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Hidden in an alleyway around the corner from the building rested a man in his early 20s. Valentine found himself astral projecting at this time, having propped his body up in such a position to flee if need be. Right now he found himself in New York because some guild was having some type of introductory party. After having gone to the hub and looked up some info about them as well as the ever-present "word of mouth" conversations in the safer areas of Player's in the city, he thought this could be worth looking into.[break][break]

Valentine's astral body searched throughout the party grounds, so far so good. His core ability was something he held close to his heart, it was the core of who he was and from which he built everything else when it came to battling. It saved his life more times than he could count, and for that he was grateful. However, it was rare that he found himself doing such a thing as today. He uses his astral projection to scope out a party of Player's beforehand. It made him feel like something akin to a spy, and he couldn't help but crack a smile in his astral body as he did. [break][break]

He watched the small social interactions here and there and took stock of some of the more interesting people. Like his physical body, his astral body was dressed in the garb of an expensive thousand-dollar suit. He could never afford one before everything went topsy-turvey, at least not without going into debt. However, nowadays it was nothing more than a simple five-finger discount, and considering he had one of his hideouts in Manhattan finding one in his size was pretty easy. The hard part was finding a tailor that was still around. "An expensive suit doesn't mean shit if it isn't tailored," is what his dad used to say. The thought of whom brought a tinge of sadness to his heart.[break][break]

He was quickly snapped out of his reminiscing by the sight of someone practically fawning over a masked man. Valentine thought it was interesting, but having scoped out the place a bit Valentine deemed it relatively safe. Thus his physical body began to move. He willed it to walk to the front entrance and through. He enjoyed this aspect of his ability, being able to move his physical body as his astral projected, having a 3rd person view of his own body while also being able to have a first-person view of his own body was pretty trippy. At first, he was terrified, the ability was confusing to manage when he first got it, It took months of reclusive training just for him to use it proficiently, and even longer to use it alongside his subclass. Not to mention the constant nausea and headaches. Thankfully now all that was over, and he was stronger for it. [break][break]

He sent a quick message to his brother Saint Claire, "Hey Clairy, Everything looks okay thus far, I'm going on. I'll try and make it nice, Hit ya back later." He sent the message, then focused his attention back to the party as his sleepwalking body finally made it to his position. [break][break]

Most probably thought it was odd for some guy to be smoothly walking through a crowd of people with his eyes closed, especially when he didn't bump into a single person but most at this point had seen stranger things. Once Valentine's physical body reached his astral body, he stepped backward into it. His eyes fluttered open and he gave a warm smile to those around him as he mused the words "So fancy. Someone spent a pretty penny~" [break][break]

[attr="class","landtag2"]enigma, Rory Perkins, Noelle, sebastian, Hana Sakuyuki [TAGGED]

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“ Wow, you really are convenient!” He glowered down at the young girl, before snuffing his nose up at her. He wasn’t trying to be dramatic or childish, at least not to be hurtful, no, he simply meant it in all clean fun. Granted he was rude. He knew it, but it was too late to turn back now. [break][break]

“ well I… can’t be a supplier but I can be a frequent shopper,” Valentine said with enthusiasm. He lifted a thumb to his chest. His face full of glee and his body practically jolting with energy. Perhaps he could finally get what he wanted. [break][break]

“ That’s sounds like a good deal to me! He said to Vanilla with a smile, as she mentioned that she was capable of doing what he asked. He pondered for a moment then wrote out the words on his menu and sent it over to hear. [break][break]

The menus words read ‘It’s the holy box I want to get. The item description can read: “An elegant magic spear that looks as if it had been forged from the cosmos around it and imbued with celestial energy. It is a pure white spear, that has small glittering white comets dancing around.” [break][break]

He figured that would be good enough, at least he hoped as he brought up his menu to transfer the desired points over to Vanilla, once she mentioned her price.[break][break]

Then he turned to the younger girl curious as to her merchant dealings as well. Middleman sounded like an interesting class, though its dependency on others made Valentine now see clearly why the young girl had been upset with him. Which means there was only one thing so, make amends, and the best way to do such was what every merchant would love; money! Thus he asked, “do you sell stuff to players too?” He asked inquisitively to the young girl.[break][break]

[attr="class","landtag2"]@vanilla, @jeanne[TAGGED]

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Valentine had heard of a girl that could enchant weapons, and even help him get specific ones, hearing that she had set up shop in unison central like most merchants did make the situation all the easier, this way Valentine knew he could just jump back and forth between this person and Nik's shop if this person was as beneficial as everyone had said they were.[break][break]

Nonetheless, he entered the shop ready to spend some money and with a smile on his face he walked over toward the counter, glancing down to see a young girl. He raised an eyebrow, shrugged, and stated, "Excuse me I've come to try and get a specific item utilizing a mystery box from Ender Islands' not sure if you saw lately but they've got some neat loot and well I want to get a box, but I don't want it to be too random, think you can help with that? Take some of the mystery out of it ya know." He said, wondering if the girl even knew what he was talking about. [break][break]

[attr="class","landtag2"]@vanilla[TAGGED]

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Valentine's head bobbed up and down slowly in retort to Rory asking him if he was okay. He took note of the guy's class, bad luck that had apparently been spread to all of them, and the fact that his class was called Chaos Roller and that Aliyah's class was tamer based and specialized in birds. He thought that was interesting and wondered how both played out in battle. "My class lets me see in the distance by sleepwalking essentially," he muttered, before following up with "It's strange but effective for scouting," he said forcing his body to smile before it quickly dropped. "survivors spotted in the distance, large wolves as well,"[break][break]

Valentine's physical body stopped as his astral body had come upon the creatures surrounding the car, they looked like large wolves, the system named them "Dire Wolves," a little on the nose, but that wasn't the issue. His physical body dug into his inventory producing an odd-looking spear, one that was clearly not normal. It was a spear that was made of a black oily metal that radiated red sparks of lightning. It had a long thin-bladed spear tip with several notches in it. If anything the spear looked sinister, cruel even, as if it was designed to dish out the most hurt possible, and it was.[break][break]

His physical body muttered, "Stay back, I'll go first take care of drawing the aggro of the wolves. We're only on the outskirts now, but things tend to get worse the deeper we go into the city, and the further we go into the buildings or beneath it," Valentine's tone was certain, though dreary as it was. He had spent enough time in New York looking for his sister all this time, not to mention setting up a couple of bases in some of the other boroughs. Primarily around Times Square and Central Park, though he had ventured enough to know his words held merit to them.[break][break]

He took out a deep breath and let it out before running forward, he wasn't the fastest, that much was oblivious, he figured he'd stay that way for now until he needed to funnel points into his speed. Which he planned to do... Eventually. Valentine held his spear out in front of him aiming for one of the feral dire wolves, a shard of ice formed above it, misting the air around it as it funneled itself into a replica of the spear in his hands. The ice spear then rocketed forward, moving just about as fast as him crashing into an unsuspecting dire wolf.[break][break]

The wolf yelped in pain before being flung back into another wolf and slumping over, it looked drained as red lightning danced around its body where the spear had struck. The other dire wolves made their way toward him three of them pouncing at once and all three were cut down by quick slashes of his spear. His movements were practiced but crude, like someone who had only trained in the spear for a couple of months. Simple and basic movements, but effective, and with each strike, Valentine like the poison of the spear inject into them. [break][break]

All the wolves were weary of him now, making distance but circling him as they occasionally faltered from the shock of red lightning coursing through their bodies alongside the poison and the bleeding wounds. Valentine wanted the wolves' attention on him for now, that way the others could either support or focus on trying to get the children, especially as Valentine decided to start making a run for it in the opposite direction of the car, sending his astral body ahead of him to scout out for potential dangerous only for him to realize he was heading toward a dead end.[break][break]

[attr="class","landtag2"]Aliyah, Rory Perkins[TAGGED]

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He jabbed his spear into the water as another Fishman came up, striking at him but it was quickly pushed back by his spear into the water. He let his spear drop free, sinking into the water before magically willing it to reappear in his hand. That was all thee down now. [break][break]

He kept his astral body out even as the system mentioned "Mission complete!" he smiled, waiting for the boat to finally reach the shore. He stepped off onto the shore, a feeling of accomplishment as he looked back at the twitching bodies of the Forsaken that had been lingering with red lightning, an effect from his spear. [break][break]


He made his way onto the shore, curious as to where to go next. So he decided to send his astral self forward to Scout while making his way past the shore.[break][break]

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