<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 102, 255)">"Jason. My name is Jason. It is good to meet you Penelope"</span><br/><br/>He felt a little odd introducing himself to her because he thought they sort of already met. Given they have fucked like animals against a tree in full view of others he felt a connection to her that went beyond normal gamer friends. Now that he could see what she really looked like he felt a blush spread across his features. Not because she was less beautiful than her avatar; no it was more because he thought she was just as pretty as Penny the Mage and that made him think some inappropriate thoughts for the situation.<br/><br/>He hugged her again because she looked like she was still shaky and it gave him time to think of their options. His voice determined.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 102, 255)"> "Well; that announcement said we can't die in the Capitol but it almost sounded like that might not be a good thing. But the one thing I got was that it sounded like we were trapped in here and if those asses on the road were any warning... not everyone is going to be playing nice. Remember the message at the login that said this game had no morality filter."</span><br/><br/>That actually scared him because in his experience people online were not always the nicest when they thought there were no consequences. Add to that the fact that they were<i>Immortal</i>now and he felt a lot of people were going to go pretty nuts for a while.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 102, 255)">"I think we only have two options. We can go into the city and look for quests and stuff to level up and get better gear. Or we can go into the wild and try to survive on our own doing the same. The big difference is the number of other players we meet... and maybe how often we die."</span><br/><br/>Considering how realistic the pleasure in this game was he had some concerns about the pain settings.