<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/abmek7f.jpg)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/cFWgpCT.jpg)</div><br/><em>"A sad truth, though we should never deprive ourselves of life for fear of danger..."</em>she cooed, her soothing voice and hands trying to work the hardened bunny into a state of peace, if only temporary. The emotions that were stirred by her words, she knew them, felt them, experienced them alongside him. After a moment he would feel a tear land on his forehead, the sect's heart just as wrenched by his years spent deprived of affection. However he would also feel a flood of joy as well, sweetness to wash out the bitter. For as sad as she felt for his past, she was filled with great happiness to be here in his present.<br/><br/>Her smile turned a tad playful when he asked her to show herself,<em>"Oh? Do you wish to know my truth? Or are you perhaps still just curious about my abdomen?"</em>she teased, little giggles tickling across his mind,<em>"Alright, allow me to show you how..."</em>she said, closing her eyes, and his as well. What Juro experienced weren't really 'memories', or at least not in the way he might expect. There was no picture show of past events, sights and sounds neatly displayed before him. No it was much more abstract than that: fractured words, swirls of emotion, brief flashes of whatever sense had been most strongly associated to each memory. Not just sight and sound, but smell and taste and touch. It seemed very chaotic and overwhelming at first, like being tossed about in a whirlpool, but like a whirlpool he realized that it was not total chaos. While everything seemed to whip about in random directions, they all still formed together into one continuous flow, and with the flow the spirals formed, the patterns established themselves. Juro had no way of piecing all this information together into any kind of coherent thought, but he got the feeling that it would not be impossible to do so, that someone who spent years mingling with others' minds, like the sect girl had, would be able to make order from this chaos.<br/><br/>And that is what she did, as Juro would feel a presence near him, almost as if it were taking his hand to guide him. The swirl slowed for a moment, granting him a more clear look into what lied within. He receive a slew of more concise emotions: that comfort of a big happy family, the great pressure of status and expectation, feelings of inferiority to her sisters, feelings of guilt for looking at her precious sisters with such envy, the longing to see beyond the walls, beyond the roof....<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>"Princess!"</em></span></div><br/><br/>A male voice suddenly shouted across Juro's mind, cutting through the dream-like haze and snapping them back to reality.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>"Princess Eucera!"</em></span></div><br/><br/>Another voice, this time a woman, called out as well. Through the crowd near the center of the casino Juro would spot two humans frantically looking about, clad in armor very obviously themed after bees or hornets. They were currently shoving their way past the other guests, searching for someone, a Princess. It probably wouldn't take Juro many tries to guess who said Princess was...<br/><br/><em>"Damn! I thought I gave them the slip!"</em>the girl mentally cursed,<em>"come on! we gotta go!"</em>she said, grabbing him around the arm and pulling him to his feet, trying to get him to come along with her as she ran towards one of the side halls.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ab9mZw0.jpg)</div>LUNAR KNIGHT<br/>Hp: ? ? ?  Armor: ? ? ?  Damage: ? ? ?  Phase: ? ? ?<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Abilities</div><div class="spoiler_body">Lunar Phase: <br/><br/>Moonveil: <br/><br/>Crescent Slash: <br/><br/>Lunasynthesis: <br/><br/>Slay the Dead:</div></div><br/>Katra's shout for the guards echoed down the alleyway, though there was no way to tell right away if anyone had heard it, and if they did they would still take time to arrive. For now she was on her own, as she well understood, just her, the Knight, and the dead man at it's feet.<br/><br/>The Lunar Knight gave no reaction as she conjured her two handed morning star, continuing to walk forward at the same pace. However as Katra had not chosen to engage the creature yet, the Knight would raise it's eerie pale blade into the air. The blade glowed even brighter for a brief moment, before the Knight slashed forward in a wide horizontal arc, firing a crescent shaped blade of energy at her.<br/><br/>The gleaming crescent flies to fast to be dodged, cleaving straight through the heavily armored knight. However the blast does not collide with her armor, instead it passes straight through it, seeming to hit her directly. However even then the attack seemed to pass straight through her without drawing blood or leaving physical wounds, though the damage to her soul was very real.<br/><br/><hr/>Defy Danger roll failed, take 5 damage.