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[right][sub]Rising Starborn Guildhall[/sub][/right]
That chef was amazing for cooking for this poor girl. And this poor girl was amazing for holding on long enough to get at this place right her right now. Everyone here was amazing. Matthew knew that he had to join this guild. He just had to. It would be good for him, finally a place that would actually feel like home. Of course his foster family was nice, but these people loved magic just as much as he himself did. And they all seemed to have such great stories to share. They all fought their own battles and that was simply amazing!

Matthew wanted to talk to the homeless girl, the one that they called the other new recruit. But it didn't seem as if she was interested in him. In that case, he should just leave her alone. She was probably just tired, or in pain, and he had to respect that by keeping his distance from her. But there were so many questions he could ask her! How she became homeless, why she looked that poorly maintained, how she managed to get to this guild, why she wanted to join this guild, what her magic was.

And that chef! What motivated him to cook for all of these people? Why did he do it? And was he a wizard as well? What was his magic type? Did he use it to cook the food? Was it MAGIC FOOD?! That sounded amazing! Could the candy in his hair be considered magic food? His hair was magic and the candy was in the hair, so by that logic that candy was magic! All candies are magic, they just taste so amazing! What was he thinking about? Oh right! Why all of these people were so amazing!

Should he go over to that woman again and ask her how she thought of ordering that dish? If it was her favorite dish? No, it probably wasn't a very good idea. She didn't seem to be in a good mood either. How could these people be in a good mood and a bad mood at the same time? Was something influencing their mood? How strange...

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[right][sub]Rising Starborn Guildhall
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After declaring her interest in finding a job and earning her money fair and square, she agreed to follow the woman and get herself cleaned up. How could everyone be this nice to her? The woman wanted to help her look less like... whatever she looked like... and the chef had started to cook for her without any ulterior motive. She wanted to think that there was more to it, that there was something dark hiding behind the good intentions that she simply couldn't see.

After getting cleaned up, she took a seat at an empty table and looked around to see happier faces and people getting along much better than she was used to seeing. Her life had revolved around people doing what they had to do and ignoring everything and everyone else. These people... genuinely wanted to be here... and be there for each other.

The other new recruit obviously grabbed her attention as well, no one could possibly miss his presence. He seemed to be so happy and enthusiastic to be there that it both made her just as happy and incredibly annoyed. She didn't quite know how to feel about him. And it didn't matter hwo she felt about him. She needed to just make herself seem useful and strong, so that these people would give her a job. It didn't matter who they were, they were giving her a chance and that's what counted.

While sitting in one of the boots waiting, she took the book that she had carried with her. The book contained a lot of different magic types and she loved reading about them again and again and again. By this time, she had memorized every word of every page, but it didn't matter. She remembered the last time she was at the library and how many books she was able to read. It was sad that the time was over, but at least she had this one book to remember that place by. Reading it gave her comfort.