Shujin

He simply looked at Lazarus. "You know... seeing you stand a top the sacred alter, with that evil grin on face, almost killed me. I'm glad that you managed to find yourself, find such loyal friends, and become the man that my brother was truly meant to be. I wish I could make it all go away. But I can't. This is the one job I cannot refuse from the royal family. Your acts cannot go unpunished." The ice prints on his armour melted away as his metal heated. "It is true, I would rather see this man dead, than in a cell. That does not mean I wouldn't give him a fair trial. It is not up to me to decide his punishment. The gods themselves will decide that." He looked down. "I am not an enemy of Phoenix wing, nor do I wish to be. But... no matter how you try to help him, Lazarus Rex's heart is black. He cannot be saved." He increased the size of his blade via moulding, just in case anyone tried anything.

Lazarus

The cuffs were broken, and he rubbed his wrists. Given everything that was being said, he was just glad his guild had his back till the very end. He smiled a little, before remembering the situation. Sasha said that she loved him. He was taken a back, and opened his mouth to say something. He couldn't. "I'm sorry Sasha. What I did can never be repayed. I can't say the same thing to you, even if it's true. I wont let you live a life without me, if that were to be the case." Telling someone you loved them too, right before you were locked away for life, didn't seem like a fair act. "Shujin is not lying." He looked down. "It's true." His voice shook. "I tried to change, to make up for everything. I forgot the magic I had learned, and started to use angelic magic. I joined a wizards guild, Phoenix wing, and for a while... I even believed in myself that I had changed, that all was forgiven."

"Amaterasu, formula 100!" Lazarus cackled, standing on top of the sacred alter, black hair trailing over one eye. "Disappear you bastards!" He laughed at the priests cowering, huddled together in the middle of the room. A couple of them said goodbye to each other before the spell was cast. The purple magic fired, blasting a concentrated beam of destructive magic downwards, killing the priests instantly. When the dust settled, nothing was left. "Hahahahahaha!" He laughed once more. Nothing left. "Weak scum!" He grinned, turning on the spot. Between him and the door was his 'father'. Lazarus grinned, arms crossed. "You told me that this magic wouldn't bring me happiness. LOOK AT ME NOW! I am truly happy!" He grinned. "Thanks for raising me... I'll make your death quick, dont worry." He pointed his hand at the elderly man. "Disappear." He charged up black energy in his hand, ready to fire. He suddenly stopped, feeling a tug at his leg. He looked down. "Get away Shujin-kun." He was hell bent on destroying everything that had held him back so far, but before hand he had decided that he'd leave his fellow orphan alone. "Get out off my way Shujin-kun... now...." He was intimidating and scary to the kid a fair few years younger than himself. Once Shujin had moved, he look back up. The elderly man he called father was nowhere to be seen. A sudden rage took over him, in which he unleashed his magic, bringing down the pillars in the chapel. He walked out, dragging Shujin by his collar, as the building collapsed. "Learn the way of Zeref, and join me brother, or leave me be." The younger boy had heard to stay away from those readings, and declined. Lazarus looked at him. "Farewell." He turned on the spot, and walked off, in no particular direction, leaving his brother behind, who was crying in front of his burning home.

".... and that's how it began." He croaked. "I don't need forgiveness... I just need to pay for my crimes."

"You're a better fighter then I thought you would be." Joshua said, approaching Angelo. He looked like he could be doing better. Other then the cut on his shoulder, he had a shallow one on his left cheek now, but other then that, he seemed relatively unharmed. He glanced around at the people who had been rescued and the bandits on the floor that Angelo had knocked out."My knock out count right now is about thirteen, maybe fifteen with the last batch I took down. How many do you think we have left to take care of?"



Elyse smiled as Prince came over and offer the play, but before she could reply, the feel of the room changed and she didn't fail to notice it. Looking around, she spotted Sasha in her new form and she could sense the tension coming from that particular area, causing her to look afaid.
"Mommy..." She murmured, afraid to speak higher then a whisper incase the fighting came her way as a result. This also made her afraid to play with Prince for the same reasons, even though she wanted to. None the less, she moved closer to Prince and hid behind him, as he was closer to her then Rose.

Amelia was surprised when Master Jack came back and mentioned that he would be willing to answer her questions before he took off the interfere in the fight between Sasha and some person she didn't know nearby. She had been listening in and knew that the man was trying to arrest Lazarus for charges that seemed fake. Lazarus had been one of the first people to greet her into the guild, along with Sasha. To see Sasha this upset and Lazarus in trouble made her angry. When Jack came back to answer her questions, she kept watching the fight, the gems on her wings glowing slightly. She was still tired but if she needed to interfere, she wouldn't hesitate to help out her guildmates.
"I just wanted to know about the cat-person. Do you know how he ended up looking like that? He's the first person I've met to have... extra features like me. I'm curious as to how he got them." She said.

Jack watched things play out from the doorway, her eyes narrowing as they focused on Shujin. He seemed to be looking for trouble. Even if she was low on magic, she could still interfere and put the man in his place as needed. She wouldn't step in or interfere yet, but she slipped a dagger into her hand just incase. Best to be prepared after all.

Now that Fleo had stopped suppressing her fatigue, her tiredness affected her severely. After collapsing into her bed, the dusty woman was out, every inch as quick and unceremonious as turning off a light. Nolan's knuckles rapping on her door did little to shake her stupor, and his greeting went unacknowledged, for Fleo was somewhere else.

In her dream she stood at the center plaza of the town where her old guild had resided, and around her in every direction there stood uniquely familiar, yet indistinct figures. She could look at their faces, and their clothes, and their bodies, but she didn't remember them; all she knew was that these were people she'd met before. They were standing quietly in a circle around her, grimly motionless, all the more threatening for their lack of vocalization or action. With lethargic movements and soft steps the crowd slowly pushed in. Fleo sought in vain for an escape, turning around and around in an increasingly wild panic, until the figures stood clustered around her. They raised their arms and reached for her with grasping, grabbing at her bandages and tugging with persistence. Against that many people, and against those she couldn't help but feel she knew, Fleo was powerless to resist. The crowd stripped her of her bandages, leaving her dust limbs horribly exposed. Scared now that these people were not merely attempting to probe at her secret but intent on using her for some sort of purpose far more dire, Fleo began to fight, but the instant her limbs touched those around her they began to disintegrate. She cried out in a low, soul-felt fear as her limbs melted away, and the rest of her fell to the pavement. Around her loomed those faces, previously so familiar but now unmistakably inhuman and dreadful, and as Fleo impacted the pavement she sank through it, plummeting into a deep, dark pit from which she might never again see the light of day. As that tiny spot of sunlight drifted farther and farther away, Fleo's torso began to disintegrate too, as if it were also mere dust. By the time she was lucid enough to scream, her mouth had already gone.

Back in the room, the sleeping Fleo whimpered and fidgeted. Her left arm, as if in response to the events of her awful dream, had begun to fall apart.



Grinning widely, Nero attempted to address Ayame's questions as she slung them. “A train's a lot like a room if you're inside it, but with moving windows! Even though it's going faster than a beggar to the bread lines, it doesn't really feel like you're moving at all when you're in it.” He scratched his clean-shaven chin with a gloved hand when the young girl mentioned money. “Now that you mention it, I didn't pay anything. I guess ol' icy drawers paid for the whole squad, tehee. I'll do something nice for her some time to make up for it.” As for Lazarus, he couldn't quite say. He glanced again at the angelic boy's prone figure with Shujin attending, but nothing interesting had happened yet. Nero shrugged. “He'll be fine in a little while. Wizards have an infuriating tendency to get over normal debilitation pretty quick.”

When his little companion mentioned his clothes, Nero chuckled. He had noticed the state of her garb, but declined to comment to see if she'd explain it herself. Nero snapped his fingers, summoning the power of the Law of Raiment, and instantly swapped Ayame's clothes for identical, clean ones of a slightly darker color scheme. What had before been white was now a cool blue, and what had been red shone now a radiant purple. No speck of ice cream now besmirched the image. “Right as rain! There's not a thing in the world that a little magic can't fix.” Her next news aroused his intrigue, but its lack of specificity kept Nero from inquiring further. “Weird. Guess this guild is a magnet for trouble.”

Just then, the conflict between Shujin and Lazarus emerged. Nero watched with squinted eyes and a toothy, derisive grin as the Metal Make moulder revealed himself, validating Nero's suspicions. The dark mage received no time to boast, however, as further events developed quickly. Nero found the sudden details about Lazarus's past to be surprising, but he didn't greet the mentions of mass murder or dark magic with contempt or fear. There had been more than sixty-three people at Strychnine when he had blown his top, however, but their deaths were hardly on his hands. Since then, Nero had purposefully restrained himself from dishing out deadly curses, for aside from potentially bringing vengeance upon him, death had always seemed to him too...unremarkable of a solution for curing some of the world's ills.

In quick succession, though, both Sasha and Jarvis arose to oppose Shujin. Nero laughed out loud. Knowing the guild members would leap down his throat for what he was about to say, he kept his voice low enough so that only Ayame could hear. “Heeheeheehee,” he giggled, “So, the guild's comradeship and love trumps law, justice, and reason. Truly incredible. I really should join this guild; if I'm phony enough about who I am for long enough, the people will like me enough to let me get away with anything. So Lazarus has hurt people in the past. With magic like ours, it's not uncommon. But he has run away from it, pretending to be someone he's not. People can't ever escape from what they've done; they can only run from it, or learn from it. I've owned my mistakes. I'll get my punishment some day, and so must he. Karma is the ultimate law in this world.” But Nero didn't move from his seat. In a place where might made right, he had no hope of influencing events in Shujin's favor. Unless...?

Nero smiled again, and positioned his hand facing Shujin. If a fight erupted between the metal-wielding Rune Knight and the Phoenix Wingers, he could secretly boost Shujin's magic power. It wouldn't be enough to make him win -such a thing wasn't possible- but it would keep the fight from being totally one-sided, and allow Shujin to make a noble attempt to do what he thought was right.

Jack thought for a moment on how best to answer Amelia's question. As scared as he was of the cat man and cats in general, he'd never been able to get an answer out of him about why he looked the way he did. "Truth be told, child, he's never said and he has never answered the question, even when I've asked him. And after the spectacle you saw earlier when he jumped on me, you can imagine how difficult it is to get close enough to ask him for me. I apologize, as I'm sure that's not the answer you were looking for." He looked towards Prince, a thoughtful look on his face. Just what was the catman hiding?

In the end, rather than hurt his head trying to figure the strange man out, he choose to look towards the continuing confrontation. It would seem the lad thought them all fools and continued trying to talk them into handing Lazarus over. The revelation that he had done the deed was unsurprising, but it seemed to shock many others.



James had sat quietly and mostly unconcerned with the entire confrontation, but the display from the other guild master had him quite shaken. Damian was strong, Jarvis and Master Jamie were strong, but Master Jack...he shuddered as he considered the implications of fighting him. However, when Lazarus said he was still a guilty man and needed to pay for his sins, James stood and walked up to the man and put a hand on his back. "You want this man judged by the gods? Fine."

James had only used this spell one other time and it was incredibly taxing. But it had a way of finding a person's true nature and feelings and making them suffer for it for the rest of their days. The man he'd last used it on was still in the hospital, reliving the murders he'd caused once a day. At first he'd thanked James, but now he cursed him, because his humanity had returned and he spent his days repenting of his evil. Of course, he had yet to truly feel sorrow for what he'd done if the visions and pain still returned. "On this day, gods of the heavens, I ask thee lend your judgement for this soul. Show us what his true nature is and if it be evil, let him feel the pain of his sinss everyday until he truly repents for his wrongs. Blood of the Lamb."

The moment the spell was finished, everyone could feel a presence in the room they couldn't quite explain, and Lazarus felt the pain he'd caused by the deaths he had caused, relived every moment of that night in vivid detail, even more so than when he himself remembered it. Somehow, he was in the minds of those killed and even in the mind of Shujin the night he killed the people who had raised him. It was all over in mere moments and Lazarus found himself on the ground, panting, even as James fell to one knee, his face whiter than Damian's hair for those who'd seen it. "This man is guilty as accused, but he truly hates himself for what he's done." He started to sway side to side. "There...is..your judgement..." And with that, James fainted, falling to the ground unconscious.

The newly decided teammate's further adventures in search of an apartment ate up a decent amount of time. Two other locations were visited in which one was nicer but it bit more pricy and the other was older but more affordable. While Magnolia sported many other options these three seemed to be the closest to the guild hall. Having pretty much discussed the middle of the first being a good choice they headed back to arrange everything.

Thankfully Sayuri, as she'd said earlier, had the first few months covered. This would give Ariel a chance to get some jobs under her belt and pay her back and start contributing. Assuming she could stick around the guild hall long enough without getting overwhelmed. Though over time she would adapt aparently. Realizing she'd left her things behind Ariel headed back after they had at least a room.
@Demous

Arriving at the guild she approached with some caution. There were a lot of people there but so far she was fine. Maybe it was the sudden appearance of all the magics that threw her off. Assured that she would be fine the new Light mage went in without much fuss. Still a lot of activity. Quite outside of the loop in such a short time she glanced around for anyone familiar. Where had she put her things anyway, probably near one of the tables. Weaving her way around she started looking belongings.

@Lugubrious
Nolan glared at the door for not receiving any response from Fleo who must've been asleep. It was something that Fleo could not be faulted for and Nolan knew that, but after coming this far he wasn't going to back down now. Knocking again repeatedly with much more force there was no response to it. He gritted his teeth and heaved a heavy growl like sigh, clenching his fist Nolan more or less rammed his against the door. In response, the door flung off its hinges and slammed against a wall, imprinting itself against it. The god slayer just stared at it in silence then looking at his fist, then looking at Fleo that somehow was still asleep even with the loud crack of wood slamming against solid stone walls.

Thankfully there was light in the room so he didn't have to feel his way around. Nolan walked slowly in the room, making sure that he wouldn't trip over anything in the room. It wasn't like he needed to be careful of waking Fleo up. That seemed to be an impossible task on its own. He was very close to Fleo now and heard her whimpering and tossing and turning from the nightmare that she was having. As Nolan made his step, he accidentally stepped onto something round and rolled on under his foot. Nolan jerked forward with no way of fixing his footing, landing on something soft face first. They seemed to be round and comfy. "Huh, what's this?" Nolan raised his head up only to then realize that he fell onto Fleo's chest region. Oh shit. He thought to himself.

Trinity had been perousing the job board when she remembered she had that flyer from earlier. She looked it over again carefully, thinking about if she alone might be enough. It sounded like a sizeable operation, and she was a little suspicious of why they chose the night of the full moon. Yeah, it's easy to move, but isn't it too predictable? For the purpose of organization, perhaps... well, she couldn't take on a bunch of dudes just like that, no matter the case. Too dangerous to go alone, then. With a good portion of the guild tired, and some of the few able already off on missions, she didn't know who she'd ask along. Nero, perhaps... hell, maybe she'd just make him join the guild.

It wasn't really that long before Shoe Chin Shujin and Sasha started yelling again. "Nnngh..." She replaces the flyer in her hand and grabs another, without really looking. Something for 100,000? Whatever. As serious as all this sounded, there were enougb cooks in this kitchen already.

With that, she bustles out the door. Instead of actually going out on the job, however, Trinity turns sharply and approaches the building. She should position herself where she could fire from out of sight. Drama or no, it didn't seem like this guy had proof. Someplace she could watch, but remain mostly unregarded. The good place would be... a roof! She rounds the building, looking for a good place to climb up. Once up top, she draws a Net Arrow, though... wait, who's that, up here on the roof with her? A mage, she could sense it. Suspicious. You shouldn't be here. She readies her arrow and approaches to a mkderate distance. "Who goes there?"

@Amaya Tamashii@Joshua Tamashii

Prince smiled a little toward Rose and tipped his hat a little. "Thank you kindly lovely lady. You're quite kind to this feline." he chuckled, ears soon twitching as another dramafest erupted. It made him ponder if this Guild was in reality part of a soap opera. That be amusing. Still though, arguments ran and tensions rises as the Phoenix Wing members stepped up to defend their Guildmate.

Even Guild Master Jack gave his two cents.

The tall feline could see both sides, to a extent. On one hand, if Lazarus really committed the crimes that affected someone, he should someone pay some punishment and at least a fair trial. On the other, it seemed Lazarus was already trying to redeem himself by being in this Guild, despite how tactless it seemed. Prince pondered if he should step in, but this wasn't business that was really up to him. He'd stsp in if things got chaotic and people got hurt, or if Jack told him to but but for he was more focused on those who could get in the crossfire. Namely the little ones like Elyse.

As Ariel returned, he pondered for a moment. Tempted to go over and ask the wizard if he could use her magic since she seemed to have the most besides Jack. Prince could go after Shujin, in the name of defense but he wasn't sure on that. Yet he found that taking care of others was more important then hunger so he smiled and looked to Elyse who cowered behind him in a effort to hide from the rising tension.

Bright cheerful smile upon his fanged lips, he gently patted the top the little girl's head, ears twitching a little before placing his hat on top of her head, which probably engulfed her vision, but it showed off his ears and catlike eye more now.

"Awe don't be scared little lady. No ones going to hurt you. Silly grown ups are just a little catfight. Kitty will make sure you and your mommy are okay, right?" he chirped with a deep purr.

His ears twitched a little as he heard that he was being discussed by one of the older little girls and Master Jack. But he pretended he didn't notice and simply let his focus be on Elyse. While also listening and glancing to the little confrontation to be sure it didn't get too serious.

Sasha was scared. Scared because she didn't want to be alone again, scared because Lazarus just seemed to have given up, and that wasn't something any of them did. Scared, because a part of her felt like she deserved this. And scared because Lazarus couldn't see what this meant. None of them seemed to have grasped it. "you're wasting your time, in your blind rage and grief. Zeref' Magic was supposed to have been nullified, a hundred years ago, when Fairy tail took him, and his dragon down. No one is meant to be able to use it. The fact that someone has, that Lazarus has, means that there is a greater threat out there. Zeref Magic isn't truly magic. It's more possession. You cannot fault someone for Not being strong enough to deny zeref. You're wasting your time, when you should be putting efforts into finding out just how someone was able to use his magic" her voice had that same cold, logical quality to if.

"I told you, I don't care" sasha said to Lazarus, "Jaleel killed many, and yet, he made up for his crimes by helping others, and helping Fairy Tail take down Zeref. Why shouldn't you be given that same opportunity? Besides which, I will not have you judged by someone who has already deemed you guilty, And already stated they want to kill you. We will go to Liana"

And then of course, James had to step him. It wasn't what Sasha wanted, and cold anger swarmed up, at this. Why would he do something like that, especially when it seemed to take a lot out of him. And didn't seem to help much, in anycase. except stating what she had been trying To say, but didn't just seem to be getting through. She sighed softly, doubting that it would now. "he's paid everyday. Can someone's goodness, outweigh the bad they have done? Would not your "priests" have hurt Lazarus more, because of the magic he weilded? Perhaps if they offered understanding, he would have Perseud heavenly magic from the beginning. A child, unable to comprehend that magic was feared, and considered evil? Anyone would turn to anything that offered understanding, and happiness, even if it was a false one. So I will not have him judged by you. Or anyone from the Royal guard. We will go to Queen Liana, and put an end to this" she said forcefully to Shujin"and perhaps she will listen to me about the threat this means. Get out. We can get our own way there"

timelord

The timelord chuckled, stepped out from the shadows, "ah, the arrow mage. Hiding up here? Or just don't want to get involved in your guild mates dispute? I must say, this is more of what I was expecting then in balsam. Such power and beauty, more suitable to an ice wizard. A pity the rest of you ah ent shown much just yet. Tsk tsk. Well, I can always continue to watch" they said with amusement, clearly unafraid of Trinity's arrow.

"well, little arrow mage, I imagine you are just bursting with questions" the timelord was cloajed in his cloak, face covered, but his hands were bare, the mark clearly seen.

@Joshua Tamashii

what you thought I couldn't fight? I said I would become and s ranked wizard and I cant be that if im weak" Angelo said laughing a little then he asked how many they have left so Angelo started to count it out in his head since he said that he took down at least 13 or 15 and Angelo has taken down 12 here and around for when he got to the first group he would then have 16 so if he counted down how many he saw when they first arrive to how many they taken down Angelo then guessed "if they have the numbers I assume they have then we may only have 11 or less to deal with since I counted 40 of them when we arrived" Angelo said deciding to go with that which meant the last ones would be the hardest to find if they weren't smart enough to leave immediately when they noticed most of their buddies went missing.

Lucas listened as Amaya took the ice-cream and exlained that she wants her magic kept secret. "If you dont want you're magic being told. Then i'll go tell Nolan and Fleo right now. Oh and by the way, Fleo came over before, you should be getting paid soon." Lucas looked down at his body, realizing he is still shirtless. "And i'll go see about a shirt replacement" Lucas said with a smile and slight chuckle. He saw Nolan get up before after Fleo. They must be up the top there... Lucas started to go upstairs when he heard a crash, a wooden crash. Lucas raced up the rest of the way and entered the scene. Lucas was shocked to see Nolan's head on Fleo's chest. They both looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Lazarus

James cast a spell, and he felt it just like everyone else. Pain rushed to his head, deep pain. The kind of pain that makes you talk. He grasped Sasha's wrist hard, before yelling really loud, to let something out.maybe it was to get some attention. He calmed, and loosened his grip. "You don't understand. Zeref didn't find me... I found zeref!... Don't you see? At the time.... His readings seemed so.... So powerful. So hungry for destruction. I did not use his magic. I couldn't despite my best efforts. Zeref was cursed... He does not choose to use his magic. I learned some Amaterasu formations, from the readings." He sighed. "I couldn't explain it, being able to use magic like that. I felt so powerful, like nothing could hold me back anymore." He panted a little.

Shujin

He did try to remain his composure. "Well there you have it, a confession." He deformed his sword, sure nobody would try anything. "Yes. If it were up to me, I would kill Lazarus right here. Wouldn't you kill whoever murdered our parents Sasha?! They didn't die of old age now did they? And they aren't exactly anywhere to be seen." He calmed himself again. "However, it is not my job to judge, it is my job to capture and or kill. A member of the royal family passes sentence for all cases such as his now a days. I'm sure liana would be present for this one." He turned and sat down in a chair. "You want to take him to liana? That's fine. But I'm not leaving his side. I've been looking for him for too many years. I won't risk loosing site of him again." He nodded.

Locating her things she snatched up her pack and slung it over her shoulder. Alright, so that was sorted. Taking a glance around she noticed Prince. He was an odd one as far as he could tell. However she did take a swing at him earlier when he was just dancing around and having fun. Firey her didn't have much manors. Walking over she smiled a bit and noticed his ears move. The cat features were curious. But that could wait for another time.

"Hello again. I just wanted to apologise for my behavior earlier. My personality is not always the easiest thing for me to control. I think I'm starting to understand it better. But yeah, sorry about that." Offering a hand to shake she hoped there were no hard feelings. So far little seemed to phase the cat man much.
@Joshua Tamashii@Silver Fox

"Tss, great, it's you." Trinity groans when the other mage speaks. As if she hadn't already had enough of this guy. She glances briefly at the mark on his hand, though she makes no remark of it. She makes it a point to continue to glance at it, as though it was distracting. If she can get him to talk about it on his own, he might say something more useful than if she were to just ask about it.

"Why are you watching us?" He was either gathering intel or testing them. She has a feeling the former... why watch them now, otherwise. But to what end, then...? "Do you know who poisoned Shujin that other jerk Lazarus? Who?" Was it him? She kept her arrow leveled at him, but she knew it wouldn't work. He'd just make it age to oblivion... and his goal was observation; revealing any of her cards would be foolish, leaving her stuck with an ineffective threat. Damn...

Gideon was still admiring his new magic and wondered if any of his other weapons held spirits like Arthur. Either way he was feeling pretty damn good as he road in the back of the peddlers wagon. Suddenly the driver yelled from the front of the cart that they were approaching Fiore. Excitement filled Gideon and he jumped off the cart and ran ahead. The cart driver laughed as Gideon kicked up dirt making dust clouds behind him.

As Gideon entered town he gasped at the sights and smells. The place he grew up in was dull and boring as he was almost never let out of the house until his butler had adopted him and then he was only going to work and to the house half the time. The rest of his time was spent sword fighting. Practice made perfect. Before he knew it he had already ran past two guilds advertising for new members and wound up in front of a guild hall called Phoenix Wing. He wasn't sure if they were taking new members or not but Gideon awed at the building. In his head he thought that this was meant to be because what better symbol of rebirth than a guild named Phoenix Wing. He pushed open the door a little too enthusiastically because it slammed against the inner wall. "SORRY!" He yelled into the room and stepped in with Caliburn over his shoulder and a huge grin on his face. He looked around and noticed two things that stood out. There was a person passed out on the floor which he guessed might be ok for a guild hall. The second thing however was a bit more off. There seemed to be a commotion going on. He wasn't sure what exactly was going on so he yelled again. "Hello over there? I..umm..wish to join up!" He held the smile and Caliburn. Wondering if he would have to step in to help a guildmate in need.

Sasha sighed heavily. She didn't want to travel anywhere with Shujin. And if she had her way, they wouldn't be. She ignored Shujin, and just focused on Lazarus. The ice had cracked where Lazarus had gripped her hand. She didn'tt seem to notice. "You have power, of your own. And nothing can hold you back, except yourself. Zeref doesn't need to go to people" Why was no one listening to her? as her own magic started to were off, she began to feel, tired, angry, and hurt. The ice began to disappear, and with it the power.

She looked to Jarvis, the new master seemed troubled, but at least seemed to be following Sasha's thoughts. She knew that he couldn't \leave the guild, when so much was going on, but he at least seemed to be prepared to help. Sasha froze suddenly as Shujin mentioned her parents. She turned, slowly, a cold, dark expression on her face.

"No one murdered my mother or Father. The ice broke, and we fell in. It was my fault. My magic had jut manifested, and I couldn't control it. they died, because of an accident. But if they had been killed, I wouldn't justify murdering their killer as anything but murder itself. Two wrongs do not make a right, something you obviously have not been taught. Get out. NOW!" Her hands slammed into Shujin's chest once more, and the remains of her power and strength slammed out, to send him flying, towards the door.

Jarvis finished the job, lifting Shujin up, and throwing him out the guild, to leave him sprawled on the ground, on the street. "If You were wise, and we have seen nothing to support that, you will stay out of this guild. Step one foot in the guild, and our alarm system will activate. While I'd love to see you burned to a crisp, I'd rather not clean up the mess" Jarvis turned, heading back to Sasha and Lazarus, but stopped as Gideon entered and spoke.

"one moment" Jarvis said politely, and spoke to Sasha, handing her a handful of Lacrima's, "A couple of teleportation Lacrima, a communication lacrima, and an energy lacrima."

Sasha smiled, relieved, and took them. "Thank you. Come on. I want to speak to this worlds Liana before he can get there" She said to Lazarus, activated a Lacrima, to teleport them to Cronus, and the castle.



Jarvis took a deep breath, before turning to Gideon, plastering on a smile, he said "Sorry about that. So. You wish to join. Well, we are always accepting members. I'm Ja-Master Jarvis" Jarvis corrected himself, groaning inwards and cursing Jamie.

He took a moment, to let worry slip in and to push it away. He managed another smile, although at this point, jarvis just wanted to lie down. He glanced around the guild, eyes flickering to the door to make sure Shujin wasn't going to come back in, and back to Gideon.

"name, magic, and guild mark colour and location is all i need to know, for now. If you wish to stay here, we take a percentage of your earnings each month for rent and expense, that way, if you don't make much one month, you aren't constantly scrambling for money to pay rent" Jarvis explained.



Time Lord chuckled, and looked back to the guild as the Shujin was thrown out. "now if I told you that, what fun would I have?" he said, stepping closer, he gently took the arrow out of her hands. "I'm sure you don't really want to waste this, little archer"

He handed it back to Trinity. "You are correct. I crave information, and what's a little harmless watching? I have not attacked you. Well. Not directly" he chuckled, "As for Lazarus...I cannot tell you. I lost sight of you all for a moment, and I suspect that moment was when the poisoning happened" He seemed to truly regret that. He gave a soft sigh, and looked back to Trinity.

"I really do mean you no harm. I just wish to...observe. I have a mission"

It took rose a awhile to properly Clean, Prepare and cook the Large fish that was about her height and a little wider then herself "I hope he likes this and eats it all..."She said to herself closing her eyes as she focused some of her dark energy into her hand forming a knife as she made severald quick cuts above the fish before the knife dissolved and the fish was cut into more managable bits. she got a large mixing bowl for the fish bites before quickly making a simple dish she knew Elyse would love to have as she always seem to want Mac n' Cheese with hotdogs.

"Alrighty."She commented making sure the kitchen was cleaned once again before carrying the two bowls out. she stopped at the door sensing and hearing the situtation as she moved into the guild hall watching the situtation as she movewd to prince and elyse. She sat the bowls next to eachother at one of the tables close by before watching. she let out a sigh of relief before calling over to Prince and Elyse "Food is ready for you both come get it while its nice and hot."She commented to the two before heading back in the kitchen bring out two glasses of milk



"It is safest for everyone to keep it as much as a secret as I can till I can properly speak with our guildmaster...You should really join this guild Lucas...You would fit in well here."Amaya commented gently before she smiled putting down the Ice cream feeling a bit better but still weak. She watched him speak of going to get a new shirt which caused her to let out a light laugh of how he hadn't noticed till she pointed it out to him. She watched him run off as she looked around taking in all the sounds like the sound of a large disagreement to a near fight. She also heard something crash upstairs along with hearing a little girl and some cat like creature speak. Wow never a dull moment huh.

Amaya looked over to Jarvis introduce himself as the guildmaster...which striked her as odd since she last heard Jamie was the guildmaster right? So much had happened while they were away. She hopped off the table slowly moving over to Jarvis "Uh Master Jarvis...Can I speak to you in private about something I dont wish to discuss openly yet...it has somewhat to do with my reason for coming here in the first place."Commented amaya feeling somewhat dizzy as she shaked her head not giving in to the fatigue and exhaustion yet as the small nap sorta helped.

She cheerfully smiled at Nero still in full attention of what he was saying about the trains. She only had a few train toys when she still was a tad long. Towns people would bring some toys with them for her whenever they were getting the goods from the farm she lived on. It always made her extremely happy to be able to play with something more boyish like instead of those frilly girl dolls. It was one of her dreams to ride a train over the farm fields where you could watch far over the horizon with only vegetables and fruits. Nero said it didn't feel like anything all to special but he must have been in a lot of trains before so he probably already got used to it "Did it take long to get to the place you were going? Let's go together sometime!" She cheerfully giggled close to his face and sat down again. She angled her head at him hearing the weird name and his somewhat weird laugh "Ol' icy drawers? Who is she? How have you met her? Did I meet her before?" She pondered leaning her chin on her arms again. She heard Nero talk about Lazarus and in general about all the wizards "Really? I never heard that they had a positive point like that before."

She softly squealed feeling her clothes move out of nowhere. At first she taught someone was trying to pull her clothes of of her. Her reflex immediately kicked in and tried to hold her clothes. It took a moment for her to realise that it was Nero his doing. He had swapped her clothes to some new fresh ones. She still had a red blush on her face but began to smile seeing how he had done a little upgrade to her new clothes "Oh new desing idea of yours?" She looked around her body inspecting the new clothes. Nero seemed to rely on his magic a lot, it sure was handy and easy to use but some normal hand washing would have done the same job, it would only take a few minutes longer. She gave a nod "Must be nice to have such magic. Sure seems handy most of the times. Never need a second pair of clothes in your case." She cheerfully smiled at him again giving a nod in the progress "At Least there are some interesting things happening around here."

She noticed Nero was watching at the commotion that was going on and it made her curious herself as well. She turned her head at the others heard Nero silent talk not specifically at anyone. Why was he talking so softly? was it something only she could hear? Her head shot to Nero again hearing what he was saying. She wanted to comment on it but he might get mad at her for saying such things to him. She turned her head to the commotion again and began whispering "Joining a guild like this to get away with anything bad that was an 'accident' isn't something anyone would do, it will probably work if the person in question is befriended well enough with the guild like that guy over there. That person should have some self shame however, betraying good people that care for each other like that." She kept staring at the commotion and wasn't gonna question what Nero was doing with his hand before she heard him out.

A sudden jolt permeated Fleo's nightmare, fragmenting the dreamscape and reeling her consciousness back to reality. Her eyes blinked open, their first subject the uninspiring ceiling. It did not take long at all for her to become aware of a pressure on her chest, and turned her eyes thereabouts to find the source of the discomfort. She froze as she witnessed Nolan, looking very unnerved himself, sprawled upon her with his head between her breasts. Like a red tide, a furious blush spread over her face, her magenta eyes opening ever wider as her skin assumed the color of a radish. Then she exploded.

Fleo's limbs literally detonated in an explosion of dust. Clouds of the irritating particles billowed out into the hallway and out of the uninstalled windows. Over the din of the eruption, a voice, flustered, mad, and highly embarrassed, bubbled forth loud enough to penetrate walls and floors. “OFF! I'm almost ten years older than you! I thought you couldn't stand women!? You can't stick your face in a lady's boobs until you've at least gone on three dates! Are you some kind of pervert!? Why are you in my room!? Lucas, why are you here!? Did you put Nolan up to this!? How dare you! Funjin Bakuhatsu!”

More dust exploded out of Fleo's room, sending the boys into the hallway. Fleo, wearing only shorts and a tank top, though with her arms and legs fully reformed and covered in bandages, stormed out with another Dust Bomb ready to throw. In the commotion, she had apparently found her headrag, for she was wearing it again, though she didn't look pleased. In fact, Fleo's expression was very confusing; it was roughly half murderous, and half struggling not to burst out laughing and the look on the boys' faces. “Who's ready to sneeze for a week straight?”



The cheerful responses of Ayame, occurring just before the events concerning Lazarus, elicited cheerful compliance on Nero's part. When asked who 'Icy Drawers' was, he had pointed to Sasha, and when she remarked about the handiness of his magic, he declared, “Yessiree! When it comes to combat I'm downright awful, but when it comes to helping or hindering there's no-one better!”

Then the confrontation occurred. For a while it looked to Nero like the whole thing would be resolved peacefully, and so his hand had been lowered when Sasha attacked Shujin and Jarvis removed him from the premises. Nero cursed inwardly, not wanting to upset his little friend. It had been an embarrassing one-sided fight after all; now, nobody would take the metal-molding Rune Knight or his ideals seriously. It took the Genie a moment to fully comprehend what Ayame was saying, for her reply didn't directly parallel his, but was constituted of her own analysis of the situation worded in her own way. Nero smiled dejectedly at the girl, bemoaning himself for trying to impose on her his views. Perhaps she had a better grasp of the situation than he did. After hearing the confession of Lazarus, he lost interest in interfering with the matter. His voice regained its usual volume and joviality. “I guess he does feel shame after all. That's a good start. I hope this queen judges him justly. Not fairly—justly.” In his eyes, fairness was a concept created by the weak to take advantage of the strong, but that didn't need to be injected into his rhetoric now.

"Tch." Trinity snatches her arrow back, watching Time Lord with her edge of suspicion. She steps around him to watch Shujin, though she keeps an eye on the mysterious figure with her. "You're at least mediocre at manipulating the truth. You haven't done anything to us... yet. But that doesn't mean you won't." She waits for Shujin to try and do something. If he tries to bust back inside, Trinity would respond with her Net Arrow.

"The fact that you're on a mission concerns me more. It raises the question... who are you here for?" She turns again, whether Shujin decides to go back toward the guild or not, and gazes pointedly at the mark on the stranger's hand. "You represent a larger body, do you not? I assume you observe for them." She starts to prepare a Fire Arrow, though she makes no show of it. She had another trick up her sleeve, too, but this was too soon to show it to him.

She hears... some kind of ruckus from within the guild hall, even through the walls. Some yelling, she thought she saw a puff of dust come off the building... what was going on?