's a trooper, though. It'd be nice if someday, as she gets stronger and healthier, she also will grow able to remember her heart...I'd really like to be friends with her, when the day comes she'll let me." A soft smile fell upon the two. She had faith that someday, their friendship could be real and rewarded- not just a marionette with it's puppeteer, but a true companionship that would suit what she felt were kind hearts. "I can't imagine becoming a vampire. Wouldn't you have to drink blood then? Or are the vampires here different? Now I kind of want to study that...It'd be neat to meet one, but I might just wait until you guys find a method for yourselves. I'd rather it be someone I'm already friends with, so that I don't go to the wrong one hoping to be friends and end up being hurt instead."
Lucia could only chuckle a little when the topic of switching came up. Looking back through her bag, she pulled out a heavy crossbow, setting one end on the ground as she showed it to Harveste. "When I first started, I used to use this and a Grimoire-- If I could manage, can't you? It's not about rapid changing, but more of a situational thing dear. You would use the Grimoire when you need something big and have protection, you'd use the other when you're alone and need to be quick." She explained, her previous ranger style was similar enough at least, though she didn't possess the advantages of being a rogue as well. As for the talk of a staff or twig needing another mastery she only chuckled and shook her head. "They're different, a weapon and a magic tool are just made in different ways. Unless you're silly enough to buy a weapon instead of a magic tool, then you don't need it. You won't be able to hit people with it, but it'll work for a magic tool." She explained shaking her head. IT was a silly concept but HArveste surely wouldn't be the first to try and boop things with their staff or mage tools. Even Lucia tried beating a monster to death with her Grimoire when she first started. When the talk of being friends came up, Lucia couldn't help feeling the poor girl was having something of a misconception. Sylvanas didn't know Lucia in life, in truth, Lucia had essentially taken her corpse off of a battlefield after arriving late to the fortress. Finding it to be a shame that the Lieutenant died and lost her beauty it started as a silly endeavor but after making a thrall it cost a great deal to make another, so Lucia kept her. That said, she was certainly special to Lucia, the first thrall, the first one to be torn apart for a Thrall. "As unfortunate as it is, the thing she wants most right not is probably to stay dead. Being brought back to life is not a fun or good experience, as sad as it is... this is not a good place for her." Lucia admitted feeling a little bad for Harveste who seemed to think Sylvanas was happy. Had the corpse been able to act on it's own it no doubt would have cut it's own head off ages ago to try and end this. "Being a thrall is a very empty and hollow existence, it's understandable since her soul is gone. One day she'll forget what it was like to be alive, soon I'll be able to find her soul and try to fix it a bit, but someone had to be chosen." Lucia admitted with some measure of bitterness. No matter how much effort she put into repairing Sylvanas or taking care of her, it was a thankless job. The poor woman only wanted relief and rest, anything else wasn't much different from the cruelist of tortures. As unfortunate as it was, Lucia had to pick someone or something to enthrall and protect her. "Until I fix her completely though; she won't be able to cut my strings free and I won't be able to properly address her." Though the talk of vampirism made her chuckle a little. Certainly some did drink blood, but she didn't deign to be that type of monster. "I suppose if I practiced blood magic that would be how I would survive as a Vampire. That type of dark magic however isn't in my wheel house." Lucia admitted with a mellow chuckle. "I'm a necromancer instead, so the vampire I would become would be one who would use dark magic to drain and survive on life force directly... Though that's not much different from how I survive now." Lucia laughed, a sweet melodious sound, after all, while other players bought food, drank from streams or ponds and rested at inns. Lucia drained the food from other animals and monsters, drained their thirst meters, drained the rest from their bodies. It was a cruel and malicious process, but Lucia's targets weren't usually innocent people or players, it was for that reason she didn't live in the town and lived deep in the woods closer to her food sources.
Looking at the bow carefully, she wondered what it was like to weild- it must have been quite a feat, just by looking at it. The more Lucia explained, the more Harveste felt as if she was a young girl in a candy store. With so much knowledge being shared with her, she just couldn't help her excitement bubbling to the surface. "So as long as I buy a stick made for magic, it'll be okay? I used a wooden stick I found in the woods, but that was useless. I'll have to buy a proper one soon. Hopefully I'll be able to use it properly." Smiling, she took a peek again at the zombie- though frowned as she listened to the truth behind the matter. "I see..." Kicking her foot into the ground for a moment, she enjoyed the sweet melody that was Lucia's singsong laughter. "It'd be nice if you really could be friends, even if it's not possible yet. Surely the game could let that happen someday...And then I can try too." She nodded cheerfully, not wanting to give up hope. "Ah, is it bad I'm already calling you my friend...? I know we just met, after all." With a gentle giggle and a stretch of her small arms, she tried to ponder the woman's food choice- or rather, necessity. "Eating life force directly sounds less painful to me in a way. Do you have control over how much?"
Lucia pulled the bow back into her bag, thinking it might be useful one day. She nodded along with Harveste's guess though, but raised a hand intending to caution her. "Yes, but do make sure it's a Focus, battle trinket or 1h rod design-- otherwise you might get something different." She tried to remind her that a stick might get mistaken for a blunt weapon after all. It would be tragic for this poor girl to pour effort into something she'd never be able to use, Lucia herself felt a similar way about her bows these days. The horrid truth of Sylvanas's nature was indeed harrowing and sad though, however unfortunate it was something that couldn't be avoided. Lucia endeavored to make Sylvanas as complete as possible so that when the time did come that she would become complacent about her undeath she wouldn't feel the emptiness of being a thrall. The hope Harveste seemed to have about it though matched Lucia's own hope of creating a powerful undead partner. "That's how I feel too. Someday it will change, we'll find her soul and make it into a Banshee, then with all of the proper ingredients we can put them back together and make something truly magnificent." She explained with a warm and hopeful pride. Her goal of making a Wight Queen was far, but she was taking baby steps by making a powerful Thrall already. She merely needed the next step which was a proper soul crystal. Seeing her so flustered about the word 'friend' though, Lucia didn't mind. She was someone who lived the life of anonymity so the more people that felt her existence was special, the better. "No reason not to be friends right?" She asked with a gentle smile trying to pet the girl's head once more in an effort to be reassuring. Though the talk about eating life force and things being painful, Lucia couldn't help a mellow chuckle. When asked how, Lucia made a few subtle hand gestures before making a sharp swing with her hand. Turning towards a nearby tree, Harveste would be able to see a tree, grass, foliage and flowers dying in the direction slowly but surely shriveling up into dust as time passed. Little wisps of smoke that were difficult to see were moving from the remains of the foliage towards Lucia's feet. She couldn't help sighing a little at the sight. "If it was stronger, it would be a bit more noticeable." She explained with a musing hum wondering if it was a good enough demonstration.
Without really thinking it through, the girl childishly mimicked the taller woman, her hand reaching up about as high as it could stretch. "So how do I guarantee I get a focus and not something else? It'd be bad if I messed that up, and I don't know the stores well. It's easy to know when I'm getting a grimoire, but sticks are harder to guarantee, right?" Her smile was sincere, even as her curiosity wrapped her voice with uncertainty. She didn't like making mistakes that could cause trouble for her, even if she was the type to want to try a lot of things. Games were meant to be fun, not tedious. Then again, when was the last time she really did something tedious? "What happens when she becomes a Banshee? I don't really know the levels of the undead. Normally when I think of a Banshee, I just think of those howls in ghost stories. I have a feeling you mean a nicer kind, though." After all, it was a friend, right? Why would she be talking about some howling spirit that would hurt her ears? The kindness and warmth flowing throug the necromancer's hand made her smile, turning a light red hue as her smile grew wider. "I'm glad! I know some people don't like being called friends so quickly, but I've always been the kind who wants to say it the moment I feel it's the case. And you're so nice, why wouldn't I want to be friends, right?" Without a second thought now that her mind was cleared from the concern, she moved around her menu to make sure to send a friend request. They were friends! She could do that, right? Her eyes gazed at the withered tree and flora with a soft frown, though she quickly used her magical connection to nature to grow it back partially. "I was hoping I could help you with food, but I guess it'd be too dangerous to offer being a food source. If it were just bits at a time, I thought it'd be nice to help with it." Smiling gently, she added, "Though with my naturamancy, I can start regrowing what you eat. I wonder if that'd help instead?"
Lucia only chuckled at the girl's concern and worries, did it seem that hard? Lucia couldn't help shaking her head thinking that this girl might be forgetting the fact that this was a game deep down. "Silly girl, don't you have investigation mode? You just have to use that to look at the details, you can tell whether or not it'll be something useful or something bad. That's how you'd tell a Grimoire from a normal book also~" She teased hinting that Harveste's grimoire might actually just be a plain and common book if she hadn't looked it over thoroughly. Though when the talk about Banshees came up, Lucia cocked her head a little. It seemed that there was a lot of uncertainty when it came to the roles undead played and their potentials at least. It wasn't uncommon, but Lucia considered writing a primer for Necromancers or even just those who were curious to properly explain their possibilities for the future. "A Banshee is exactly what you're thinking, a ghostly spirit, the kind that howls and shouts a lot. Banshees can also do things like possessions and charms as well though." Lucia lectured the girl on the role of a Banshee among an undead army. They could be profound supports, deadly assassins or powerful sentries. "A Banshee is powerful undead made from a soul though, a soul that humans need to live-- Likewise, a thrall is a powerful undead made from a corpse that is the body the soul leaves behind. So when you put them together~" She spoke, gesturing with a hand, as if playfully urging the Fae girl to finish her sentence and understand where she was going with this. She didn't expect the girl's answer to be completely right, if it had been Lucia's long days of researching in dusty libraries and ghastly ziggurats would have been for nothing. "It wouldn't bring her back to life, but it would make her whole; Once whole, she wouldn't need me to pull her strings, there wouldn't be a need for me to repair her. Like most high tier undead she'll have a means of sustaining herself. That's the end product I'm hoping for; A Wight Queen." Lucia explained, a wight was an earth shatteringly high Tier undead, Unlike Vampires, unlike Liches they didn't specialize in mysticism or cunning, Wights were hardened and born warriors. The kind of undead who survived and lived on battle and conflict not for some savage or bloody purpose but purely to test their mettle against any and all things. Unlike Vampires that needed life force and Liches that needed magic, Wights survived purely with war and violence prompting them to die and rest during times of peace but rise again for large wars to join the blood bath. "Had Sylvanas been a mage or a rogue, it would have been better to find a means to make her a vampire... or a Lich, but I wanted a general, which is why she's perfect." Lucia said with a small smile glancing back to the corpse who was no doubt less enthusiastic about living life as a monster in the moment. Though the talk about being friends made Lucia chuckle, nodding as she signed off on the friend request with a gentle gesture, accepting it with a flourish. There wasn't any reason for Lucia to turn away someone who liked her after all. "Don't be so stressed-- I don't have to kill what I eat, and it's not like I can't eat normal meals either-- This has just always been the faster and more convinient option; if my target dies, I get to keep everything after all." Lucia explained the reason she was so fond of using this method to kill was purely because it was the most efficient choice. Had she been more sympathetic with the wild life she'd no doubt hold back, but Lucia found that to be troubling purely because she would have to hunt up to 4 times as often for the same results. In the end, even if her targets lived, the discomfort would no doubt cause more damage to the ecosystem then her wanton destruction at that point.
"I'm not used to these kinds of games yet. I didn't even know about that feature..." Her words were a light mumble as she kicked the ground idly. "Um...Could you show me how to do that? The 'investigation mode'? I'm only finally figuring out how to use the menu at all. I've never played games with these kinds of controls before, so..." Her timid laughter grew as her cheeks began to blend in with her pink dress, a color she was beginning to regret choosing for that reason alone. Normally, Harveste had always been more of a 'green' girl- her choice of naturamancy had been partial proof of that. But still, it felt right at the time. Why was it proving problematic now? "So it's the same kind I was thinking of? I don't know, I might have to wait until after the Banshee state...I'm not good with loud noise, and well..." She was starting to feel sweat under her collar, but jumped in surprise as she was given the opportunity to redeem her immature self. "If you put them together, you get a revived person, don't you? Since the soul and body become reconnected!" Of course, she was a bit off the mark...But Lucia treated it with care, explaining wholeheartedly her goal. "I see...It'd be nice, wouldn't it? Sylvanas might not be alive, but she'd be her own person in her own way. And then, you could really start being good friends." Listening to the explanation of why she killed, somewhere inside, Harveste kind of understood. Being normally quite lazy, she wouldn't want to have to feed very often either- though she did rather like eating. "If plant lives are enough...Anytime you need help getting food, tell me, kay? Since I can make more for you. I don't know if their life force will be good enough or not, but...It's not a bad idea to try once in a while, right?"
Lucia chuckled a little, investigation mode was pretty standard, it was something most people would learn just from looking up standard info in the player's handbook that was readily accessible, but there were no doubt a myriad of people who didn't look, read or try those things. "You just bring your hand up to your head, at your temple, and look at things-- It'll show you a more HUD-like display." Lucia explained with a soft laugh, normally the game was invested in immersion, but investigation mode was useful since it was difficult to discern items and their uses without it. Though hearing that Harveste seemed to have some reservations about meeting a real Banshee, Lucia cocked her head. It was a little strange, after all who could expect a Banshee to be screaming 24/7? IT would be the same as a warrior swinging their sword around every second of every day-- Taxing and tiring for sure. Shaking her head, she reached up to pat the girl's head softly with a warm grin. "Don't worry about it so much, A Banshee is just like a normal specter until it screams. Screaming is a strong special attack for it too, not something it could do all the time." She tried to lecture again, but as expected, Harveste didn't get it quite right, you might think they would revive because they were reconnected, but how would it erase the damage tot he body? How would it revive brain cells that were already dead? As unfortunate as it was, only true Illumancy could perfectly revive someone, and it wouldn't be possible without being done before the body has time to corrode. Lucia nodded back when it seemed like Harveste was finally following along though. Sylvanas would become Lucia's greatest work in the game, it was her hope that the creature could be considered a raid boss level existence. "That's right~ Whether or not I win the race and become a Vampire first... or Sylvanas has to cross that finish line alone will be hard to tell. I'd originally wanted to be there with her every step of the way as we both changed together... but changing myself is much harder then changing her." Lucia only let out a heavy sigh at the thought of becoming an undead herself. A player after all was different from an NPC, an NPC could leave behind a full and worthwhile corpse, players though would merely return to the ether. Though hearing the girl's offer, Lucia chuckled nodding back, reaching down to pet her head reassuringly once more. "Alright then, I'll leave it to you in the future~" She teased with a gentle smile as she stroked the girl's hair. "For now though Sylvanas, come on back." Lucia asked crouching down, lowering herself to about Harveste's height before the corpse staggered towards Lucia reaching for the bag at her back. Unlatching the bag, the corpse began to awkwardly slide it's body in, slowly curling up within. Though Lucia seemed a little unsteady first from the added weight, she quickly stablized when Sylvanas settled down in the bag. "Alright then, I think that's enough then mm? I think I'll find a place to set up for the night-- what about you?" She asked Harveste with a warm smile.
As if in a class, she followed each of the instructions carefully. Lucia was much like a living manual to her as she worked through the HUD, but was much more interesting and easier to understand than most, or at least she certainly seemed it. "You're really good at teaching." Her thoughts came out without her meaning for them, but as it was already done, she had to smile. "You make it much more understandable than a manual. It might be the mixture of auditory and visual prompts, but it feels just like kinetic learning rather than either. A really good method to understand these kinds of things." Enjoying her lessons, she began to take mental notes about banshees. She'd been writing them all wrong! "I was sure that was the only way they communicated. So it's more like a last resort...I feel bad, having been afraid of them for so long. You wouldn't think it, but I've always had a fancy for ghosts and the like. Though..." Trailing off, she decided it best not to go into the details of just why they fascinated her so. Instead, she listened more to Lucia's plans for herself and Sylvanas. The day they both became vampires sounded like one to celebrate, even if most people wouldn't want to become such a thing. Vampires alone were an interesting concept, both horrific and romantic all in one. Listening only made them seem more the latter, as if the charm was far stronger than any other emotion they took from her. "Set up for the night...?" Confused, she was now questioning just what Lucia's plans were. Was she planning to camp in the game? Or was this about getting read in the real world? "Um...I don't really know what I plan to do from here. Maybe I'll practice investigation mode a bit before I log out. It'd be nice to feel more accustomed to it..." She tapped her chin with her finger, as if not quite sure what to say next- but her words came out quickly, perhaps too much. "And then I'll try doing some research on Thralls, Banshees and the like. I want to understand them better, both as a way of learning more about you and Sylvanas, and as a way of just beginning to understand the concepts better than I thought I did. You've got my brain buzzing! This is really exciting, you know? Thanks for it!"
Lucia could only chuckle when told she was a good teacher, it was a little silly she thought, but at the same time it wasn't so crazy. Rather then a good teacher, Lucia only had a lot of useless knowledge, while it wasn't the same as being good at trivia, she knew the facets of the game well enough to hold a class on it. "This is all stuff found in the manual too, if you go online into the Zero Channel, there should be something more informative and in depth there." She tried to explain, the handbook was pretty important after all, it taught everyone how the game worked rather then running around randomly. Though the talk about Banshees made her chuckle and nod back. Banshees didn't scream senselessly after all, while some ghosts and monsters did enjoy wailing and screaming, that no doubt was for a much different reason; the variety that didn't cause damage. Lucia could knew that well enough. "A lot of undead like yelling, being undead is usually painful for the low Tier groups. The higher things go though the easier they tend to be." Though she couldn't help shaking her head in thought. The low level undead she summoned weren't much more then puppets, the originals were certainly suffering while she paraded them around. The question about setting up for the night made Lucia nod though, she was a professional after all. She immersed herself in the game as if it were her reality, sleeping in the game wasn't unusual, her schedule was built around gaming at this point in her life after all. "That's right-- I tend to camp at night, normally people do it for the rest, if you don't you only get I think 30% rest compared to 70%?" Lucia explained with a warm smile. "It's important for me specially though, purely because I have Sylvanas to worry about. If I disappear from this world and go to sleep, she won't." She explained, knowing that Sylvanas would still be wandering about as a corpse when she left. Sylvanas was a Thrall who couldn't go with her, when she left, Sylvanas would simply wander about without an objective. Lucia usually gave her some kind of job or task to do while she was gone, such as hunting or protecting a camp. Hearing the girl talk about doing research though, Lucia couldn't help chuckling again, it was cute to see the girl so eager to try and figure out more about the undead purely because she wanted to be friend with them. "I'm going to start writing a Primer on them, you'll be able to find it in the Zero Channel someday probably. I don't want the undead to continue going misunderstood. Soon the Risen will be here on the surface, and it would be a shame if they were attacked." Lucia couldn't help sighing heavily. If people attacked random undead only hoping to live their lives and make a home for themselves it would surely be tragic.
"The Zero Channel...I think I looked at it briefly, but I find your explanation much more helpful." Still with a grin, she watched the woman who began to set up for rest. Rest was something she'd only read a bit about, but the concept of camping was a bit beyond her understanding. "So...When you camp, does that mean you stay logged in the entire time? I mean, don't you have to leave eventually...?" She tried to imagine what it would be like if no one left this world- or even if one person never did. What would make them different than one of the worlds inhabitants- than an NPC? Would there be a way to distinguish them at that point? Part of VR was it was a type of reality...But just how real was it? "I'll have to keep looking at the Zero Channel from now on then, to see your primer on the subject. I might find a lot of interesting things I didn't think to look for, it sounds like. For a game that tells us not to tell anyone about it, we all seem to talk about it quite a bit with each other. It's kind of amazing, don't you think?"
Hearing Harveste's response as she began packing up her bag that kept Sylvanas within, Lucia turned her head up in thought. Perhaps it was strange, Lucia didn't like her reality though, so even sleeping in the real world was unsavory for her. "Lets see... you can, it certainly fills your rest up much faster to sleep in the game. If you log off for rest though, then it slows down a lot. Naturally I have to leave eventually, for my life obligations, food in reality as well, but why would I need to leave for sleep? Isn't sleep the easiest thing to stay logged in for? Why not take the advantage of more rest?" She asked with a small smile, she wasn't losing anything by staying logged in for sleep after all. It was easy, and for her also more comfortable with Sylvanas's occasional support and stories. Though when she mentioned the game that told others not to spread it around, Lucia only shook her head slowly. "That's only meant for outsiders. Insiders have our own place to associate and talk about the game. There's the Zero channel, or occasional meet and greets. There were a lot of ways to meet and talk about Terrasphere." She explained with a small smile, it was only natural that people would find a way to talk. The mysterious zero channel though was different, it was a forum made exactly by the game itself.
Somehow, the idea of sleeping in the game was a mixed idea to Harveste. For her, life was very...scattered. The concept of a schedule was rarely easy to keep, and if she tried to keep one with the game, she had a bad feeling it'd just ruin her more. "Maybe I'll try it out when I take a nap sometime, but...I'm not very sure I can handle sleeping here easily..." Well, at least that was part of it. Her focus remained on the concept of the zero channel, along with the ways people communicated in the game and around. "Meet and greets? Is that some kind of convention or something? I mostly bug the boards to check on quests and whatnot. I wonder what a meeting of Terra players would look like. It's kind of funny to think about, with it being such a secret." A distant noise blended into the game- reality still had a ways to go before she could totally ignore it. "That noise...My buzzer? But we were even just talking how it's night time. Why are my neighbors so weird?" Groaning, she found a tree to rest her head on. "If I sleep here, I can pretend I didn't hear it, but... Well, I was never good at waking up at a given time. Is there an alarm feature in this game for sleeping here?"
Lucia seemed a little puzzled by the girl's comment about sleeping, after all, a person who had any kind of responsibility usually had a reasonable sleep schedule. Lucia herself even after throwing away her real job had one to be able to keep up with life issues. With a hum, she stroked her chin but tried not to pursue it as she spoke. "Well, don't worry too much, there's no need to commit yourself to this world too much. These are only ways of optimizing. After all, you're not alert while sleeping anyway, why would it matter what condition you sleep in? I pick this world just because it's more advantageous and I don't have to worry about being surprised." She admitted. After all, Lucia had given up on reality long ago. She used Sylvanas's travel bag as a tent and slept high up in the trees where monsters couldn't reach her. She had Sylvanas to protect her as well as various buffs and debuffs to protect her from curious monsters. There was no reason for Lucia to rely on the real world's safety. When the meet and greets came back up though, Lucia shrugged briefly, to her it was just an urban legend talked about on the Zero channel that some guilds would meet in real life to try and do things in the game and coordinate and discuss things there. She had never been a part of one, as a loner she usually didn't appear with people in toe no matter inside or outside of the game. Not one by choice, unfortunately she just seemed to end up a loner by coincidence which made her sigh. "I'm not too sure what it's like. I've never been, but I'm sure it's true. Where there's smoke there's fire right?" She teased with a small smile and nod. Even if it were a lie, it would have come from somewhere. Though hearing Harveste's words, she gestured with a hand not wanting to keep the girl if she had some kind of arrangements or meeting planned. "I can't say if there is... I've never needed to use it." She admitted, but at the same time, she flashed a gentle grin. "If you can hear your buzzer in real life though you can probably hear your alarm clock right? Though, that said, my internal clock's always helped me wake up when I need to." She admitted knowing that she would wake up when she was hungry in the morning, like clockwork it would always be around the same time.
