I shall celebrate more after I get back from lunch XDD
So now there is 11 of us left. Yup I'm locking my doors and windows tonight See yall in the morning "Gulp" I hope. Just going to watch my door for a bit O_O
I have a feeling FinalArcadia is giggling over us flailing over these pictures.
Walking alongside her old king, Esty helped inspect the remaining adventurer and alchemist stands and shops, taking a break from her own participation. Walking down the streets, seeing a multitude of loving couples browsing the wares… she sighed, reminded of her own single status despite her age.
“Something the matter?” Gio asked.
“Oh, no, not really,” uttered Esty, her attention snapping back to the task at hand. All of the competitors seemed to be managing their shops wisely, so it was an easy enough job… until arriving at Astrid’s location.
Astrid was arguing with Sterk, the latter of whom could be heard saying something about “my pupil” and “who ties people up,” seemingly at his wit’s end with the smug alchemist. Of course the last stop would be the most problematic, Esty lamented.
“What’s going on here?”
“Ah, if it isn’t our dear old maid,” Astrid remarked, enjoying the fleeting look of irritation that crossed Esty’s face. “There’s absolutely nothing to see here, move along.”
Sterk quickly turned to face Esty, explaining the situation. As his explanation continued on longer and longer, Esty’s expression turned to a frown as she realized action would need to be taken against the black-haired woman across from her.
“Look, Astrid. In accordance with competition rules, I’m going to have to ask you to – “
“Hey, Esty, remember that time you went looking for that hot spring? You know… the one that would supposedly make you look younger?” Astrid inquired, a mischievous look gleaming in her eyes.
“…Yes,” answered a hesitant Esty.
“You weren’t quite as alone as you thought you were there, seeing as I have some choice photographs from that occasion.” Astrid watched as Esty’s eyes widened, a look of both confusion and panic present. “I bet there would be some people who wouldn’t mind seeing these pictures…”
“Stop, no!” A pause. “…What do you want from me?” Esty finally asked, tipping the balance of power to Astrid.
“Oh, I don’t know… I might reconsider spreading these photos if you just forget about everything you saw over here today. And if you could just sit back more during the contest, that’d be great.”
It wasn’t her proudest moment, but Esty agreed to Astrid’s wishes. The alchemist’s laughter echoed in her ears as Esty admitted a temporary defeat.
It is now Day 6. This phase will end on January 26 at 10:00 PM EST. You may now vote.
Things are getting bad.
Yep, he is definitely mafia.
Let's end this.