Yuvon, If You Can Beat Me In Limbo, You Have My Blessings To Bed Yuv- Wait, What The-? [Beach Event | Remnant, Charlotte Chesterfield]

Ah, the heat was unbearable back at home! Have you ever experienced the humidity in your room increasing with the rays of light shining through your window, slowly but surely baking your skin up and causing all the impurities gathered in your pores to dripple off your skin? Did you ever know that your sweat is a mechanism that purifies the inside of your body and regulates your body temperature?

Yuvon knew, but had he experienced it? A few times, but the very first statement mentioned here was a dud! Silver Wolf’s HQ was near the top of the Phoenix Mountains, where the cold winds reigned supreme. It was nice to not worry about sweating too much, but let’s forget about that! Actually, no, let’s never forget anything; forgetting was losing valuable memories-

Then again… not all memories were ever helpful. Damn, memories sure were a weird bunch; why were we instilled to remember so many things and yet carry the ability to regret some of that which we automatically harbor at times?

S-Stop, Yuvon, and try and relax for a change! That was the whole premise behind the Beach Parties spotting all around Fiore’s coastal beaches – it was in the spirit of summer, so they had to reap the fruits of it while it lasted.

The heat was only one signature element of the beach drawing a contour over the western part of Cedar Town – the festivities were just as prominent! From a huge feast under a fancy, tent-roof parasol to a huge collection of sand castles built by locals and tourists in a wide contest, to a heated volleyball tournament between competitive spirits, this party had it all going! Oh, oh, and perhaps Yuvon’s favorite; the limbo pole being lowered as a small line including a couple tourists and himself along with his fellow guildmate and lovely maid of wolves, Charlotte the Fair and Enduring, the Bearer of Arachne’s Spirit, the Bane of Flies and the “Shy As A Princess In Her Boudour”. He hoped that she could feel relaxed enough to enjoy the festivity too, as her heart clearly needed healing… but having a rough idea of her emotions, it was a big step for her.

He still remembered his words of encouragement back at the bikini sale, not minding the suspicious looks from the other females attending the shop as he stood right outside of Charlotte’s changing cell, advising her like some kind of sage: “Surely, you’re aware of the customs of people’s dressing in accordance to the location or atmosphere they find themselves in, my fair maiden… perhaps, if you think about it, a drastic introduction to the customs of Fiore and how to blend in with its people could prove to form a light shield around you, an assurance of your social resurrection and a source of strength and, most of all, content.”

And now, they were here… truth be told, he found her choice of bikini quite the sight, and only the memory of a jealous Kita ‘messing him up’ all night could snap him into the pool of knowledge informing him that Charlotte probably didn’t find his quick but fading gaze at all comfortable… wait, he was wearing a mask, he didn’t even have to-

Urgghhhh, whatever that was, he was certain it came from her. Something had affected him, he was just so convinced of it… no, it wasn’t just an excuse of the short moments of weirdly looking at her or feeling the shiver down his belly, it was something else, something arcane… but alas, now was not the time to dwindle in it.

He had a pole to walk under, and his back wasn’t giving in just yet. “I hope you’re good at balancing yourself, Charly, for the pole is only going lower…!” he warned her, worried that the pole was, perhaps, able to touch her even if she gave it her all…

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It felt like she’d jumped a hundred steps rather than just one and as Charlotte waited for her turn at the limbo, her cheeks were a bright shade of red. She missed her maid uniform and was silently pining for it, wanting the security that it provided her. As it was, she was wearing little more than a swimsuit, revealing her rather full figure and causing her to feel an endless tornado of embarrassment. She didn’t know how people could actually walk around in such things with such confidence and a part of her wanted to vanish into the shadows and disappear. Yet, Yuvon had encouraged her to at least try and take part in the festivities and she didn’t want to let him down. She’d try, even if it didn’t feel comfortable right now. To add to her worries were the looks that she got from people. They seemed to be on her wherever she went and it wasn’t a nice feeling. People almost seemed drawn to her and for the shy maid, it only caused her more anxiety. She didn’t know why she attracted them in such a way. Was it just the way she looked or was there something more? Maybe it was to do with her magic but whatever it was, it was also getting her a few angry looks from the partners of those who were staring at her.

As Yuvon spoke up, Charlotte would snap out of her worried thoughts and nod her head, turning her gaze towards the pole. It was quite low but the maid was pretty sure that she could manage it. Her years working for her horrible master had at least given her a great sense of balance, having to carry so much crockery and clothing. Add to that her spider slayer reflexes and she was actually quite confident about doing this. Approaching the pole, she would arch her back and slide underneath without even touching it. The people watching clapped and hollered for her although she wasn’t sure if they were clapping her because of her limboing skills or for other reasons but either way, she tried to think on the bright side and hoped they were being kind. Returning to her place in line, behind her guild mate, she’d utter to him softly. “Why are they looking at me like that? It’s making my skin crawl and I don’t feel comfortable with them doing it. It’s like they just can’t help but look and it’s making me nervous.”

As she spoke she’d briefly turn around, where a mirror had been put up. The teenager staring back didn’t look anything like the old Charlotte and as she briefly twirled to get a full look at herself, she pondered if that was how things were supposed to be. No matter what happened, she was always going to have to carry the pain of her past and the damage that had been caused upon her. She briefly pondered about what her old master was doing now and shuddered, his face briefly appearing in her mind.

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The beach...was probably the last people most would think a person like Hans would spend his day at, but here he is. Hans' mentor, Barrett used to drag him to the beach when he was younger. Barrett claimed that it was for bonding experience or training purposes, but the dark-haired slayer knew full well why he did it.

Women.

One of Barrett's weaknesses. He probably thought that bringing young Hans along with him would help him score more by making him come off as some sort of responsible guardian. As much as Hans didn't care for his mentor's...reasons, the young mage still ended up enjoying himself at the beach. He wasn't too outrageous like most other beachgoers, but he did enjoy having time to himself just sitting in the sand, digging around in it as he watched everything that happened. One of his favorite pastimes was of course watching Barrett fail in his feeble attempts at..."chasing tail" as he used to call it.

It was these fond memories that brought the mercenary here today. Though unlike when he was younger, the male wanted to get a little active and decided to participate in one of the little activities going on at the moment. He ended up joining the line for the limbo contest because why not. He felt that he was flexible enough to handle it.


His idea in swimwear wasn't exactly like most of the other people here. He wore nothing but a robe-like cloth around his waist, its colors similar to his usual attire. He also had his sword tucked in its sheathe on the side of his waist. This was the last place he needed to bring his sword, but what else was he supposed to do with it!? He did not want to risk leaving it behind at the current inn he was staying at.

The merc had no problem exposing his body like this, scars and all. It got him some...unwanted attention which he was trying to ignore, but even with looking away from them, the poor slayer could still feel the eyes on him, but of course, he was not the only one suffering from this. In front of him in line was a woman in a swimsuit that was gathering way more attention than he was. He did not envy the poor woman at all.

Eventually, it was the merc's turn and as he approached the pole, he bent his upper body backwards and went right under it with little effort, even with his sword...which might prove to be an issue later on. He didn't really get as much praise as the woman before him did which was not surprising, but he wasn't exactly here for any of that.

Hans found himself back in line, and could not help but overhear the woman talking to the guy in front of her. The poor girl didn't even know why she was being gawked at. Fortunately, he did not have to be the one to explain any of this to her. Even with how blunt he can be, Hans still finds himself...stumbling a bit about this sort of stuff. He is a mercenary....not a player.


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Aww… m-maybe taking her here was a bad idea. It wasn’t because Yuvon didn’t want to make her get used to walking around huge crowds, a trait that could prove useful in the long run as a guild mage, but when he noticed the hollering and the glares thrown at his guildmate, he realized some of them and the… less than wholesome feelings behind their gazes and whistling.

Charly was, somewhat, cursed. Being such a timid and seclusive girl, she drew the attention of quite many people – male and female alike – who passed by the warm sand. And the way she ushered her anxiety over them… it’d be too cheap to just say that she was a pretty woman, of which anyone would feel the need to catch a glimpse of. It wasn’t untrue, but it just… it felt like there was moreeee. And Yuvon wanted to knooooooooow… so badly.

Noticing her gazing upon her figure on the mirror further away, Yuvon simply patted her head in pride. He was trying to figure out exactly what to say to make Charlotte feel any better about this ordeal, but it proved more difficult than expected. “Well… people are naturally attracted to one another, in the end. I would say that beauty is subjective, but in your case, you may just tick off the top of a lot of boys’ pref lists- or something along those lines, if I’m being honest… uhm… w-well, in the end, they might just fancy you; like noticing an exquisitely pretty bird among the parrots, one who exerts the most beautiful plumage in all the colors of the rainbow. One can’t help but be captivated by such beauty, can they?”

Hopefully, his words made any sense. He would stretch his shoulder a bit and take a closer look at his own form, light-blue t-shirt ready to be wetted and in dark-green trunks that just made his golden mask stand out so much. “I do wish that Kita could’ve accompanied us too, though… I bet you’d look up to her quite a lot! She’s a very strong-willed woman, that one…” He refrained from telling her about Kita’s weirder antics, afraid that it would scare her away… ‘cause Kita had some habits, y’know.

That was when a young male did muster up the courage to skip the line upon a signal from his friends at the volleyball net, for the sole purpose of meeting up with the Arachnae Slayer before going to them, taking a moment to sort his hair, wipe his teeth with a finger and active his sparkling mode. “Hey there, pretty~. The line is only getting longer and longer now, so I was wondering if you wanted to play a round of volleyball with me and the boys? It’s three of us, so your friend can join too…” Truthfully, the brown-haired lad only wanted to invite Charlotte, but he was trying to make the goal more likely to happen by installing a sense of fairness.

“Volleyball, hm? Have you ever tried that ball game, Charly?” he asked her, more than ready to describe the sport, “It’s a sport where you play against an opposing team on the other side of a wide, vertical net; the objective is to purely slap, jab and hit a ball over the net without dropping the ball on the ground. You gain points by having the opposing team drop the ball more times than you, and there’s plenty of room on your field for flexibility and teamwork. A stable sport to play under the summer sun~!”

“U-Uh… y-yeah, uh, that’s basically it,” the brown-haired dude confirmed Yuvon’s exposition before turning his look at the black-haired, taller man with a sword tucked away on his beach attire. “… I-I guess you can join, too. That makes three of you against three of us! So again, what do you say, cutie~?”

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Rolling for volleyball.

The member 'Charlotte Chesterfield' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Normal Dice' :

Yuvon’s explanation caused her cheeks to redden even more. She didn’t honestly feel like being gawked at was a compliment and the maid honestly felt like she was just a piece of meat. It was just rude and as embarrassing as she felt, there were just a few traces of something else lurking within. Humiliation was something that had been forced upon her all so regularly back home and she was starting to feel like that now. The memories were beginning to resurface and there were moments where she genuinely started to feel fear. What if these people around her got to the point where just eyeing her wasn’t enough? What if they wanted to do more? The thought made her tremble and from within, she could feel her slayer powers stirring, as though the spider queen whose power she used was reacting to her fears. It was how she’d felt when her powers had first emerged although Charlotte sincerely hoped they didn’t suddenly come forth now. Who knew what reaction she’d get if she suddenly turned into her spider form? Still, Yuvon had tried to comfort her and she simply nodded her head in response.

She noticeably jumped when all of a sudden they were approached by a brown haired boy, who asked them although she could tell that it was mainly her she was asking. He was awfully self confident and the nervous maid wasn’t comfortable with his attitude at all. It was the same smug look that her master would often give her and one that caused her to shudder. The look in his eyes bugged her and she was actually going to decline his offer, not wanting to get involved with either him or his friend but once Yuvon went to explain the sport to her, she didn’t feel quite so bad. The game sounded fun, even if she’d never played it before and there was just the smallest part of her that wanted to smash the volleyball into the arrogant boy's face. That thought did cause a brief moment of pleasure to cross her features, Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as she’d first thought.

“Erm, OK.” She eventually answered, exchanging a glance with both Yuvon and the brown haired male beside them. “I’ll play if the others want to. I’ve never played before so you’re going to have to go easy on me.” She wasn’t joking and the silver haired girl was concerned that she was just going to end up being embarrassed again and simply used as something for those around her to stare at. Charlotte didn’t need any more gawkers today and her confidence was already shaky. She briefly played with her swimsuit bottoms, wishing she had her maid dress on instead, at least with that, she could hide her shaking hands inside it. She did have the courage to turn to the brown haired man that would be their partner for the game and introduce herself and her guildmate. “Hi..Hi there. My name’s Charlotte and this is Yuvon, it’s nice to meet you.” She found herself curtseying, which looked rather odd with her wearing just a bikini.

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It was, say, surprising to hear Charlotte accept the boy’s offer for a round of volleyball, but maybe she was secretly a sports person? Either way, as long as she enjoyed herself, then Yuvon would happily join the team as well – however, as excited as he was to smash a ball around, there was a tint of danger lurking behind the boy’s face that Yuvon first noticed about now…

The boy was really trying to appear cool in front of her, a way of flirting or to almost ‘court’ her along. He didn’t know Charlotte and what her experience was, so Yuvon began feeling worry that the volleyball game had some ulterior motive behind it. He had to be careful, or Charlotte could end up being messed with. Even the way the boy quickly caught a glimpse of her adjusting her swimsuit bottoms was dangerous, and if he intended to go even further than just looking, then… no, no, no, this wouldn’t do.

But they had already accepted the offer, and the volleyball net wasn’t far away. All Yuvon could do for now was to cheer his guildmate up, let her know that it would all be alright: “They don’t look very experienced in the field, b-but either way, let’s just try our best!” That was when Yuvon heard a snicker coming from the boy as he had been further ahead of them, approaching his teammates on the other side of the net where they would be. The boys would gather in a small circle, and a couple of them stood forward including the brownette from earlier. “Alright, it’ll be us versus you guys! Let’s all just have fun – no hard feelings, okay?!” he stated with a wide, goofy grin while holding the ball in his hand; yellow, white and blue stripes circling around it per volleyball standards, a light ball for jabbing.

The boy stood in position to serve it across the net and asked if they were ready. Yuvon threw a quick glance over to Charlotte and warned: “Just make sure that the ball doesn’t hit our ground here, it got to hit their ground!” With that said, he held up a thumbs-up to the boys which was responded with a quick serve, a slam to the ball that flew over the net and slammed just into Yuvon’s readied arm that let the ball up in the air, ready for a smackdown!

“A-Ariiiiigh, that was a tough serve! It’s yours, Charly, slam it down to their field!”

His words were met with sudden rises in the boys’ faces, as if they were anticipating some unknown force to emit from Charlotte’s smackdown. The ball was still fairly high up in the air, so she would have to jump… and for some reason, the other boys spectating were holding up their iLacs and filming the scene with blushes burning out of their cheeks.

“… W-Wait, are they-?”

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The maid tried to focus on the game rather than the people watching and as Yuvon lifted the ball up in order for her to strike, she leapt up to meet it. That was when things suddenly took a rather twisted turn and time froze for her as she felt far more eyes upon her, not just human but mechanical as well. It felt as though there were thousands of them looking at her and it caused her anxiety to roar back to the surface. Her palms started to sweat like crazy and her crimson coloured orbs widened with fear. Having so many gazes upon her was dragging all of her unpleasant memories to the forefront of her mind, where she had been little more than a plaything for her former master. Her stomach started to churn with nervousness and she realised then that this was what the brown haired boy had been aiming for all along. He didn’t want to just play a friendly game, all he wanted was for his friends to take inappropriate videos of her. How could she have been so gullible? How useless could she be to have fallen for such an obvious ploy? Her spirits were sinking by the moment.

It was only then that she felt her powers start to respond to her worries and for the slightest of moments, she could have sworn that she felt the arms of the spider queen around her. It wasn’t a painful embrace but one of sympathy and warmth. It was similar to the sensation that she’d felt when she’d finally overcome her master and put the fear into him. Her eyes widened further though as she experienced something new. A voice to go along with the sensation. “Charlotte.” The voice cooed, feminine and silky. “Why do you let them do this to you? There’s no need for you to have to put up with any of this. If you want respect from these fools then you must make them respect you. Have you learned nothing yet about my...our powers? We are meant to cause fear, not suffer from it. Do not just stand there quivering, do something about it. I promise you that you’ll be happier for it and this is not how these people should behave in your presence.”

Charlotte was well and truly stunned for a moment then, shocked beyond belief by what she’d just heard. The lacrima within her was alive? The spider queen still existed? It was almost too much for the silver haired teenager but it did at least give her a boost in confidence that she so sorely needed. As her hand came down to strike the volleyball, it would suddenly become channeled with her magical power, resulting in the ball slamming down with such force that the guy opposite her didn’t even try to get to it. Instead he jumped back in fright. The boys recording her stopped laughing at that point too, realising they’d gone too far but before they could run away with their precious iLac’s, Charlotte would fire a web towards the closest one and smash it against a palm tree nearby. She then turned towards the group and said, genuinely angry for once. “You will delete that footage. Now.” Her voice was far stronger here without a trace of her usual hesitance, as if the spider queen herself was talking through her.

The boys didn’t argue with her and quickly deleted the videos, before taking off alongside the guys who they’d been playing volleyball with, their scheme having been ruined.

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Yuvon was a bit too late to interfere. It felt as if Charlotte was freezing up even while in the air, and the change in her aura was strongly apparent. She was panicking! Glaring back at the opposition, Yuvon spotted them recording her on their iLacs, and that was when the pieces fell together… that… that… T-THAT PUTAIN DE MERDE!!! OSTIE!!! TABARNAK!!! CALISSE!!! CON!!! CONNARD!!! HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOSSING THEM ACROSS THE ENTIRE BEACH WITH HIS TENDRILS AND HIS WRATHFUL MAGIC BY NOW, SHOULDN’T HE?!?!?

Did they… no, of course not, Yuvon! They were oh so woefully unaware of the woman they were filming; she wasn’t having any of their lecherous pranks! Charlotte, she… she wasn’t like that! She didn’t like being glared at, first of all, so how could this be acceptable?! Had they no idea what unfortunate threat they drew upon themselves?!

“H-Hey, couchons!!! Just what do you think you’re on about?!? You’re making my fair comrade Sauer SICK AND EMBARRASSED!!!” he roared at them with a bellowing drum in his voice ringing through the openings of his mask. His attention drew to Charlotte, hoping to have gotten to her senses with his voice by now, but something else had already snapped her back.

His eyes had been squinting a bit with his roaring, so he was surprised to see the crater on the other team’s floor. The volleyball had been slammed at them with power… coming from Charlotte herself. She retaliated quite quickly, much to Yuvon’s awe – and as if it wasn’t enough, she made short work of their iLacs and simply scared them all away with a single command.

“… W-What might… and s-such a composure,” Yuvon muttered, his fingers twiddling and his mask rocking a little, “… I-I deeply apologize, Sauer! Please, find it in your fair heart to forgive a poor soul like me…!” Next up was him sliding over to Charlotte, and as the sand settled, he was kneeling down right in front of her feet with his mask and face planted on the sandy surface. It was such a submissive prostration, but Yuvon felt utterly terrible and couldn’t look her in the eye at the moment.

“I… I didn’t sense their true intent and… p-pushed upon you miscalculated recommendations. I should’ve been sharper and pulled you away from that brat earlier…” he sobbed, not knowing just how distraught Charlotte could’ve been from that episode. He dearly hoped that it wouldn’t ruin their beach time together, while steam and smoke began approaching them from the feast under the large pavilion nearby.

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TWC: 3857

The maid was shaking after her sudden outburst and she didn’t speak for a little while, coming to terms with what had just happened. The group has listened to her and actually followed her command to the letter. It felt so odd to have actually been treated like that and Charlotte had to admit that it felt good to have stood up for herself but now that her anger was fading away, the nerves were coming back in. She’d smashed those iLac’s without a second thought and the silver haired teenager actually started to feel a little guilty about it. What if they would come after her again wanting money off of her? What if they figured out she was in Silver Wolf and complained to them? Those questions caused her to shiver and she was a little overwhelmed by the whole spectacle. She couldn’t be blamed for reacting as she did, could she? They’d tried to humiliate her in front of strangers for no other reason than to fulfill their sick fantasies by recording her. No, she’d been right to react in such a way.

To her surprise, Yuvon had taken the blame for the whole thing and was pretty much begging for her forgiveness. Honestly, she didn’t blame him at all for what had happened. He had only been trying to help her by bringing her to the beach and Charlotte understood that. Perhaps it had been a little too soon though? Either way, she didn’t feel all that happy about him taking the fall for things. “It’s...It’s OK. I don’t blame you for what happened. I...just became overwhelmed by it all and my powers came to the surface. I could feel the spider queen inside my head, who helped me to teach those boys a lesson. She...She told me not to let them get away with their horrible trick and that’s why I lashed out. I don’t know why they would try to do such a thing to me but they’re not going to be doing it again any time soon. I’m...sorry if I ruined our little trip by losing control, I just didn’t know what else to do. It...reminded me of what my master used to do. Humiliating me in front of his friends. I was getting flashbacks.” It felt so strange for someone else to bow down to her and honestly, she wasn;t sure if she liked it or not. So many times had she had to bend her knee to someone else and it felt bizarre to have the opposite happen.

The smell of something tasty began to cause her mouth to water at this point and trying to change the subject and focus on something else, she suggested gently. “Erm...How about we get some food and forget about all of this? I’d hate for our day together to end on such a sour note and I’m sure that we can find some other activities to do. Hopefully without anyone else trying to ruin things.”

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Awwwwww, fair and lovely Charly found it so easy and within her delightful might of action to forgive him, even going as far as to not blame him at all for the incident that almost escalated beyond repair. How gentle her heart was! How comforting her gaze was at his humble self! It was as if Yuvon found himself more and more captivated by her character, the one who found herself broken and repaired after fleeing from hell, a mending soul that grew tens of sizes by the day… it almost broke him into tears, that guy. There was just something so comforting about her, specifically, that he succumbed to… it almost felt like she was channeling a sort of Charm into him, but she wasn’t the kind of person to cast such a strange incantation… no, no, he must’ve just been mesmerized or something.

If Kita was here, then she would have been absolutely flabbergasted by Charly’s warmth. Deep inside, Yuvon feared the amount of affection the blonde sorceress would be willing to shower his Sauer with, but ohhh woe the day they would meet.

When he heard of the Spider Queen and her interference with Charly before, he rose his brows behind his mask in intrigue. She was able to communicate with the Spider Queen herself? What sort of communication line was she-

Oh, was her Slayer Magic the result of an object, then? A Lacrima could be used to form a direct line of communication between the host and the source of the respective Lost Magic – Yuvon cross-referenced the articles of Lost Magic, its mental and psychic properties, the installment and various topics of ‘Slayer Lacrimas’, and the fact he was told by Charly back at the guild hall that she possessed Slayer Magic being this ‘arachnic’ invocation. With those factors lining together, he came to his conclusion that she might likely possess a Lacrima inside of her body that-

W-Wait, he could just ask and be extra sure? They were both smelling strongly cooked and grilled food at the pavilion, so Yuvon gently took her hand and revealed his shining lights behind the eye sockets of his mask. “W-With pleasure, Sauer! And, and, if you may be generous enough to confirm my assumption…”

Upon reaching the tables with prepared foods; cooked shrimps, octopus, salmon, steaks, fried chicken, hotdogs, bulgur and iceberg salads, mashed and baked potatoes, along with cool and delicious beverages of all kinds, he elaborated on his request: “Is it true that you, my dear, may possess the Spider Queen’s magic through a Lacrima? If so, fear not the slightest; you may be surprised to know who can relate to such a circumstance…”

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TWC: 4808

The slayer would gently help herself to the foods on offer, having built up a surprisingly big appetite after all of the drama. To be honest, she didn’t recognise all of the foods in front of her but she wasn’t going to let that stop her. No, she was going to try and broaden her horizons a bit and was soon piling up her plate with all kinds of lovely smelling seafood. She couldn’t help but notice that there were far fewer eyes on her now and she believed that her little show had managed to earn her the respect that she’d deserved. There were certainly no guys with iLac’s anymore and in fact, she couldn’t see one at all. After all of her worrying and fretting, she actually started to relax a bit, causing a noticeable loosening of her shoulder, as well as her shaking and shuddering stopping. Perhaps now she could truly enjoy herself, alongside her guildmate and friend.

Yuvon’s question took her a little by surprise but she saw no reason as to hide anything, nodding her head as he said aloud his hypothesis. “Yes, that’s right. I’m not one of those slayer’s who actually learned from the being itself, mine comes from a lacrima that lies with me. I don’t know how or when I was implanted with it and the fact it’s there at all still puzzles me sometimes but your hunch is correct. It feels like she’s here with me whenever I feel super stressed or worried and the first time I ever heard her voice was when I finally ran from home. I don’t know why it happens but whenever I feel her, it’s like I’m a completely different person. As though she’s giving me the confidence that I just don’t feel most of the time. I feel in control and I...like it. I’m sorry if that sounds odd but it’s how it feels. I can even feel her arms around me sometimes, as though she’s comforting me. I don’t think she’s an evil being but I don’t think she’s a saint either.” She spoke with surprising ease and a smile actually crossed her features.

Once she’d answered, the maid finished collecting a nice array of foods, before waiting for him and then moving towards an empty table. His comment about possibly knowing someone who could relate was a surprising one and she’d tilt her head, genuinely interested. “Really? Who would that be?”

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Huuuuuuuuuuh… mentally writing down a summary of the kind of emotions she grew in the presence of her Lacrima, or more precisely the presence of the Spider Queen’s essence, Yuvon found it intriguing how Charly found confidence and strength in the embrace of the Queen’s arms. Charly sure needed the confidence, so Yuvon too was grateful to her… wait, her name was Arachne! Like the legends…

Snickering at Charly’s remark about her being neither evil nor a saint, he casually responded: “Ah! I have a fine idea of what you mean by that…” An image of, again, Kita ran through his mind when he said that, “But it seems to me that you trust the Spider Queen quite a lot. If she helps you and aids you like this, then I don’t see any issues behind it… although, since I’ve rarely heard of such creatures of legend engage in present day dialogue, I sadly know very little about their intentions. S-Still, even I’d love to have a conversation with the likes of her one day, if that were to be possible…” Hmhhh, this Spider Queen sounded like a treat for Yuvon… a treat of ancient secrets, that was!!!

He couldn’t help but snicker at Charly’s questioning, wanting to know who this person he referred to earlier was. The person who related to her in relation to having a Lacrima charge you with a Magic… she was looking at the person right now!

“Hihihi… you’re actually glaring right at him,” he finally dropped the curtain, deciding to finish his nice meal and stretch his arm out. Truth be told, the muscularity of it was but the result of a bodily alteration boosted by the fierce power stored in the Lacrima substituting his heart, but anything to forget his cursed upbringing, right?

His arm quickly changed shape and grew out spikes and longer extensions of its bone structure, then color and texture until it resembled a praying mantis’ tibia… or more-or-less tibia from a kind of lobster-monster? Either way, it looked monstrous and even caused many near the table to shriek in fear, to which Yuvon ushered his comforting voice to the poor guests: “My bad, my bad~! Sincerely, I wished not to frighten any of my fellow beachgoers – you won’t find any hostility in me, I assure you… I’m just showcasing a spell or two for my cute Sauer… A-Anyway, this humble soul’s heart has actually been exchanged with a Lacrima, if you are capable of believing such a thing. My heart now beats the rhythm of a deep-dwelling dragon…”

He would then be caught by the sound of clinging metal, turning back to spot people throw horse shoes at pegs in the sand… ooooohhhh! That looked entertaining too!

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The maid’s eyebrow rose as he spoke about his own lacrima experiences and she flinched just a little as his arm suddenly changed into some kind of crustacean limb. It’d certainly surprised her and judging from the reaction from those closest to them, they seemed to be stunned too. After pondering about it though, Charlotte relaxed, realising that her powers were not so different. She could turn into her spider form after all, one that did tend to cause fear in those who saw it, much to her dismay. Of course, she’d already shown it to Yuvon and Leona during her introduction to the guild but she was still a little reluctant to use it in public, more so because she wasn’t sure if she could control herself when in that stance. Still, it was a relief to see that she wasn’t the only one to experience such things.

“That’s quite a story and I can hardly believe that your actual heart has been replaced by a lacrima but I’ll take your word for it. I’m not going to ask how it happened as I’m sure the tale must be a painful one for you. So, does your dragon lacrima speak to you as the queen speaks to me? I’m not sure if the spider queen can actually speak through me but can your lacrima do such a thing? I must admit that I’m all curious about it now, knowing that I’m not the only slayer to have gone through a similar experience.” She was actually becoming rather chatty, her eyes sparkling with intrigue rather than nervousness for once. The maid was actually going to keep going but her words were suddenly cut off...

“If the silver haired girl could please sit down so that we can begin?” A voice suddenly said in her direction.

Jumping and almost spilling her food, Charlotte turned to find a large male looking in her direction. “What do you mean?” She squeaked.

“The eating contest. You have a plate ready so let’s get started!” He roared, receiving a cheer from the other competitors.

With a brief glance towards Yuvon, Charlotte would then take a seat, not quite sure what she’d signed up for. The food did smell lovely though and as soon as he said go, the slayer hungrily started to chomp through her portion, her taste buds dancing with joy as she devoured it. The girl was hungrier than she thought and was soon finishing her first plate and taking a second, while those all around her started to become full and give up. The contest ended up taking quite some time and by the end of it, only Charlotte remained, finishing off her fifth plate and sitting back, a content smile on her face.

“Well done, my girl.” The contest manager boomed, handing her a flowery lei for her troubles. “You win.”

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Mhhhhhhhmmm! Teaching people new stuff like this was just the best! She even looked so intrigued and taken aback by his revelation, and as if him having relayed such precious information wasn’t tear-jerking enough, she also began asking about the Lacrima and if it could communicate with him in the same manner as the Spider Queen linked to her own Lacrima. He could draw from experience, to which he rubbed his chin and sighed: “Truth be told, milady, I barely have a clue about the dragon’s real name. It’s not as talkative as your-“

“If the silver haired girl could please sit down so that we can begin?”

Huh? Wait a second, Charly was enrolled in an eating contest? Since when?!? “H-Hold on for a second, I think there’s been a misunderstanding-“ Yuvon tried to interfere on her behalf, but Charly decided to take a seat anyway. It was out of nowhere, but after a moment of thinking, perhaps she was walking on an empty stomach? In that case, eat away, fair maiden!

…

D-Damn, she could eat a lot. By her fifth plate, she was the only one remaining on the table and won a pretty lei. While Yuvon originally wanted to try out the horse shoe throwing, the sound of waves being ridden on caught his ears. The most classic activity on the beach shores – surfing! They had to try it out!

“Ooooooooooh! Have you tried surfing before, Charly?” Yuvon enthusiastically asked his guildmate with shaking, clenched hands, “It’s such a thrilling sport, riding the waves on your surfboard! I’ve tried it a few times before, so I can show you how it’s done – it looks like there’s another contest about it over there…” With that said, he strolled joyously towards the edge of the sands where a small group of people had gathered around three men in red t-shirts who appeared to be the judges of this contest.

“*WHIIIIIIIIISTLE!* Aaaaaaaaalright, everyone! Here are the rules; on your surfboard, reach a wave out in the waters and use the wave to float back to the shore again! You must stand on your surfboard for as long as possible, and we will judge based on distance and time spent on the surfboard…!”

Yuvon was too excited; he was already holding a dark-green surfboard with octopus-like themes such as drawn, artistic tentacles slithering about and the illustrious Silver Wolf symbol on the middle. More than that, he used his Memory-Make: Arc of Embodiment to construct a similar surfboard to Charly, one with themes of spider webs splattered everywhere along with the symbol of the grey wolf.

“You simply balance yourself on this surfboard… I think you gain extra points by standing up on it, but you can also sit on it or cling to it until the waves claim you,” he added for Charly’s sake, “And-“

“1… AAAAAAAAND GO!!!” one of the other judges exclaimed, starting the contest as several people launched themselves into the waters and swam ahead on their surfboard. “O-Oh, we’ve already begun! J-Just watch and follow my lead, Charly!” he suggested her before hitting the waves himself, nearing a wild wave about to send them back…

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

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'Normal Dice' :

Rolling for surfing contest.

The member 'Charlotte Chesterfield' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Normal Dice' :

Charlotte appreciated the work that Yuvon put into her surfboard and wanted to do her best to try and show her appreciation. Surfing was new to her and seeing the size of those waves was a bit daunting but after her victory in the tropical feast, she actually felt a little more confident and with that in mind, she’d slowly clamber onto the board and follow her guild mate into the water. It felt a little weird to be honest and she wasn’t sure if she was going to actually be able to stand up on the thing, so she simply stayed on her belly for the majority of it. In fact, it was only when the large wave reached them that she finally managed to climb on top of the board and clenching what she could, the maid attempted to ride it.

Unfortunately for her, the wave was far too strong for her and after flailing about for about ten seconds or so, she soon fell off, landing in the water and being completely wiped out by the wave. She hadn’t even been able to stay on for a minute and as she splashed around and clung on desperately to the board, the maid felt completely embarrassed with herself, her face turning red with shame. She’d failed miserably and as she just about managed to paddle the board back to the shore, an unhappy frown had crossed her features again. What a disaster.

Plonking herself down on the sand, she’d turn and watch Yuvon as he continued to ride the waves, admiring just how much easier he seemed to find it than her. Despite her failure, one of the competition managers still approached and gave her a lei although Charlotte didn’t feel like she’d earned it. In fact, the maid tried to give it back but he was already walking away from her, heading back to watch the other competitors, leaving her alone on the beach.

It had been such an up and down day for her and she hoped that the next time she attended one of these things, it’d be a little less nerve wracking. On the bright side, she’d at least discovered that she had one big appetite, which was kind of comforting. Looking down at herself though, she wondered where it was all going to go. She didn’t know if it was just the wind or the spider queen playing a prank but her impressive chest would suddenly bounce at that point, as though something was answering her question.

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”… H-Huh?! Charly, are you following up?!” Yuvon called out, trying to see if the silver maiden was able to get on her surfboard and ride the streams along with him as the wave neared them. Yuvon, feeling confident as ever, tamed the wave with his surfing skills memorized from a few hours of watching a documentary back at the guild hall, clearly putting the other surfers to shame with his sudden, playful style and freestyling. Soon enough, the wave was the least of his worries – he was doing flips, ollies, roundabouts and everything in between!

He would soon approach the shore again, where the rest of the surfers reluctantly made way for him to receive his reward; the judges were more than amazed by his surfing capabilities and handed him a flowery necklace along with a lei. Obviously, his first thought was to find Charly, and as he spotted her zoning out at the edge to the waters, he snuck up and threw the flowery necklace over her head. She looked a little too worse for wear, as if she had fallen into the waters before…

“I’m sure you’ll be much better at the sport next time!” he assured her, not wanting her to grovel too long at just one minor inconvenience of today’s partying, “But the ocean’s waves aren’t the only ones falling prey to my surfing… if I may show you.”

He plopped the surfboard back down on the bright sand before quickly picking up Charly by her shoulders and underside of her knees, then stepped on the board and caused magical particles to merge with the sand below and cause a controlled wave to push the surfboard, ergo them, forward. Was he being a little braggy? Yeah, sure, who cares! He was having such a good time! Surely, Charly wouldn’t mind a fun ride like this; especially one so bizarre!

“Let’s see what else we can do here! The day’s still young…!”

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TWC: 7439

OOC: 4x Lei from:

Limbo
Volleyball
Tropical Feast
Surfing Contest