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After a rather exhausting few days of getting through dungeons and completing quests, the girl was ready to take a bit of a break. If memory served, ALICE had told her during that glitch world that there had only been 3 more areas to complete, which meant that things were finally starting to wind down to a close. The moment where they'd have to fight the QUEENs was near.

Was she worried? A little. She wanted to get out here, and she was pretty sure that the same could be said about the others who were stuck in this game. Speaking of which...

Hm. A look around determined that the tavern was relatively quiet today with the exception of a small gaggle of people grouped in the corner. Other than that...what a lonely place this was right now. Smiling a little wryly, she turned to look at the Walrus NPC. "You don't happen to want to chat, do you?"

When she was met by the same, generic line that he had used on her when she first sat down--a welcome and an offer to get her some mead--the girl only sighed. "Didn't think so."

Perking up at the voice that most definitely did not belong to the Walrus in front of her, Nightbloom turned to look at the other girl with a faint, sheepish smile. "Yeah, I just--it was too quiet in here." Though she supposed that that was no longer an issue since she now had company. Turning on the bar stool to face her, Nightbloom offered the stranger a pleasant smile.

"Taking a break then too, er--" A pause to glance up at her name, "--harlemshake? I mean, what with the new place and all."

There was so much to do in this place. Nightbloom both appreciated this fact and simultaneously wished that she didn't feel like she was so tight on time as she scurried between different quests. Still, she was willing to do whatever it took to get out of this place.

sweetm00n hadn't been back to the tavern for some time. Not since before forming her guild, certainly. Sliding in, she looked around and perked up at the sight of a face she hadn't seen since the glitch world, but had been one of the first people she had talked to in-game. There were two others - one a guildmate who she hadn't really seen around much, or really talked with too often, and the other was a total stranger. Either way, she waved and began moving towards the group. "Oh! Hello! Hi!"

Mouse ears pricked at the sudden appearance of other voices gaze turning to take note of a woman he'd met before, and engaged in battle with, as well as a gent who was a stranger to him. Both were given a polite, gentle smile from AncientPages, who curled his tail around him, somewhat out of the way from the growing crowd, "I do hope the both of you are fairing well, too?" his guildmate was given a look first, then the other stranger... who looked a little worse for the wear.

My, and to think that it had been so lonely before! Her smile grow upon seeing all the new faces--including one that was very familiar. Sliding off of her bar stool, she clasped her hands together behind her back before giving a little dip of her head in greeting.

"Hello, and yes, please! Do sit down and make yourself comfortable if you're here to rest. It's nice to see you again, sweetm00n!" While the first part was directed towards everyone, the second half was obviously meant for the dormouse girl who she had encountered previously. It would have been an understatement if Nightbloom were to say that she was glad to see the other girl in one piece--she had seemed so sweet and skittish that the Cheshire Cat had been a little worried about her. Clearly she was much stronger than she had initially given her credit for though!

Turning her attention to the male that spoke then--AncientPages, according to the interface--Nightbloom let out a little hum as she considered his question.

"Well," She started slowly, "I suppose I've grown accustomed enough to it...but that doesn't really mean that I like it here. I don't know about you guys, but I'd much rather return to my home rather than stay here longer than what is necessary." She lift her brows slightly, as if asking them for their opinion on the matter.

Bronze shook his head, "It's not that some of it isn't fun, sometimes, but I'm getting... homesick." His ears flattened, "If we weren't *trapped* here, it would be much more enjoyable, less... " He shrugged, a little worried. He hadn't encountered all that much that really had hurt him and he was afraid that was coming soon. He'd already been badly spooked at least twice and he wasn't as high level as anyone else in the tavern. How was he going to accomplish anything jumping at shadows. He shot an apologetic look at Sweetm00n, "Sorry. Um, I haven't actually seen that part yet. But I'm Red, so, sorry about whatever it is... I didn't even think about how we'd all be competing here, when it seems like we ought to fight together to get out of here," His tail jerked in irritation that the game seemed to be the one playing with them, rather than the other way around. He hoped they wouldn't mind too much if the rest were White faction. It was nice getting to sit with them and he didn't want to get booted out just yet.

The dormouse girl, as it turned out, was a lot less meek than Nightbloom had initially thought if her language was of any indication. The Cheshire Cat's lips parted in surprise, but then she quickly shook her head and let out a little laugh. "No, definitely not routine upgrades. I'm not even sure why the AI feels that lying is necessary when no one obviously believes them."

"Last main quest?" The girl echoed, before furrowing her brows, "I'm in red--" A pause to offer Bronze a reassuring smile, "And I was just...questioned extensively by the White Queen. It wasn't too bad, though I wonder why she needed so much information." To say that it made her uneasy was an understatement, but she fought off the worried look that threatened the spread over her features in exchange for a--what she hoped was optimistic--smile.

"You are right, Bronze--ultimately, I think we're all just fighting to get out of here regardless of what color we've been assigned to, and--oh, Shadow."

Pink eyes growing round, she tilted her head and blinked as her guild leader settled down on a stool beside her. He was quiet as ever though, she noted with a wry smile.

Sweetm00n glanced over at the other arrival, and turned herself fully so she was not looking at the kind of guy who would divorce you on the altar. She knew it hadn't been a /real/ wedding, but that was all the more reason to not have taken it so seriously! She focused instead on the chatter of the group.

"You don't need to apologise so much~" she said, flapping a hand soothingly at bronze. "I understand! Yeah, different teams and all that. Though like you all say, I really don't see why they even had to do that. All it does is make things difficult in ways where difficulty is not necessary." Barely a week into the game, sweetm00n was already beginning to talk about it like she was the world's expert. She glanced over at Nightbloom, then wriggled in her seat a little to face the other girl as well. "Oh. We got questions as well, but they were asked by a very ..." her brow wrinkled slightly "very angry voice. It was like an interrogation, and not pleasant. In a dungeon even! Where's the light charm and quirk in that? I almost thought it was the game falling apart again, only it ... wasn't. You know. All pffshhtt glitchy and horrible." She gave a small shudder at that, and screwed her eyes shut briefly. They flew open slightly again in a sharp glance as Bronze introduced himself to the jerk.

< TO BronzeF3AR : I wouldn't bother if I were you, talking to him is like talking to a brick. >