It was a little after midnight. The only light in my room ca from the monitor of my PC, and my face probably looked pretty spooky in its light as I frowned at it in dissatisfaction.
Ugh, fine. I might as well be honest here and admit that I wasn't really frowning at the screen; I'd been doing that for a while even before I turned on the PC. The reason behind my sour mood was actually quite simple, and it was related to a certain lovely yet decidedly naggy girlfriend of mine. She was pretty angry at when I returned covered in blood, but after I cleaned up and I let her confirm that I was unhard (or at the very least I had no more injuries than before I left) she cald down a little.
That calm before the storm naturally lasted precisely until the mont I explained to her that I would be accompanying the weird huntress and her even weirder sword on starlit strolls through the most scenic and romantic parts of the city every night from now on. Her words, not mine, and from that it was easy to understand why I was currently feeling more than a little down. So might say it was our first outright lover's quarrel, but the way she left, it felt more like a lover's cold war, which was not nearly as benign or amusing.
Anyhow, I shook my head and put the topic aside for the mont. I was sure I'd have to co back to it when I tried to convince Judy that my interest in Rinne was about far from romantic as Proxima Centaury, but for the ti being, I had more important things to do. Such as replying to the ssage right in front of .
"Admin: Are you serious? No Research Society activity whatsoever?"
After I typed that into the chatbox, it took less than three seconds for soone to respond.
"Morosemoose: I was surprised too."
"W1NG3D N1NJ4: THEY MUST BE AFRAID OF THE ARCHMAGE OF THE ISLAND TOO! ＼(º □ º l|l)/"
"W1NG3D N1NJ4: I WOULD KNOW, I LIVE HERE! HE IS SCAAAAARY!!! ( ≧Д≦)"
"Morosemoose: Yeah, I know. The man has a reputation for not tolerating anyone else on his territory."
"Admin: Are you sure we are talking about the sa guy?"
"Morosemoose: Pretty sure? The post of the arch-mage is one for life."
"Admin: That still makes no sense. His 'territory' has a mansion full of Draconians in it, and he was making sneaky deals with the Abyssals."
"Admin: Plus, I've heard from a first-hand source that the Research Society was not only on the island, but he's in contact with them."
"W1NG3D N1NJ4: WUT MATE!? SERIOUSLY!!!??? ∑(O_O')"
"Morosemoose: I'm a little skeptical too. I've never read anything about that on the forums."
"Admin: You must've heard of the incident at the School a few weeks ago."
"Morosemoose: … Yes?"
"Admin: Did you think the Abyssals causing a ruckus materialized out of nowhere?"
"W1NG3D N1NJ4: HE GOT YOU THERE! (─‿‿─)"
"Morosemoose: To be fair, the mages clamped down on the island pretty hard after the incident, so it's obvious I would be out of the loop. I'm not even on Critias."
"W1NG3D N1NJ4: BUT I AM! I AM RIGHT HERE! (Oωω
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