.hack//DIVERGENCE Main

Too much was happening all at the same time, and Senna couldn’t seem to keep it all straight in her mind. Spells, attacks, shouts, the muted whir of the weapons Primal had shot at them all mixed into a cacophony from which her ears could extract nothing useful. It was like being at a sporting event,...

It was beginning to startle Senna how very surprised one could feel when they tried to do something and it actually occurred more or less as they planned. Such was the case now, as her spell – oversized though it was perhaps for the task at hand – neatly wiped one of the blades out of being with a c...

She was sure it was simply mental, but whatever the cause, something made this second paralysis tougher to shake off somehow than the first. Maybe, like Sophie, she was doing it herself. Maybe it was the shock of being outright killed that had snapped her out of the reverie the first time. But whate...

After a bit of work, there was another bit of turnover as Nall allowed himself to be the creature’s next victim. Senna couldn’t help a little wince as the thing went into its eating-a-party-member dance again. It was not a pretty thing to watch. She checked her weapon, bringing in the Ichigou in pla...

So, was hiding in the plants the best of all possible options? No, but it was the one Senna was taking at the moment. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to help. It was that she was scared. Scared of pain, scared of dying, scared of the unknown, and she felt more than certain that if these hyper-powered...

I won't be available at all Thursday through Sunday. After that, I should hopefully stop being never around, since much of what's been eating at my time has soon-deadlines and my final interview for the job I've been trying to land got moved up to today. Wish me luck. :-/

The slow-creeping form of the Long Arm had finally come around the main obstruction between herself and what she hoped was the rest of the group – another of the large trees that seemed to be holding up the sky. As she looked through the dense underbrush, she could see that she had indeed reached at...

Dien's warning had been heard and to a point understood, but it's like telling a kid that fire's hot. It's not until she actually feels the radiation of the flames, or worse, burns her fingers that she truly understands. So it was with this. As Senna watched Canti get taken town in terrible, spectac...

Senna once read in the Saturday Crier a story about a man who’d lost his fiancé in a car accident. The accident had been more than a year previous and the story goes through it, focusing mainly on the man’s role. He had pulled three people from their cars, and one of those cars caught fire shortly a...

It all converged in a way that should have been perfect. Should being the operative word, of course. This dungeon had thus far been full of heaping helpings of should. Unfortunately, these plans were regularly thwarted by enemies who were more cleverly crafted than anticipated. The best that could b...

Much as it didn’t sound like a good idea to her, the Long Arm subsided in her efforts to work toward Primal immediately upon receiving the Flashmail from Phoenix. So thinking, she did a bit more maneuvering, trying to get herself in position to keep an eye on the proceedings in case, true to his wor...

Puzzle solved, group moving on. Senna was only listening with half an ear, as the saying goes, to the proceedings. With the puzzle picked apart, the only interesting thing left in the room, to her, was leaving it. She made sure to offer her thanks to the player who had offered her an answer to her o...

Hee. :) Merry late Christmas. And thanks. *Tries to figure out where to affix the pin*

Things seemed to be going... well, if not well than at least smoothly. They were using more time and energy than they should be given that the creature wasn’t all that difficult to deal with. Senna was keenly feeling the need to get to a store and restock. Spell after spell whittled away at the thin...

As always, since I'm going home for a week and never know the status of my parents' connection, I may or may not be around.

And good luck and take it easy, Nighthand. :) When I got mine out, I was eating lasagne the same night and off my pain pills pretty fast.