Tales of the Stage -Last Score- Event Report [September 5, 2017]
Went to yesterday’s show at Nakano Sun Plaza! The whole event ran for approximately two hours and was very much enjoyable! My friends and I were seated pretty close to the stage and that definitely added to my enjoyment factor, I would say. More details under the cut!
me: what the fuck did you just say about me you little bitch? i’ll have you know that i graduated top of my class in the oracle knights and i’ve been involved in numerous secret raids against the new order of lorelei and i have over 300 confirmed kills. i am trained in fonic artes and i’m the top sniper in the entire order of lorelei. you are nothing to me but another target. i will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on auldrant, mark my fucking words. you think you can get away with saying these things to me on the internet? think again, fucker. as we speak i am contacting my secret network of spies across auldrant and your ip is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. the storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. you’re fucking dead, kid. i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s not even with mystic artes. not only am i extensively trained in the sigmund style, but i have access to the entire arsenal of the malkuth imperial forces and i will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent you little shit. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. but you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. i will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. you’re fucking dead kiddo
The sun was hot, bearing down on the land and heating everything that touched its bathing light. It was also quite unusually busy for the day, people scrambling and pushing around one another. Shopkeepers and merchants raising their voices to catch the most attention, while children cried and others huffed irritably. As it had always been known for its grand, towering buildings, Baticul was the rest of Auldrant were finally reaching a time of comfort. Although, that wasn’t entirely true for everyone.
“As for the rest of the replica’s, you’re to head to Daath’s port and gather the rest of them. The Fon Master helped assemble as much as she could for now and wishes for you to help escort them to Yulia City.” Ramdas finished. The letter was held gently in his hands and offered out towards the red-head.
“Understood. Inform King Ingobert and the princess that I’ll be leaving shortly.” Asch took the letter promptly and turned, making his way out of the manor’s doors. Ramdas sighed softly and bowed, sad to see the young master leave so quickly again.
“I assume that you will be away again for some time, Master Asch? The Lady and Duke are often saddened to have you gone for long periods of time. Are you still uncomfortable here in your own home?” Asch paused, fingers hovering over the doors handle. How long was he planning on running away from it all, even after everything had finally ended?
No matter how much he wanted to be grateful for returning back home, there was still too much raw, painful memories that lived inside him. Luke was gone, and now it was his duty to keep Auldrant and everyone safe. Helping replica’s now was the only thing that helped ease the struggle.
Asch pushed the door open and left, heading out towards Baticul’s port. The maids bowed respectively and watched him leave, his hair shining like fire against the sun’s rays. He finally felt like he could breathe again, escape from the manor’s unpleasant duties.
“Sir! The ship is ready to deport whenever you are.” The soldier saluted. Nodding, Asch quickly boarded the ship without hesitation and gave the signal to ready, wishing to leave this place as soon as possible.
Natalia would surely be upset that he left without saying goodbye and his mother would worry, but things had changed. Everyone had to carry on and keep the promises they made and ensure that no evil would come to endanger the lives of those here, even replicas.
Digging in his pocket, Asch pulled out the letter he received from Ramdas and recognized Peony’s insignia. Rolling his eyes he opened it, skimming through its contents.
I am informed that Fon Master Anise has requested your aide with the replicas in Daath. I know that you will do well and we shouldn’t worry, but I have some terrible news that you should be aware of. As I’m sure you’re well aware of, Sync was captured and kept as a prisoner here in Malkuth territory where Jade and the military could keep a close eye on him. Sometime in the past couple of weeks he managed to escape and we are currently on the search for him. Very little people know of this, and Jade requested your help in finding him. This is highly confidential information, and we trust you to keep quiet about the entire thing. Please keep your eyes open and catch him if you can. If he puts up a fight and if you have no other choice, you have the liberty to kill him. We can’t let someone like him cause anymore problems for Malkuth or Kimlasca.
“Tch…” Asch grimaced and crushed the letter in his hands, quickly tossing it over the ship and letting the oceans water eliminate its contents. Why they allowed to let him live in the first place was beyond the red-head’s understanding, but if Sync was around, Asch was more than willing to accept the request.