Relaxation [Urban Nights Event: Nathaniel and Trinity]

Finally, after months of being on the road, being on various jobs in order to make the world a better place, one dead villain at a time. It was becoming tiresome, if he was being honest with himself but it was his duty. It was his goal in life. Then when things started to die down and he had seemingly done all he could in pursuit of that goal at this time, he decided he could catch a break which was a decision that was coherent to the current state of the world when he had heard of a party all throughout Fiore. It was exciting, if he could say so himself. The prospect of having fun was something he looked forward to and already he had a concrete idea of how to go on about it, making his face light up at the thought which resulted in a small smile and some blushing on his cheeks. He whipped out his iLac and immediately texted someone which only brightened up both his face and his smile, telling that person if they would be free to go to a party in Capital Crocus, and that if that person where to be there, he'd be waiting at a bar he stumbled upon one day. He then got up his bed and out to the door to go look for a cyberpunk outfit for tonight since he's pretty sure he doesn't have one, with him only having 4 pairs of clothes; the one he wore getting to Dies Irae, the one he usually wears now, his uniform, and an outfit he got on Valentines.

Finally night came, and Nat was up on a rooftop balcony of a bar in the Captial Crocus, waiting for the person he texted that morning, and that person was Trinity which he had become very fond of. He hadn't seen her in a long time and assumed it had been because of their very busy individual lives. He certainly knows his has been eventful which makes this reunion all the more exciting that it already was. Behind him and below him, he could already see people having a good time, generally being flat our drunk and wasted but not a lot of people were inside the bar, mostly because of the reason that it was a hidden gem. There wasn't any signage of its existence on the building's exterior, and the building itself didn't look all too festive for it to have a bar on the roof either because it was an apartment building with the last two floors being commercial. Music the DJ was playing can be heard all the way up on where he was and his head was bobbing to the beat while he leaned on the railings. He then moved a bottle he was holding on his right hand that had a chrome gauntlet with a stripe patterned cyan neon glow on it up to his lip to take a small sip. He didn't want to be a bit tipsy even before Trinity got there after all. He would continue to look over the peaceful and happy city as he waited, trying to snipe some interesting activities for them to do but was more than content to keep drinking and listening to the music, even to the woooos of the party goers, as if the world didn't have problems. And for a moment, he too wished that there really wasn't any, and have this chance to live like a normal man his age. How happy that would have been. So he decided to turn around and look at what little crowd there was in the place. His metallic boots would clink as he did for it bore the same neon pattern as his one glove did which weren't all the uncomfortable due to the khaki pants he had that were so long to cover his feet. He short sleeved white shirt would have a belt going across it diagonally that acted to securely fasten a left sleek chrome shoulder plate he had on, and a pair of cyan shade on his head. And there he saw how normal people partied, trying to get a sense of how this night was going to be.

WC: 709
Nat's Total: 709
@Trinity

Rolling rolling rolling....

The member 'Trinity' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Normal Dice' :

The minutes seem to go by slowly as he anxiously awaited Trinity's reply. He stared back at his iLac every 30 mins, and whenever he thought it vibrated in his pocket. Still nothing... Yet he was impressed with himself but how long he was able to stand there for hours. It was as if he was in his own dimension, he couldn't even hear the music down on the street despite how loud they were. He'd be snapped back to reality when the owner of the placed tapped him on his right shoulder and his head quickly snapped towards him and all the sounds and people returned to his perspective. The man offered him a consoling drink. Some really smooth and strong stuff that went straight down his throat perfectly. He sighed out of sadness still, as he was really hoping for a good time. Nat's friend did encourage him and tried to lift his spirits up. I guess you don't start a bar business without being good at convincing people to stay and have a good time. He even said that since you've stayed this long why not have more drinks and man the turntable like what he would do on other days that he's there. Yes, Nat has been living quite a life ever since he went down the mountains. He had missed a lot of things in his years of training and it appears life has been making up for it, both in the good and bad ways. With a reluctant sigh, Nat agreed and headed on up the booth.

Nat started out his set by turning all the music down slowly, letting it fade away and then shinning a bit of light on him, trying to get the people to look his way, get their attention. He started off by playing a classic tune. Trumpets, crotales, snares just some really upbeat that got the audience's heads bobbing. It started out in its normal tempo, something you could dance as what Nat was doing. The beat repeated for quite some time until Nat added a bass in along with a rather techno beat, appropriate for tonight's theme. So far, the audiences were loving it, and the build up had them restless in their seats even from Nat's point of view. The tempo was slowly getting faster, the bass and the techno getting louder, overshadowing the classic beat and then... it all stopped. Then the bass dropped. Loud. Instantly the room roared and cheered and some even stood up to dance. The party has been lit up once more which gave Nat a few happy thoughts as to what this night could be. Sure Trinity wasn't there but it didn't mean he still can't have fun.

However, the uproar he caused might've been too much as he saw someone seemingly getting hurt, added on by the fact that the person got the exploding drink. She was falling over to the railing of the balcony. This was dangerous, and with a lot of people not being able to notice because of their partying, Nat slid across the room, leaving a streak of faint gold light behind him, catching the girl before she hurt herself. He pulled her to safety and asked with great concern "Are you ok, miss?"

WC: 549
Group Total: 2,076/4,000
@Trinity

It didn't matter much to Nat that he saved someone, especially since that it was his job. That however did not take away anything from his good mood. He was starting to lighten up a bit when he started his set and saving a life was like icing on the cake even more so when the woman was so close and wrapped up around him, shaking just goes to show how appreciative she was. When she pulled away, he too noticed the green substance on her was on him as well after he had gotten confirmation of her current state to which Nat replied "Here, have a seat near the booth, and a drink. Don't worry, this won't explode on you." and then motioned to bartender to give her the same smooth drink he had earlier while escorting her to a seat. The people around them who had witnessed the whole thing was still in a fun mood. They knew who Nat was as they were patrons of the place and was just happy to see him in action doing his primary profession, something they really don't get to see. As for the clothes, it small price to pay really. He just smiled at her and laughed, telling her it was ok. Besides, he had his stuff at the back of the booth behind a curtain. "You're welcome. And you don't owe me anything, miss. Here, make yourself at home, I'll just change quickly and get you some clothes." he calmly said and then turned around to get the stuff.

But things were derailed when a man grabbed his shoulder and made Nat face the brute. He shouted at him, complained. The large man whose skin you can barely see because of tattoos was furious that he abruptly ended his set and that his heroics spilled his food and drink all over him. He didn't care what it was for, clearly being a selfish prick. Others tried to calm him down but they were all shrugged off by one huge arm swing asking everyone rudely if they didn't know who he was in a booming voice. Meanwhile, Nat just stood there with his head down, seemingly being pulled back to reality that the world is shit still and that Trinity isn't here. He slowly looked up and pointed at a sign that was found in all four corners of the venue and at the bar itself that said "Serious troublemakers will be dealt with... 'severly'." "Do you know why that sign's here?" he muttered to him as he made a subtle sign to the bartender to turn up the volume remotely, to which he did. The ruffian raised a brow as everyone around else whispered to one another that this man had some street rep which they feared. Now the big guy was getting confident and asking why. "Because I'm here." he whispered to him before grabbing his arm with his left hand, turned his back on him and elbowed him to throw him over his shoulder and threw him through the curtain. A stabbing sound could be hear by anyone nearby only as it was masked by the music. "Sorry about that, folks. Let's keep the party rocking. Music still on, right?!" he said and made the crowd cheer and party once more as the music grew louder. Even the lady with the troublemaker partied as if she was freed.

Nat on the other hand went behind the curtain himself that revealed a large room that had magical sound proofing. The music was faint too as the bar itself was also sound proofed. It was done so so that musicians could have a time to relax and take a break. He pulled the now dead man off of Ashbringer and threw him at a trash chute leading to a dark alley outside and then took off his ridiculous shoulder plate, allowing it to fall on the floor with a clank then took off his shirt, letting it drop to the floor before going through his stuff to find his spare with a sigh.

WC: 684
Nat's Total: 1,942
Group Total: 3,296
@Trinity

Nat finally found his spare. A white muscle shirt, the same one he had on when he arrived to Dies Irae for the first time. He noticed the blood on Ashbringer and couldn't care less. Troublemakers are the beginning of villains, they must be nipped in the bud. All this work-related thoughts is putting a damper on even further. With a sigh, he had the courageous mistake of checking his phone once more. Still no reply from her. Not even a "Sorry, I can't go." Trinity wasn't rude like that and so he was really wondering what happened to her. All this thinking was not what he wanted, he drowned it further in booze before grabbing a small girl's top that one of the performers left. They were... a bit on the revealing and fitting side that Nat would like, and wasn't sure if the woman would like it. But it was the only one there so he had no choice.

When he got out, he saw her immediately. It was one of those moments where you could feel when someone's watching you and you just instantly look at them as well. There she saw her smiling at him, and having fun on the drums. Nat gave her a smirk before heading towards the area he had offered to her earlier, because it was his initially, and just watched her and the other's drum performance as he took more sips of his drink.

He gave her a standing ovation when she had finished, clapping for a bit and then drank more of his liquor. The waiter had already brought in his food order, a pot nachos with ground beef, cheese, tomatoes, onions and chili on the side. He stood up again when she came over replying "Yeah that looked like fun!" Oh and by the way, here's the top. It was the only one available back there." after which he offered her a seat again before sitting himself. Apparently, the bartender told her his name. "Ah yeah, that's me. Nathaniel. Or Nat for short. Nice to meet you Eliza. Nachos?" he replied with all the politeness he could muster. Which was quite a lot since the atmosphere was fun-filled and the fact that he's tipsy from the strong liquor also helps. "Oh no, I'm ok. I'm sorry you had to see that. A bunch of stuff happened today. Nothing you should worry yourself with. Tonight's about celebrating the peace. Hey, you must be with someone tonight. Where are they by the way?" he replied. Thinking a girl like her won't be running around alone... although... he did meet Trinity that way. And there goes his mind again, prompting him to take another huge shot.

WC: 455
Nat's Total: 2,397
Group Total: 5,012
@Trinity

Nathaniel has been taking drink after drink that night. Whenever he would feel like his head was clear enough or his tipsiness has relatively died down, he would take another. Now, when Eliza was handed the top which she was thankfully content with, he did not expect that she would change right there and then.  There the crusader was minding his own business, drinking normally when suddenly a woman would take her top off right in front of him, albeit turning around. Naturally, Nat felt uncomfortable with this, and in with wide, surprised eyes, suddenly spit out his drink after he quickly turned his head to the left, towards the DJ booth. He turned back as he was wiping his mouth and found the woman was STILL taking her painted top off. Nat quickly tried to look away, but not without spotting a glimpse of the many bruises the woman had received. He couldn't tell how long she's had them, his concern would get the best of him however, as while he tried to look, he suddenly realized he had been looking for far too long that he got a glimpse of the enigma known as a side boob.

Immediately, Nat's face flushed red. So red it made a strawberry look pale because it doesn't really help that he's already a little red from drinking. He tried his best to look away, shaking his head which was admittedly a bad idea since it induces further dizziness and tipsiness and all he could do was give all other people in the area a stern looking of both seriousness and awkwardness as one by one, the people he had crossed eyes with also looked away. It was quite the ride for Nat who of course tried to show the innocent the utmost respect they deserve, especially since he's trying to clear up the courtesy of the male gender since, there are really a lot of perverts and jerks out there these days. So he just sat there as he held his head trying what little he can to reorient himself, just in time for him to offer the nachos.

However, they arrived at a more... serious side of topics for conversation, and it was all too depressing for a fun night. He continued to drink on, as if dodging the conversation as it was all too... depressing, especially with the things on his mind right now. However, as the ever the polite man that he is, he answered. "I'm uh... All by myself. I come to this place a lot to relax. Though I did want someone to come here to meet me tonight. But I guess they're busy." he solemnly replied, smiling with whatever strength he has to under his mental circumstances. After another sip of the drink - that he knows is too strong and probably had more than he usually has, but hey it's a party and he wants to get wasted for various reasons - he looked out to towards the balcony and stared at the beautiful moon that, judging by its position in the sky, says that the night is still young. He slowly turned his head to the beautiful company he has now that, all partly thanks to the top he handed was looking very fine that he immediately looked away blushing. He considered himself to be cheating at Trinity at this point, putting his palm over his face at how sinful he is becoming.

"Anyway's the girl that I was supposed to be with is my uhm -" he stopped in his words, recollecting what he and Trinity had done the last time they were together. They kissed sure, but what if that's all there is to it? He poured out his heart to her and go nothing back, which was usually the nice person's way of saying no. But she did kiss him... It was all too confusing for him but he has to give Eliza an answer now, and out of respect for Trinity's stand and to avoid any pre-mature proclamations that could jeopardize any future opportunities he may have Nat gulped a huge gulp, the motion evident in his throat as if swallowing up his pride and admitting defeat, he continued with a broken voice "-Best... friend."

The man let out a sigh of defeat... He just wanted to be happy on the party that was supposed to celebrate the peace, that prompted him to drink another shot, that gave him a hiccup after. He then cleared his throat and tried to look directly into Eliza's beautiful amber eyes - or maybe it was just the booze, he doesn't know at this point - and asked "Maybe we should talk about something less depressing. Uhm... You go first?"

WC: 796
Nat's WC: 3,193
Group Total: 6,261
@Trinity

Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was all his will, but after Nat had conceded what he though he and Trinity was, he felt a bit better. As if he had come to accept a bitter truth once he had been able to say it out of his own mouth out loud. Now with the definite help from the alcohol, he had decided to just be taken by the night and enjoy himself. Especially since there is an objectively very gorgeous woman that had a gentleness about her. Though certainly not in the same vein as Trinity, no this was more mature, more... appealing. The concept of fate made all the more welcoming for it seems this unseen force has brought these two unfortunates together and now they're having a great time. The smiles they would shoot each other was comforting, and attractive. Nat didn't even realize that as the night went on and they talked, he had been scooching ever closer to her bit by bit, inch by inch, with every laugh and smile and talk the two would have.

Nat chuckled and gave Eliza an earnest stare and smile. Possibly the longest he's stared at her since the beginning of the night. He didn't even notice his jaw drop a bit as he did. The smile he's been giving out were no longer forced either. They were as genuine as they could get. He had been trying to forget about all the depressing thoughts he's had so far. Or thought for that matter, but it was important to him but now, not a faintest hint of it lingered in his current state of mind. Just the fun he's having with Eliza. After a good amount of staring, Nat took another shot from the alcohol that's beginning to feel and taste as if it's just water and replied. "Me too, Eliza. I can't express how thankful I am."

Nat leaned back when they had reached what could pass as a normal formal conversation, that of his occupation. Eliza even asked in a way that looks as though she's interested in Nat which to him was ok. Somehow, he knew everything that's been going on so far are advances and his heart was beating louder and louder. He can feel it in his chest, as well as the heat rising from his body thanks to liquor. "Heh. They say make a living out of what you love. I love killing bad people. So I became a mage for Dies Irae, mentored by Sivvy herself." Nat replied rather confidently. He put his leg up as well, trying to look impressive since he indeed wanted to impress Eliza, he wanted her interested enough that there will be a next time to this fateful meeting.

Then in the distance, a bell rang that broke Nat of from a trance-like state of having fun. He knew what it meant, and was all the more happy about it. It was last call, the bar was about to close, and some people have already been standing up and calling it a night. Happily, he looked at Eliza and smiled, clearly having the desire to spend more time with her. "Hey, bar's about to close. Why don't we pick this up somewhere else?" he suggested happily, leaning in a bit as if in whisper, trying to make sound special and important. Something that's only their's so to speak. "I have a place nearby. You can tell me what you do for a living while we go over there. What do you say?" he continued. He indeed wanted to just walk and talk with her. It would be nice to have someone to open up to, since he doesn't get to do that much with his own guild, or with Trinity for that matter.

WC: 638
Nat: 1,434
Total: 2,427
@Trinity

Nat sighed in relief and joy as for once, he was sure that the other person some semblance of interest towards him. Otherwise, why would she want to go with him, right? While not thinking of anything romantic, or even anything close to that aspect of reality, he would very much enjoy company for once and he could tell that it was going to be a happy night. Though he was hiding his own nervousness within the confines of his own mind for he had never had guests over before. He knew of basic courtesies to show to guests but Nathaniel being Nathaniel, he wanted to prepare something special, or at the very least, specific in order to make the moment memorable. After all, he did have a bit of interest that might not rival or come anywhere near to how he felt about Trinity, could still fall in the same category and to make matters worse, his mental disposition is that of the feeling of being confident and unstoppable. Clearly his being drunk has yet to die down.

"Alright, great! I'll just go get my stuff and we can head out." he said happily as he slowly made his way over to the back of the stage once more and quickly grabbed all of his stuff. It was the fastest he has moved in his perspective. Being able to grab and carry his bag and sword all with one sweeping motion was something he never thought he could do. Lifting her up her seat by her hand. Nat never knew such comfort with walking before he met Eliza.

The night had grown quieter as compared to its beginning when the town was roaring with cheers. Now there's just the sweet gentle breeze of the wind and the lit path towards home. Nat had walked the same path several times and yet this moment felt different. And he wasn't talking about him being tipsy on his way home either. No, he's done that a couple of times and he was actually faring better with his stance and walking compared to when he was walking home drunk alone.

Nat had quickly concluded that this newfound "capability" was just because Eliza was with him though he also thought that it was he was simply feeling happy and great, which was mostly part because of Eliza being with him. In any case, he was enjoying it, and the conversation they were having as they walked. She was apparently a teacher and he was moved by the passion he saw in her as she relayed the story of her profession. That despite it being hectic, she was still happy about it. "I admire teachers. With the work they put in, they might as well be mages. The want to be one is all it takes to become a mage. he replied to her with a smile after. Nearing Nat's place, he had been grasping some of the light posts for some balance and steadiness. He was even smiling at Eliza whenever he would, trying to look fine and not weak and drunk out of his ass .He'd rather not lean in on Eliza because he doesn't know if she'll like it or not. He may be dumb in matters of the heart but he is sure that he's not in that level with Eliza yet for him to lean on her.

Hoping to keep the good conversation going, Nat further asked "What inspired you to be a teacher?" They were already near the front door of his place so he was patting himself, looking for the keys. By the time they reached the door, he had already found them, but Nat hear something. And perhaps that it was because he was drunk that he wanted to check it out more than he normally would, despite having the initial idea that it was probably the same thing: vandalizing vagrants that he's been warning off for weeks now. He turned to Eliza and said "Oh! Almost forgot, I keep them hidden on the side of the house, wait here, I'll go get them."

At the side of the house, the vagrants were indeed vandalizing again, despite initial warnings and local laws prohibiting such acts, especially since they were painting on some very vulgar and racists symbols. Nat crept close, sneakily making his way behind one of them while they continued with their vandalism snickering. He drew his blade slowly and when it was fully drawn, he immediately pushed it through one of the three people's chest, he even covered his mouth so as to be consistent with keeping it quiet. The other two were immediately shocked and turned around to look at Nat with eyes that were filled of fear for one's own well-being. Nat shushed them both and spoke to them softly. "You've been warned numerous times. And I already told you this is what'll happen if you don't change your ways hic."

Naturally, the ran for their lives, but Nat quickly took his weapon out from one of the bodies and threw it at one of them.  One of them tripped over some trash and fell to the ground, giving him a front row seat in witnessing his friend get his head get chopped off. The last one just lied there in fear. Nat slowly approached him and looked down on the naughty man. But alas, after months practicing restraint, he simply lifted him up by the neck and told him to report the killing, said it was he who did it and turn yourself in as he is getting the life sentence from Nat right now. He also warned that if he didn't do what he says, he'll know and then he'll find him, and kill him.

The man ran away quickly and quietly, while Nat quickly returned to the front door and smiled at Eliza saying that he has found them. After he had opened the door, Nat's nervousness only increased. What will he do now? He had to think about it carefully and just offered her a seat at the living room in front of the television. "I'll go get us something to eat." he said, though not as confident sounding as he's been earlier. In fact, he rushed to kitchen right away after saying it. It seems his drunkenness is starting to die down and he just placed his hands against the counter and breathed deeply, constantly repeating 'Keep Calm' to himself while reaching out for a pack of popcorn to put in the microwave. The beeping would be heard on the first floor as he was typing in the microwave's duration. Afterwards, he just stood there, slowly becoming unsure again of what to do next. It was probably because of the high from 'dispensing justice' that's he's going down that left him speechless and only able to say "Well, at least there's no awkward silence." as he stared at the loud whirring microwave to finish making the popcorn.

WC: 1,169
Nat: 2,603
Total: 4,189
@Trinity

While waiting for the popcorn to be done, Nat was wondering if he has completely taken away signs of the previous inhabitants of the house. He had only now realized that he had killed three people tonight. Apparently his natural mannerism of just putting even the smallest act of bad to the sword comes back when he’s drunk. Though the concept of restraint is getting stronger in him by each passing day. Otherwise he wouldn’t have let the third one go. He put his fingers on his head as if massaging it for he can’t help but feel as if he fucked up tonight. It also doesn’t help that if Eliza finds any picture or memorabilia of the previous person to live here that he also killed and took the man’s house.Granted the man was a full-on villain, another of the people he’s been instructed to apprehend dead or alive, but still, he’d rather not have that conversation.

The popcorn dinged not long after, and Nat brought the popcorn to the room where Eliza was waiting. The nervous man sat beside her and placed the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table in front of them. Nat then took a look at Eliza. Her eyes portrayed questions, like what do we do now? But despite the uncertainty, Nat felt the surety of tension in the air, as if it was the quiet before the storm. For despite the wonderings, he could feel a connection - an interest between the two. Though he had to admit, this was unsettlingly awkward. They’re just staring at each other, and he thought he might be losing her interest and whatever momentum the intentional staring at each other might carry. All he could think of now was the picture of Eliza’s glance from earlier, even from back at the bar. It now shared real estate with Trinity up there but he was more concerned about how Nat will explain this to her and nothing else.

In an attempt to get anything done, Nat reached out for the remote of the television and asked Eliza “So! Uh… uhm, what do wanna -” he was stopped mid sentence because when he turned around back to the beautiful woman after getting the remote, she had already planted a kiss on her lips. The kind of kiss to last merely seconds but felt longer. Nat’s eyes widened in surprise, only to slowly come back to a close. The soft tender lips touching each other though moved slowly at first came to become more passionate and intense with every millisecond that passed. This was a kiss from a girl who clearly liked Nathaniel. Who clearly wanted to be with him, which was in contrast to how his first kiss with Trinity went. It was sudden and unsure. This was - although also sudden - carried more passion and certainty. He liked Eliza so why was there a need to fight this? So as the intensity increased, Nat slowly reached out for her the back of her head with his left hand and her left cheek with his right hand, concentrating and being in the moment of their first kiss.

Nat pulled away the same time she did. And explained that she wanted to do that. She wanted it. There it was, the words. Clear as day. He wanted it too. “I… wanted it too.” he replied under his heavy breathing. And now as if beset by desire, Nat leaned forward and this time, taking the initiative to plant the kiss on her. That was all he wanted to do for now because he doesn’t really know what comes next. All he knows is he wants to keep kissing her, it was even more intense than the first one. He was completely taken in, operating under just base desires of any human that is possibly unlocked under the circumstance, he even slipped his tongue in. Yes, Nat was having a time and if any regrets were to exist, they would come after everything else has ran its course.

WC: 674
Nat: 3,277
Total: 4,296
@Trinity