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Fandom Advent Online

Ari looked down. "Thanks." She said, fiddling with one of her large tails. She had kind of picked the randomizer button and had it chose for her. It was a pretty cool character to be honest, but she had no idea where the ears came from.
 

-Aila-




  • Character: SnowFox

    Level: 29


    Guild: Sparrows


    Exp: 34/100 (%)


    HP: 100/100 (%)


    Stamina: 100/100 (%)


Aila looked up at the girl with the kitty-kat hairband. "Hey, I'm Haru! Nice to meet you!" Haru stuck out her hand waiting for it to be shook. Smiling, Aila accepted it and responded in kind saying, "Hello, hello! I am Snow. Nice to meet you as well." It was nice meeting new people. It was a refreshing change from constantly seeing who would be able to be tagged with a tracker next. Hm.




It was then lightning streaked across the sky, slithering around through the air like an angry serpent. Letting go of Haru's hand, Aila cocked her head to left in a gesture of growing confusion. "Heelloo?" She said aloud. "Lightning storm people. What are we still doing outside?"

*Pow*. She shot a bullet into the air, raising her gun-blade as high as the arm would allow, spinning the bladed pistol continuously in tight little circles.
 

-Aila Yurrkin-




  • Character: SnowFox

    Level: 98


    Guild: Sparrows


    Exp:13/100 (%)


    HP: 1/100 (%)


    Stamina: 4/100 (%)







"Good god...."


Aila fell to her knees as the last of her auras frittered away. We made it...we actually made it.. It was a complete wonder to the girl. They had actually made it.


Falling back onto her butt with arms on the ground as support, the young girl began to laugh.
"Ha..ha. Ha-ha. HAHA! We did it!" she screamed. All that hard work. All those late nights. It was all for something. Every single piece of it in this moment was worth it.


Tears streamed down her face as she looked towards the people seated around. She could remember when she didn't know any of them. A little 29th level scrub who knew nothing on the intricacies of the game. Now here she was fighting with these friends on the 100th floor, about to go down as one of the greatest players in the world of Advent.



Looking to the left, she noticed the gun-blade was no longer where it had laid. A soft,
"ah," was then murmured. The blade had taken severe damage over the course of the battle, and now with it no longer being forced into use, it could no longer sustain itself and gradually melted away. No matter; everything is all said and done...we had a good run...but now...that's it...I'll never forget ya buddy..





Once finally able to tear bleary eyes away from the spot, Aila heaved a long sigh while lifting her head up towards the ornate sky. "Advent Online. It's time you finally shut down."
 

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