Jack turned to Prince as he brought the boy who'd walked in over. He was tense, as the cat man tended to make him feel due to his fear of cats, but the boy, well, he was incredibly shy and to be welcomed by the most affectionate and...touchy, member of the guild had to be somewhat of a shock. "Well, I'm sure Master Jack will gladly have you. So will everyone. Careful though, or Hunter over there might knock into you." Jack, in response, smiled at the boy.

"So you want to join. Welcome!" After a moment of appraising the boy, Jack put his guild mark on his hand. A place someone shy normally like, the hand also was one of the most prominent places. Of course, that was after prying the cat man off the poor lad with a bit of...encouragement from a vengeful looking Ammy who happened to decide her scythe needed cleaning right then. "With that settled, Prince, Micheal, Ammy, you may wish to step back." Ammy nods and ducks behind the recently fireproofed counter of the bar as Jack steps forward a bit.

With a giant flare of black flames, Jack yells, "Alright you layabouts, time to put an end to this. You have ten seconds!" The brawling quickly came to an end, and the tables and chairs were once more in their spots with all the guild members sitting at them. Except Hunter, who once more found himself on the beam, this time hanging from it.

"That was a cheap shot..." He mutters as the listens to his guild master. Smiling Jack continues.

"As you all know, the first Grand Magic Games in over one hundred years starts in just a few short months. And we plan to attend. So, over the last few weeks, I've been debating on the best choices to represent our guild for this event. An event..." He pauses and looks over his guild, "That we intend to win!" This is greeted with shouts and applause of agreement. "So, without further ado, our winning team! Hunter Jorgenson!" The Dragon Slayer suddenly finds it in him to get off the beam and land on the floor, letting a roar loose.

"Oh hell yeah!" Jack chuckles and continues on.

"Jackie of the Mist!" He pauses to let her say anything she wished. Ammy Silver!" Ammy, who had stood up from behind the counter, gasps in surprise and then bows.

"I will do my best to honor the guild." Jack looks around and smiles as he points to two of the newer members.

"And last but not least, Shujin Moritz and Zephyr Hardt! Let's hear it for Team Dragon Fang!" The guild comes alive with roars and cheers of encouragement and Jack smiles. Though some of the members were new, that did not stop him from choosing them. Because he felt they best would fit the role of representing his guild.



Damian wasn't sure what to do when first he was handed a head, then the group piled into the guild hall, then had the head abruptly taken back by it's owner. "What in the-" He didn't even get to finish his sentence before they'd all lined up. Damian recognized it as a military formation of sorts from growing up but before he can get any more words out of his mouth, they'd already started shouting. ”Hail, Phoenix Wing! On the behalf of Guildmaster General Sanders and our entire guild, we've come to greet you as noble opponents in the upcoming Grand Magic Games, of the warrior guild Frenzy Plant.”

Damian stood quietly for a moment before glancing back at his guild mates and guild master, unsure of what to do or say. Ultimately, he knew it fell to him though as he was right there. "Uh, right, thanks. I guess. So besides that, is there anything else that brings you to our guild hall? Need information on the area or something?" This was not something Damian was used to, and after the events of two weeks prior, he was sure Penny was getting a kick out of this.

The little boy that was Jamie approached Elyse, giving a bright smile. Jamie knew that the little girl would be upset at Jamie's long absence, not knowing what everyone had told her. Jamie just wanted to give the give a little bit of peace, and assure her that he would be back.

"Elyse!" She said, stopping just short of the tea party.



Jarvis of course knew about Frenzy Plant, and chuckled lightly at their behaviour, knowing that they were strange. He gave then a nod, "well then, welcome to my guild. I am Master Jarvis" That had gotten easier to say these last few weeks, but it still wasn't a title he wanted forever. "I have heard a lot about Frenzy Plant, and I welcome the chance for our two guilds to engage in the magic games, as well as build relations that will benefit both our guilds. Please, sit down, help yourself to a drink and food. I was just about to announce the teams for the magic games"

He looked over the guild, giving a sigh, "Alright then. Four members in each team. I will ot make teams yet, as I feel that it is important for you to train with each other. Lazarus, Damian, Angelo, Maddox, Sasha, Trinity, Joshua, Rose, Kfleo and Nolan"

The announcement done, Jarvis approached the Frenzy Plant members.



Sasha rolled her eyes, seeming to be oblivious to Lazarus's reaction. "I look rested, and healthy, that's all" She said, glancing at the strange group of people who had pushed their way into the guild, "Jarvis is announcing those who will be in the grand magic games." She studied the people from this other guild, Frenzy plant, not sure what to make of them, before looking back to Lazarus, but froze when her name was mentioned for the games. Sasha had no particularly care to be apart of them or not,but supposed now she would have no choice but to train harder then before.

"Well"



Penny was immensely relieved that she didn't have to join in the grand magic games as a contestant. She didn't want to prance around, but she resigned herself to still being there to represent the guild, although she was sure that someone might have to stay at the guild itself, for members and jobs and such. Penny glanced around at all the commotion, and sighed, resting against the bar, she crossed her arms on it, and then laid her head on her arms, not feeling in the mood to approach anyone or do anything.

Penny didn't mind being S class now, but it just complicated things. She looked on from the bench. The weirdos were quite amusing, and she tried to put everything aside, watching them. She sighed again, and pushed off from the bench, risinf deciding to join in on greating them. She plastered on a smile, and approached them, glancing to Damian, "well, welcome. I'm penny, and I shouldn't let you just think we only have one s class wizard, nor let Damian do all the work"



This was a strange way of being brought into a guild, but Gabriel wasn't about to complain. Still, he thought that using his spirits just for sport wasn't a good thing, but couldn't see a way out of it. He sighed to himself, and apologised to his spirits, before summoning Rat, taking out the token that had a sketch of a rat on it, he held it out in front of himself, summoning the spirit.

Rat wasn't particularly tall, but he was fierce, sniffing the air, and glancing to Gabriel. "lets win this, shall we, Rat?" He smiled at his spirit, and watching his opponent, as Rat sniffed the air, his tail twitching, ready to attack. But then Gabriel shook his head, and stepped in front of Rat

"I can't do this, I'm sorry. I can't ask my spirits to fight like this, simply for my own gain. I'll ask them to fight, when the need is great, but not for casual sport. So If I must fight my way in, then I guess I'm going to lose, and I may as well step out now" It was a challenge in on itself, and Gabriel stood there defiantly, in front of his spirit.



Prince was still holding him, and even pulled him into his lap. Michael didn't know if this was something normal for the cat man. The cat man seemed quite scared, indeed Micheal could see such a scar across his chest. Which was when he Realised that Prince wasn't wearing a shirt. Which caused Michael to hyperventilate again. And it was even worse when Prince kissed his grazed Palm.

Michael was sure his Palm must be so sweaty, and that made him even more nervous. He tried to slow his breathing but it didn't help and he was sure that all his blood was now reddening his face. He watched as Prince healed his hands with the Rose, and now he had nothing to try and distract himself.

He tried to focus on something, anything, other then the fact tjat he was sitting in a man's lap. [color=00a651m-m-mahic games?[/color] and then the guild master stuck a guild mark on his hand. Michael stared at it, anazed. Just like that? He smiled, amazed, and in his amazement he relaxed, leaning back against Prince, not taking his eyes off the mark.

Gideon smiled and laughed lightly. "It does seem like people around here are high strung. Umm my name is Gideon Pendragon and yours?" Before he got his answer A new guild had entered the hall and then Jarvis spoke. He had mentioned the new guild and welcomed them. He also gave out the names that would be participating in the games. Someone was yet to be confirmed. Interesting. He drank the rest of the ale he had and returned his attention to the man. "Looks like we can continue now. So fun the games might be." He said placed his mug down. @zarkun

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Karn listened intently to Jarvis before pouting a little as the he announced the teams. Seemed like he didn't make it. Guess that was expected. He did feel a bit down, but he soon smiled and looked to Trinity happily.

"Congragulations Trinny! You're on the team! I'll definitely cheer for you."" he chirped cheerfully. He was happy she made it, it might be a fun experience for everyone. He couldn't help wonder where Zero, Zenoram and Mithera were though. He hadn't seen them today.

It was then he looked toward the Job Board, maybe he should go on a job. It's been a bit since the Dragon job.


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Prince chuckled at the boy's reaction, grinning a little in amusement. "Mhmm yup the Magic Games. Its a nice friendly competition event for wizards between Guilds." he said, before his ears perked as Jack was hesitantly looking at them. Ammy was the one to make the subtle threat for Prince to get off the poor newcomer.

Despite that, he playfully stuck his tongue out at her. The S class could very well beat him up, but he never showed fear to her, just like he didn't for any other. Although, she was pretty scary. Most of Guild thought that too. Perhaps it was because she was one of the first he met when he joined. He was just as clingy to her as others. Though it usually led him getting hit by both her and Jake. But, Prince knew that if he didn't let Michael go, Master would never go near him. So briefly, Prince pulled away enough for Jack come close again.

Once it was done though, the feline instantly glomped onto Michael once more, watching him admire the fresh new Guildmark. Ears twitching as he listened to Jack's announcement, he chuckled at the chosen Guildmembers reactions. Hunter and Ammy were obviously pleased.

"Welcome to Dragon Fang, Mikey." Prince chuckled, watching as Michael seemed to forget his position as he just leaned against the taller figure and stared at the mark.

"I'm sure you will, Karn. Just hope you don't get pitted against a water mage..." Speakin' of water, she's thirsty. The young magess finds a nearby glass and digs out that water lacrima Jarvis gave her. She squeezes some water out of it into the glass to drink, thougb the entrance of Frenzy Plant caught her attention.

They seemed a little militaristic. With a guild master going by Colonel General Sanders and military ranks assigned besides, she didn't really have to wonder why. She watched the calmly, though she was put a little on edge by it. It only reminded her of her trip through Bosco. Not a pleasant memory... but, they seemed nice enough.

Jarvis started announcing the names for the tournament, and Trinity was drinking from her glass of water when her name was announced. Her breath catches in her throat and she swallows wrong, spitting out the sip of water she had in her mouth in a mist. She has a fit of coughs afterward, attempting to calm herself so she can protest.

She sets her glass down as she catches her breath, attempting to call up, "J-" cough cough cough, gasp, breathe breathe, "J-Jarvi-" cough cough, "mmnng! Jarvis? Me? Surely, there are other, more qualified wizards among us. Aaah, what about Karn? He's tough, right? He sounds like an excellent candidate. I... assume we are wanting to win? I mean, if not, then... no pressure, I guess." She was, in no way, good enough with Archery or Arrows magic to be competitive against what would likely be the best wizards from other guilds. Unless... Jarvis knew something?

Karn was already cheering her on, however. "Thank you, Karn, for your vote of confidence, but... do you really think I'm the right choice?"

Fleo Plector – Guild Hall

For a moment it seemed to Fleo that her grouchy friend might open up, but that hope died as Nolan simply apologized and left shortly after. The dusty woman shrugged. If Nolan felt like improving relations with his team, or like relieving any of the weight on his shoulders, he'd do it when he was good and ready. When her own food arrived, Fleo thanked Lucian warmly and began to dig into her honeyed oatmeal with gusto. Her love affair with the sweet porridge was interrupted, however, with the arrival and subsequent introduction of the Frenzy Plant wizards, military bravado and all. Raising an eyebrow at the Dullahan, Fleo decided that she'd have to speak with the group later, both after she'd finished eating and after the higher-ups of Phoenix Wing were done with them. A sudden flash from the direction in which Nolan had departed caused her to look, and to her astonishment the Ash God Slayer used a sword to teleport. "Whoa! Since when are you able to do that?!" The display energized the dusty woman; never before had she seen a magic like that. Nolan's departure for the recently-arrived group, however, caused her excitement to wane.

Fleo had eaten well of the way through a second bowl when Jarvis' announcement left her sputtering. After a second spent wiping small bits of oat from her cheeks, flung there in her surprise, she pivoted on her bar-stool to try and catch the guildmaster's eye. Even though she failed in this act, she felt compelled to deny his decision to the nearest person with a chance of listening: Ariel and Karn. Barely even registering that the schizophrenic was currently in her weird 'Charm' mentality, Fleo blurted out to them, “Me? I've barely even been here two weeks! I'm not even a high A, as far as rank goes! I mean, it's cool and an honor and all that, but I feel like I'm just gonna let y'all down. And there must be loads of Wingers that want it more than me.”



Damian's continued vexation only seemed to thrill Xyster more. “Heehee! You're looking fit to pop! You oughta come by the Frenzy Fort during our volleyhead tournament. I mean, it only happened once, and didn't even finish before no-fun Louvier shot it down, but while it lasted...it. Was. Awesome. I don't think I've been that dizzy since I fought that Spin wizard. You remember that, right Nandy?” Evidently, she hadn't paid attention to Damian's question.

Stammering slightly at the sudden attention, the boy tried his best to think back. “Er, I'm not sure I was with you then...Corporal. As they say, I've got a photographic memory that hasn't developed.” Chuckling at his pun, Nandy happened to glance Nolan getting nailed in the back with Ariel's arrow, and shortly thereafter the sudden union of Balmung and wall. Confusion flickered across his features. “What the...? I take it you all aren't as disciplined here. Er, anyway, we're just here to say hi and look around. It's pretty awesome that they're naming their team, eh, Corporal?” At this time, Penny approached, and when Nandy spotted her he couldn't help but magnetize to one of her more prominent features. Reddening furiously, the boy looked away with great haste, and stuttered, “H-h-hi, Penny. N-no trouble at all.”

Again Xyster rolled her eyes. They fell on Nolan, assisted in part by his interest. "Huh. Small world." She look around at some of nearby wizards. A devilish grin, one nearly fit to split her face in half, appeared. "Hey, to celebrate you making Phoenix Wing's teams, what do you say I play some of you in rock-paper-scissors?"

Meanwhile, Jarvis' offer of food and drink agreed with Harper immensely. Possessed of a high metabolism and always fond of a quick snack, Harper activated her Shinobi magic. Her body began to shimmer, as if its image were breaking apart, and then abruptly phased into two, which zipped sideways, fading as they did. The twin images reappeared at the bar, suddenly gaining color out of nowhere, until they met and Harper was there—all of this occurred in less than a second. After a momentary flicker, everything was normal as normal could be, and the young ninja cheerily requested a pancake from Lucian, adjusting her hat as she did.

That left Joakim alone, occupied only in glancing around the rafters of the hall, for he had spotted coming in a young man jumping down from them, and wondered if there weren't habitations up there. It was to Joakim that Jarvis approached, and after noticing Phoenix Wing's guildmaster, he made a stiff bow. “Greetings, Master Jarvis. Your guild seems very full of energy."



The words of Gabriel caused Andrea to blink in befuddlement, and her circles faded. At this point, it was practically a letdown not to fight. Lazy people found it tough to get going, but she could tell anyone that once they got going, it was tough to get them to stop. Her prospective opponent had seemed so hyped up a minute ago; did he really feel like his companion's ability would be wasted? Andrea considered her own rock monsters. Though made of stone, they were her friends, more so than the vast majority of people, guildmembers included. Yet, she had no qualms about using them in battle, and then never seemed averse to doing so. Looking at the spirit that Gabriel had called Rat, Andrea didn't think that it seemed frightened, or contemptuous. Not for the first time, the towheaded girl questioned herself: was she being selfish by using beings to fight for her? At a loss for words, she looked to Zander, the acting referee.

Zander himself didn't look at all pleased. Now that his helmet was on once more, the only part of his face clearly visible was his mouth, and now it curved into a disapproving frown. “Casual sport?” He repeated, incredulous. “Do you classify all exams as such? It is highly competitive! You stand on the brink of becoming a part of one of Fiore's finest guilds, and you think the need is not great? You made a bond with your Rat, one where he has volunteered to fight for you, but you are unwilling to let him fight for you when so much lies on the line? If that is the case, you lose, indeed.” Zander made a sweeping motion with his hand, and turned away. Most of the gathered soldiers broke the circle and followed him back to the spot where they had been training previously, with a few assorted groans.

Andrea, however, remained behind. With lethargic motions, one that somehow spoke of a very deliberate nature, she stepped slowly over the pulsing ruby line drawn for her and approached Gabriel. Though a vapid look rested on her face, her next words accredited a sharp intellect. “I understand how you feel. A little...maybe. I summon things to fight for me too, you see. I feel guilty using my Rock Menagerie sometimes, thinking that maybe I should be doing more, but I need them. They need me too...without me, they have no purpose. Though I don't always understand them, I think that they think of me as a cause...something to give them excitement, friendship, development...I don't know if I'm making any sense. My rock monsters fight when I can't, and sometimes they get hurt, but the look in their eyes when they win...it's really cool.” Andrea looked down at the floor, and clasped her hands behind her back. “I don't know. I don't think I'm makin' much sense. I'm just a layabout, but bein' a part of this guild is nice. If you, or your spirits, don't wanna fight for a better future...your call, I guess. Maybe one of the other guilds will let you in without testing you. But...we can still fight...if you want.”

Zephyr
Dragon Fang Guild

Zephyr arrived early at the guild, but really all he did was wake up show up at the guild and instantly fall asleep on a bench. Of course he missed the announcement to have a brawl cause next thing he knew he got kicked in the skull. Well he woke up holding his throbbing skull and noted everyone duking it out, so with a grin on his face he activated his Echo suit and joined in the fighting happily. Just as it started it ended with Zephyr grinning widely as he rested his hands behind his head as he reverted back to his regular form. The announcement for the Magic games then came up and surprisingly Zephyr was on the list to participate. This came as a shock to him since hes only been in the guild for two weeks and his joining was literally pushing the doors open using echo to get everyone's attention then challenging the strongest person and getting his ass kicked.

Shrugging he grinned with joy as he joined the roar and cheers which soon died down. He walked around the room then spotted Prince talking to someone so with a mischievous grin he did a full rush and glomped the cat man from behind. "Hey kitty! I remember when you held me like that." Zephyr said pointing at Michael and chuckling. "So what are the odds that every challenge is perfect for lazy males that like to relax and touch machines appropriately?"

James nods in approval of the names Jarvis calls out for the game, though he didn't forget that Gideon had asked a question and he intended to give the man an answer. "Jame Hunt, Paladin Magic user. As for the games, well, this is the biggest event for magic since it first started coming back." Taking another bite, he watches the guild members of the guild Frenzy Plant and laugh.

Damian's mouth seemed to be trying to catch up with his brain and not having much luck. It was amusing to see the usually so taciturn S-Class wizard be so humbled. "So, Gideon, what do you think of our guild? Is it everything you hoped for?"



Damian was at a total loss for words. These guys were pretty inconsistent for a militaristic group. Still, they hadn't done anything to HARM anyone. So, he figured he could stand a little conversation couldn't hurt. However, before he could get anything out of his mouth, Penny came over and introduced herself to the group, saying that they shouldn't be letting him do all the work. He snorts. "Two weeks ago, you'd have been singing a different tune based on the dressing down you gave me. And like I told you last time, I'd already left a good time BEFORE you got back."

Despite his response to her, he smiled. And then his thoughts drifted back to two weeks prior and his smile became a frown. "If you'll, uh, excuse me." Damian made his way to where Jarvis and stood and waited a moment before letting loose a high pitched whistle that grabbed everyone's attention. "Phoenix Wing, I'm sorry to interrupt your merry making and conversations, but it's time you know a little more about me. About my past." He looked over each member, his eyes falling on Penny last before they looked away in shame.

"Two weeks ago, as many of you know, I accompanied Karn, Zero, Mithera, and our guest Melina on a job up to Mount Hakobe. During that job, I discovered that the perpetrators of the disruption were rogue Rune Knights. During the battle, I...I took the lives of two of them." He knew that he should have started with his past, but he pushed on. "You should know this isn't the first time I've killed to protect others. You all know I was in the military before I joined Phoenix Wing. What you don't know is that it was years before, and that I left when I was 16 after wiping out a group of enemy controlled monsters during an offensive for the Fiore Royal Army. My parents were in the military and it's all I knew growing up. I participated in my first battle at eight, repelling an attack on the northern border. I was a child soldier. I...I wasn't completely honest with you all. If you need me, I'll be in my room." Having said his piece, he pushes his way through to the stairs and walked up them, entering his room and closing the door. With a sigh, Damian pulls out Durandal, looking at the sword made from a dragon fang over. Did I do the right thing just now...

Darnit, another failure. Nolan's issue was burried deep. He walked away and the Charm mage let him as other people entered. She was about to run off to greet them when Jarvis announced the people for the magic games. Wow, so many people to talk to.

Her attention was drawn to her temporary teammate, Fleo. Apparently she didn't think she was cut out for the Magic Games. Prancing over she gave her a sudden hug. "What are you talking about? You are a great mage and have an amazing magic." Though her behavior was probably unwanted her words were truly meant by her.

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ZEV
Zev watched the fight play out between the guild members of Dragon Fang. He liked to fight, but he was also the kind of guy that also enjoyed sitting back and watch things play out. It played out with the guild master using god slaying flames to quell the violence so he could announce those who were selected to go fight in the Grand Magic Games, the first one in a hundred years. In all honesty he had little interest in taking part of the games. He'd rather just take his Melanie out to the games and show here what a real battle between mages is really about. He couldn't afford to get hurt if there wasn't any money coming in to support her and paying medical bills would just make it harder on them. His mother offered them money, but he wanted to support his daughter on her own financially. Thankfully his name wasn't called so he was safe for now. Grinning widely he shouted, "Hey Jade Boy, come over here and let's drink to your acceptance!"

NOLAN

Nolan was about to speak to the headless woman despite being more than five feet away from her, but Damian appeared to spill his guts out to the entire guild for really no actual reason. In actuality, Nolan truly could not have cared less with what Damian had to say and really thought he was just being a self-centered prat that felt like he needed to share his story with everyone. It came out of nowhere and hardly seemed to matter. While killing is an act that no one wants to do nor be sought at, it was an action that sometimes is necessary for survival whether it is for their own sake or for someone else sake. Even Nolan feels guilt when killing someone, well depending on the person. Criminals and other scumbag of the lowest kind often meet Hell's gates after encountering Nolan, but for people like Bert there will always be a tinge of regret.

After that little event, Nolan turned to look back at Xyster. "So I take it that you're scoping out the competition? It was obvious that that's what her group was there for. He was just trying to strike up conversation. "The name is Nolan Waltz. I'm participating in the games this year."

Angelo was surprised to hear he was announced to represent the guild for the games and that made Angelo smile wide at the thought of brining honor and glory to the guild in the games. Angelo surveyed the others to see their reactions and smiled seeing trinity choke on her drink at the mention of her name which wouldn't be all that surprising considering that being a member of the games was a big deal. Angelo then turned to Damien who started to talk about his past to everyone about being a child soldier. In all honesty it wasn't all that bad but Angelo doesn't know his whole story to properly judge it that way. Still he was a member of phoenix wing and that was all that mattered.

Angelo got up and went over to trinity and smiled at her "good to know your going to be joining us in the games, if you want you and me can go to the back and train for a while?" Angelo offered since he wanted to help the others as best he could and since he was going in with Sasha, Damien, lazarus and Maddox he wanted to help the ones who he hasn't seen fight yet.

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gabriel

Gabriel narrowed his eyes and said to Zander "you obviously do not
Inderstand. A spirit mage shouldn't abuse their spirits. Yes, I have a contract with them, and they are happy to fight for me, but why should I figjt for the right to be in a guild? That just seems selfish of be, to ask that of my spirits. If you force me to do so, then you aren't the guild I thought you were. My spirits are my friends. And you don't ask your friends to fight for you simply for the chance to get in. I'll fight myself, but I won't subject my spirits to that as if they are slaves." he said, anger in his voice.

"and I al not leaving." his tone had a 'make me' tone to it, and he crossed his arms over his chest, planting his feet.

He looked to Andrea and let her talk, before saying "if I wanted to be in any of the other guilds, I would have gone to them. But I want to be in this guild. And I am not leaving until I have a guild mark. Excuse me" he went over to Zander, moving through the group that were grumbling probably at the missed opportunity for a fight, and he stepped in front of him, expression annoyed. Rat followed him, watching, ever watching.

Gabriel shoved Zander.

michael

Michael jumped at princes voice, blushing worse then before, feeling half a child, and so confused. And a little freaked out. And wondering just what this cat man wanted. He looked about, but no one seemed to think it was odd, not that he tried to watch anyone for more then a second or two.

He squirmed, not sure what to do. Not sure if he would just whisper if he opened his mouth. He glanced down at his hands, at the mark, closing his hand, to stretch it slightlt come on, you can't just sit there. You got the mark! You're apart of the guild! but no matter how he berated himself, he couldn't make himself be better.

He flickered a glance to Prince again, and then away, so nervous and fearful. "uh. T-t-thank y-you" he glanced to his pack, and sighed softly, figuring he'd have to look for a place to stay now. Michael had never lived alone, and suddenly he felt so lonely, wondering how Gabriel was Going.

"uh...w-w-w-what do I d-do now?"

And then someone glomped prince, and Michael practically jumped in the air, giving a squeak.

penny

Penny smiled as one of them seemed incredibly...star s trucked seemed the word. She glanced over at the others, wishing she had names for them, She didn't, so instead she studied them. "Well, Hi" She said, looking over to Damian when he commented "Two weeks ago, I was tired, annoyed and ticked off. I still am, but well, can't be bitter all the time" she said to Damian, but something seemed to change, and Penny watched as Damian went forwards, to address the guild.

Penny's good cheer seemed to disappear as quickly as it came, as Damian spoke. A memory roes, unbidden of her saying that she couldn't trust people that had killed, for no other reason then to kill.

Couldn't she do anything right? She watched as Damian retreated upstairs. She glanced aside, away from everyone, as he thoughts slammed through her mind,not letting her process anything. A child solider? What kind of parents would do that, to their kid? She couldn't understand that.

Why? Why was Damian saying this now? Penny managed to say to those from Frenzy plant "Sorry. I uh, I have to...I don't know" she turned away, darting to a corner away from the others. Could she deal with this now? Could she deal with anything now? She didn't know.

focus She closed her eyes, sliding down the wall, and sitting down, dropping her head into her hands. Damian... There was a difference, she knew, between killing for self gain, and killing for protection. She never thought that Damian would kill for gain. Like she had. It must have taken Damian a lot, to say what he had. She sniffed, realising she wasn't so much surprised by the news, as she was hurt that he hadn't said anything before.

Which was probably for the same reason why she hadn't said anything about killing her adoptive father. So why say anything now? That was something she wanted to ask, but she was scared. She rose, glancing about, and taking a deep breath, she headed to the stairs, and up them. Penny wasn't one to back down from something. But she still knocked on Damian's door quickly before she lost her nerve.

Jarvis

"If you aren't comfortable, or confident, then I can change and offer the position to Karn, instead" Jarvis said to fleo

Jarvis looked around, and gave a smile, nodding, clearly proud of the guild, "Well. It is that. It's also a loving place, a place to be open. It iss...crazy. My members are the best, so I hope you will be ready to face them" he said with amusement, "may I have your names?" he asked, glancing at all the frenzy plant members, but stepped aside as Damian approached.

What had Zenoram and Zero done in those two weeks? Such a short time had never felt like such an eternity. Every moment seemed to be painful as their body recuperated. Karn was clingy as usual. No... Rather, he was more clingy than usual. Why?! Well it wasn't like the one in control would really complain. Not about Karn anyway. Though he was growing increasingly upset. "Why... Why won't you just say... Or... Or do something..." Zenoram spoke to himself as he made his way towards the Guild hall. He was tired, upset. And worst of all, he still hadn't gotten an answer.

"..." Nothing. For two weeks this had gone on. Zero didn't reply or speak to him. After they'd gotten back and set up their things in Karn's place Zero kind of went silent. Then it was just Zenoram. Well, him and Karn. But he spent most of his time curled up clutching the jacket made for him under a blanket. At least for the first week and a half. That time was spent recovering. He hated it. The silence in his mind. And that's how time went on until he was good enough to begin to actually help around. Though he generally spent most of his time out, exploring the town and getting food for the home. He missed most visitors. He hadn't even really spoken with anyone else from the guild in that time. Maybe he should have. but he hadn't. Still, today was a new day. It was tim to put those two weeks behind him. Even if Zero wasn't ready yet.

"Alright... Hopefully, I haven't missed too much." He sighed to himself as he began to move a bit more quickly, making his way to the guild hall. It wasn't paying much attention until he actually reached the doors. There were more people. A huge gathering. "What did..." He was really late apparently. He glanced around until he saw Karn. But he was speaking with somebody. So he kind of just, not so stealthily, made his way in shuffling along the wall. The things you miss in this guild were astounding. "Oh man... What is going on?" It seemed everytime he came there seemed to be some kind of drama or problem. He sighed slipping his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "I should be more open than this... But... What is even going on?" He mumbled to himself.

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It has been a relaxing two weeks for Amaya. She had really 'shed her scales' so to say or she had finally let the ice around her heart melt allowing the true ice Dragon slayer to allow her sweet personality to come out even though she still became very shy among huge groups when the focus is on her.

She had changed her style of clothing as she figured if she was going to start a new and break free from her icy shell she needed to allow change in everything starting with her looks. She put away her winter gear she held dear. Now she wore a simple form fitting open back black hulter top that had a. Large ice blue ribbon wrapped around her true waist. The Ribbon tails were long and reached to the back of her knees. She wore a short flowing blue skirt that was a bit longer then a mini skirt as there was a snow flake engraved towards the front lower left corner. She still wore her large blue scarf as it was sentimental to her in a lot of ways. Her snow white hair was for the most part tied in a ponytail as her hair reached to her tail bone. For shoes she wore some slim open toe ice blue heeled boots. It was strange to her not having her coat but she got use to it quickly.

She was reading a book in the guild hall as it was a normal day of noise and chaos but in truth she didn't want it any other way. She looked up from her book listening to Jarvis do an announcement of the magic games or whatever as she was happy she wasn't selected to be in them. She noticed some other guild more or less invade the guild hall as she kept watched secretly while she watched the action around the guild hall. She was happy that floe and Nolan was both choosen for the contest to represent Phoenix wing.



Rose was pretty much on guard for the past two-weeks more worried that some of the other riders would pop up since death was no longer amongst them. Maybe death was going to be canned soon, just like her. If she had stayed with them. Other then that fear rose went on pretty much the same for the last two weeks. However today was a busy day of serving food abd drinks before she stopped dead in her tracks when she heard her name called as she was chosen to be one of the many members to represent Phoenix wing. " I should decline but I am part of this guild...I should be fine if my matches are over quickly" she told herself a little worried but she pushed her worries to the back of her mind. Her eyes pinpointed each member that was called along with the frenzy plant guild joining them

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As soon as Trinity got a glass of water, Karn slunk lower, body stiffening, seeming ready to bolt. It was pathetic he was even scared by a glass of water but he couldn't help it. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get over his fear of the liquid. When Trinity spit out her water, he quickly ducked under the table as she spluttered in surprise. Peeking his head out when it was safe, he sighed in relief before sitting properly again.

At his friend's words, he chuckled a little. "Of course! The Magic Games isn't about winning. It's a nice thing to do, but it's supposed to be fun and good experience for both wizards and normal citizens in order to show off your magic and hard work. So as long as you try your best and have as a good time, that's all that matters." the blonde reassured with a bright smile.

When Jarvis mentioned his name, his head perked up and his emerald eyes stared toward the current Guild Master curiously before tensing up as Damian suddenly started talking, starting off with the Dragon Job. Instantly, the memories flooded in his mind and his shoulders couldn't help but sag as he frowned a little. Fingers gripping the table tightly as he stared at the wood. He barely noticed he was causing splinters to crack from under his fingers from his strength he hadn't noticed he had.

Karn listened silently but much of it he didn't understand too much. He wasn't exactly culturally knowledgable and a part of him though this 'being a soldier' was just a excuse to kill. But he didn't speak them, and he mentally scolded himself for thinking that way. Damian may have killed them by hand, but Karn didn't stop him either. And that was his failure. It just reminded him, he failed in protecting anyone. And how useless he was.

As he watched Penny, he was about to go after her, but stayed a little. Thinking maybe the two of them needed to talk alone. What would he say to either of them anyhow? He had only killed his mother, which most consider just a accident. He couldn't help but wonder, if he would have to be Damian and start killing. He didn't want to. Because when at Chimera kills, they eat it. Simple instinct and their way of life. So, would he have to be a killer too if he stayed here?

Shaking the thoughts away, he forced a smile once more. It was alright, he would get the needed punishment. Then it all wouldn't matter anymore.

As he spotted Zenoram and Zero, it seemed Zenoram was still in charge. Smiling to Trinity, Karn stood. "I should check on him. Zenny is a bit shy." he cheered before he moved after the Poison Dragon Slayer. Zenoram was kind, helped him sometimes when the blonde was severally ill... But it was only Zenoram. Karn hadn't seen Zero. It worried him... But they were both hurting.

Despite being disheartened by Damian's speech, he couldn't allow himself to be downhearted and had to at least try to be cheerful. There wasn't much he could really do for Zenoram or Zero, other than be there. They weren't used to companionship, probably didn't welcome it right now. But.. It was something that someone needed during these times.

"Hey Zenny! Did you and Zero sleep well?" he asked. He knew Zenoram seemed upset over Zero's silence, but he had to ask. He was concerned over them both after all.

Karn waited for a answer before smiling brightly and glancing to the other Guildmembers. "Everyone is excited. Jarvis just announced the people on the teams for the Magic Games. It's a fighting competition for the Wizard Guilds to show off their magic to both wizards and regular civilians. It's supposed to be all in good fun. It should be a blast participate or watch." Karn happily explained, knowing Zenoram or Zero probably hadn't heard of this event before.

He did sort of leave Damian's speech out. Karn wasn't sure how to speak it really. But he would still answer if Zenoram asked.


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Prince hummed at Michael's question, causing a soft amused grin. "Awe well, you can search for a apartment, choose a room here and settle your things in. Go to the job board and pick out a job, or talk with the others. Or~" Prince purred, leaning closer, gingerly gripping the smaller male's hands and clasping them together between his clawed ones.

"You can go on a date with me and fall in..." he started but his ears twitched as he sensed the incoming danger. But he didn't move and was soon glomped from behind by Zephyr.

At the words, Prince simply grinned and lightly reached and ruffled the glompers hair. "Awe jealous? You're welcome to all my embraces. I just couldn't resist this little cutie though." he chuckled. This man was also a newbie, joining around the same time as the others, but he was quite fun. Fun personality and the two of them got along well. Plus, he was cute in his own way as well.

"Guess Master wants you to actually work at battle. Not so bad, you'll get to meet all sorts of people in the arena." he chuckled before looking to Michael.

"Mikey, this is Zephyr. he joined just two weeks ago, but he's already snuggled his way into Dragon Fang's good graces. Zephyr, this is Michael, today's newest recruit." he happily introduced before thinking.

"So, since announcements are done, want to do a job? Zephyr now has a excuse to train, and it would show Mikey how to do things." Prince chirped. Already perhaps, hogging the newbie for himself before anyone else could steal him.

Damian was sitting on his bed, still with Durandal in his lap, when he heard the knock on his door. He didn't answer right away, his heart racing. Who would it be first that wanted answers? Penny, who already condemned other men who killed? He hoped not, he didn't know if he could face her now, if ever again. Running a finger along the sharpened edge of the tooth, he sighed. The blade was sharper and tougher than any metal wrought blade could ever be. The Weapon smith had made sure of that with a few tests that had Damian holding his breath. Can't hide forever. Time to face the music.

Standing, he spun the sword once before sliding it into it's sheath and approaching the door. As he reached for the door knob, he hesitated. What if it was Jarvis, demanding to know why he hadn't said anything sooner? No, can't do that. No psyching myself out now. It's done. With one more deep breath, he grabbed the knob and turned it, opening the door to find Penny's face. Damian's eyes instantly hit the floor. "I suppose you want answers. Come on in." Stepping aside to let the fire mage in, Damian looked out in the hall before closing the door and locking it. Each person got their own answers and he didn't need someone barging in. Sighing, he faces her. "Ask away. No more secrets."

Fleo Plector – Guild Hall

Smiling faintly, Fleo returned the hug for a moment before attempted to extricate herself from pink Ariel's embrace. “Aww,” she said. She had yet to decide whether the girl's various personalities allowed her to express different sides of herself, or if they were merely personas she was forced to act out, but gestures like these made her lean more toward the former. “Thank you, Arie. Never have I heard someone speak so highly of dust.”

However, she knew that in the hearts of others lay greater conviction and strength than hers. The offer of Jarvis appealed to her reason and her emotion, a winning combination. “That sounds preferable, master. I'll sit this one out and join in next time, using what I'll have learned from this time.” Nodding, and feeling more secure now that she wouldn't be letting anyone down, Fleo settled in to polish off her remaining oatmeal.

Damian's confession seeded new worriment in Fleo's heart. For the first time she looked at the man she'd pulled off the street on her first day at Phoenix Wing not as an idol, but as a hollow, a shell made of pain and regret with nothing inside. Instantly, the dusty woman scolded herself. She knew better than to hear the words 'child soldier' and doubt a person's humanity! Damian had killed, that much could not be denied, and she was definitely not okay with that, but first and foremost in her mind she thought of the swordsman as a hero. So what if his spirit turned out to be more aligned with antiheroism? To Fleo, it did not matter what a person had buried deep inside, but what they did that mattered. Damian's blade, to her knowledge, cut ever toward the path of good nowadays. A dubious past tainted, but did not spoil, that image. Still, the deaths of two people, so recently too...

Unable to find any words of encouragement, Fleo was also unsure if Damian truly deserved them. Plus, Damian's departure prevented her from finding the time to think of any. Fleo rinsed down her oatmeal with a sip of milk and went to find the man called Karn.



The smile that Joakim offered contained a surprising and ironic warmth for one so accustomed to cold. “A fascinating idea...a guild where individuality, rather than unity, is the key. I think I'll enjoy my time here. You must be slightly mistaken, though. The group here today is not, in fact, the representative team of Frenzy Plant. With one notable exception, their services were best employed elsewhere today.” During a momentary pause, Joakim shuddered, and tapped his ribcage staff beside his foot to refresh his cooling aura. Instantly he seemed more at ease. “You have my assurance that even if our finest soldiers don't reign victorious, they shall challenge your best within an inch of their lives. I am Lieutenant Joakim Fortinbras, and here we have Privates Saxum and Rewman, and Corporal Xyster presiding.”

“Many people look at our guild's name and find it lacking,” he continued, getting into a storytelling mood. “They say, what is a plant compared to a dragon, a phoenix, anything. Certainly, a blade of grass may be plucked from the ground with ease. But from its roots it will return. No natural disaster, legendary beast, or manmade cataclysm can stop the plants from reclaiming the earth. Seeds are blown by the wind, roots seek deep into the soil, and so the forests rise. Nature finds a way, no matter what, and never stops growing bigger and stronger. The same goes for us. We may burn a million times,” he said proudly, watching Xyster playing rock-paper-scissors with knowing eyes, “But we will rise a million and one.” He glanced at Jarvis, slightly embarrassed. “Forgive me! Stories are one of my great loves. Thank you for your hospitality, good master. We shan't plague your hall for long.”



The tension in the room shot to a precipitous high as Zander, for once unprepared for surprise attack, regained his balance. With a guarded dignity he turned to face Gabriel, his hand close to his sword and a suppressed anger on his face as he looked down on the boy. “That was...unchivalrously done. Even the S-rank wizards of other light guilds would have beaten to the curb anyone foolish enough to trifle with them. In the spirit of civility, however, I will forget that happened. And...I will give you a second chance.”

On the other side of the room, the silent general nodded. A smart commander did not allow people to get beneath his skin easily, but also didn't let them think that such passes were permissible. He glanced briefly at Andrea, who seemed more than a little put out by Gabriel's total disregard of anything she'd said. Sanders clucked his tongue once; it was hard enough to get the poor girl to interact with anyone but her own rock monsters. A complete stranger ignoring her would likely set her back weeks.

Back on the training floor, Zander finished his thought for Gabriel. “A soldier that turns aside new brands of thought closes himself to learning. You've got a very interesting brand of thought. Let us see how well it serves you, in a test of your own physical aptitude. This guild has professional standards. To get into it, a test is not optional.”

“Private...Beardo,” Zander singled out a heavy-set, red-haired man, but not without difficulty. Somehow until now, Heisty Beardo had gone completely unnoticed by practically everyone in the room. Beardo's remarkable lack of presence was infamous in the guild, but it was not his stealthiness that Zander would be calling into action. “Please use your Smithing Magic to supply Gabriel with a weapon if he desires one. You will duel him instead.” It went without saying that if Zander had picked someone like Leixia or Virgil, Gabriel, unarmed and unwilling to use magic, wouldn't have stood a chance. By granting Gabriel an opponent whose only magic was to create weapons, and who fought with his own weapons, the insistent boy stood a ghost of a chance. "Do you accept these conditions, young man?"

Joshua listened as the list of mages representing Phoenix Wing was announced by Jarvis. When he heard his name, he authentically looked surprised. He wasn't expecting to be selected as a representative among the other mages here, especially since he had been with the guild for such a short period of time. He had to wonder if that ticket had earned him a spot on the teams. He hoped not, he wanted to be on them because of his skills and ability in battle. Still, even if he wasn't, he would prove himself to the rest of the guild now.

Looking around the guild, he spotted several of the other people who had been selected for the teams: Lazarus and Sasha, together like always, Angelo, who would probably make a strong teammate, and finally Rose, the only name he recognized and found surprising. He knew Rose was something like the Guild's maternal figure, taking care of everyone as well as she did her own daughter. He had no gauge on her potential though. He had never seen her fight before or get angry for that matter. It would be interesting to see what she could do.

Then Damian decided to steal the spotlight by spouting out his life story. Child soldier eh? So, what was so special about that? The guy fought bravely to defend his home. Joshua would've done the same as a child but the situation never came up while he lived in the north. Watching Damian leave, he sighed and got up, grabbing his katana before following the man upstairs. He was surprised to see someone had gotten ahead of him. Damian seemed to be letting the woman in question into his room. Joshua decided now was simply a time to listen, so he just leaned against the wall next to Damian's door, ready to wait it out until he could ask Damian his own questions. Maybe he would hear the answers before he even asked the questions.



Elyse looked up from her tea party as she heard her name called. She had seen Jamie in almost all his forms in her four short years of life and had memorized the ones the guild master used most often. To say she was happy to see Jamie was an understatement. She ran towards the guild master and tackled him while hugging him before shouting loudly enough that the entire guild might hear her.
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Jack glanced up when she heard her name being announced by Master Jack. Unlike the rest of the guild, she didn't seem particularly excited by the Grand Magic Games. She would treat them simply as a job, nothing more nothing less. She would go, compete, give it her best. She didn't know any of her teammates but she saw no need to go to them right now, so she just stayed in her seat, practicing.

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Gideon smiled at James. "Nice to meet you and yes the games are a huge deal. I got a letter about them from my father a while back saying he hoped to see me in them one day." He smiled wider at the thought of his dad seeing him now. He hadn't visited his father in a while and thought about making a trip after his first job was done. Which brought him to a question on his mind. "So is there any jobs to be done or teams that need any help with any? I am pretty handy with my re-quip weapon magic and I just might have a secret weapon up my sleeve." He looked over at Jarvis and re-thought needing to talk to him. "I was needing to talk to Jarvis but I don't think I need to anymore. Well maybe not. Do you happen to know any group attacking peddlers on the road to Magnolia? I ran into a group attacking a peddler that kindly brought me to town after I fought them off with some help." He realized he was rambling and stopped talking asked the bartender for a plate of what ever she had. The food came and he thanked her as he ate and waited to see if James thought he was crazy or not.

"Angelo." Trinity spoke his name as greeting, though she lacked enthusiasm at his offer. "I'm... not convinced I should be the one to participate." She shook her head softly, frowning.

Karn's words of encouragement elicited a sigh from the minstrel. She slowly turns a smile and faces the youthful, feminine man. "Thank you, Karn." She hears Jarvis announce Karn, in response to Fleo's protests, but nothing to her own. Karn had alreafy addressed her concerns, she supposed. "And you can participate, too. Maybe we should team up?" She smiles calmly, though Damian decided he needed to announce something, himself.

More drama, it sounded like. She supposed that, if he really felt the need to announce something like that to the guild, the "right time" was... very specific. This was as good a time as any, but she couldn't help noticing Karn's... distress.

She reaches out a hand and lays it in his shoulder, seeing his tight grip on the edge of the table. She didn't know what happened, or just what Karn was feeling, but... he should learn to rely on her a bit more. That mysterious mage of Karn's, from before, had asked her to look after him, and she had no objections to such. He was sweet and kind and so naive, he rather needed it.

Karn excuses himself, and Trinity nods, "alright. Do what you gotta do." As she lets him wander off, her ears catch another approaching. She turns and smiles, lifting a hand. "Fleo. Lookin' for someone?" Over the last two weeks, she'd learned the names of most of her guildmates, though she hadn't necessarily spent time with them.

She turned to Angelo, an idea striking her. "Ah, maybe we should invite Fleo to train with us, too?" Since they both lacked confidence for this, maybe they could boost each other.