<div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#090909; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><a class="postlink" href="https://i.ibb.co/DfxZJSP/Jack-Ripper.png">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/><table width="100%"><tr><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-right:10px;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #800040">&lt; Mew &gt;</span></div><br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"> As Gray went onto explain what he had relived, or lived through his dream, she nodded slightly several times as she took in the details. It was like an automatic response almost. She could relate to what he was talking about since she had a relatively similar dream. A dream she couldn't wake up from through mental stimuli and couldn't even control her dream properly. The fact that his character was an abused orphan, wasn't all that surprising. Some of the scars that he had on his body looked pretty old compared to ones that looked quite fresh. It seemed this man took quite a beating throughout his life, which was understandable. His beginning didn't seem all that great from what she concluded from what she had allowed him to share.<br/><br/>So despite all that he began to state that he would still stand firm on believing that women need protection. He even thought they should get revenge for something a man had done to them. Personally Alicia had no idea where that even came from as she tilted her head to the side slightly. Revenge? It was something that she never really thought of, it wasn't a driving force, but she definitely held grudges. Even when Alicia was a man she held grudges against people whom wronged her and went out of their way to destroy them. It wasn't really a sense of revenge though, it wasn't an eye for an eye. It was because she was able to inflict the same if not more damage upon someone else that she would simply go ahead and do it. It didn't matter whether it was social, mental or physical trauma.<br/><br/>As he brought up the game however, Alicia just gave the guy a stare for a few moments. For a person whom was doing a column on the game, they didn't do all that much information digging at all. Lee Tano was the only person working on the game, which was why it was in its alpha stages for years despite its playability. <span style="color: #800040">"I was the only person working on the game."</span> The little assassin girl would say with a flat tone before yawning. <span style="color: #800040">"If anything, the game would be shut down soon after I am discovered dead since I'd no longer be able to pay for hosting the servers. I was an independent Developer and Publisher of my own game. No one will be able to sell or buy it if they can't access it."</span> <br/><br/>She definitely saw the flushing of his cheeks as he seemed to just watch her in return. Did he like her that much or was he just attracted to short people? Right, this person used to be a woman, but it was a little weird. Was she a lesbian? Or was it the hormones which driven her to have this kind of body language? Alicia couldn't really comprehend the feeling that she was getting from him.<br/><br/></span></td><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-left:10px;"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"> Nodding when he had thanked her for the healing of his scars, she would simply go over to the bed and flop down upon it with ease. <span style="color: #800040">"All in a days work,"</span> Alicia would huff out with a not so enthusiastic expression. She was reminded of the fact that they had never finished the game. That it was stuck in alpha stages and those whom had wished to play it, would never get the chance unless someone steals it from him. Not that it really mattered. Lee Tano was dead, there was nothing they could do about that. There was no returning to a world in which one died, was there? Not that she would want to return to that rat hole anyway. There was nothing that was exciting, nothing truly majestic. Just the threat of total annihilation by atom bomb.<br/><br/>Now Grey was wearing that stoic expression on his face as he was asking her another set of questions. The plans for tomorrow would be rather simple. Gather materials to get ready for a quest, eat and then set out for whatever dungeons they were planning on conquering. It was simple, something that most gamers would think of. It typically what guild raids did in various other video games.<br/><br/>Alicia just stared at him with her resting cross-looking face. <span style="color: #800040">"Hmm.. Gather materials, acquire transportation, set out for the next town or village. Cook something along the way,"</span> She seemed to have a serious tone, but it was kind of relaxed. One could probably believe the eyes of hers were being judgemental, but she wasn't going to be blunt. This person was a columnist, so they couldn't really believe this person was an actual gamer. On top of that, she would have to make sure they got this idea that they're inside of a game out of his head. While they have the interface, everything points to the fact that this isn't a game. Making it through it as if it was a game, didn't make much sense in the long run.<br/></span></td></tr></table></div></div></div>