Elliott took a glance behind him every once in a while, trying not to make eye contact with any of them but Sidious in particular. When he heard Kazehaya's question an exasperated expression crossed his face. "What?! Me? Of course not, I would never do such a thing" He said with more than a hint of sarcasm. "Oh, and Jarvis, a little stronger this round if you dont mind." He turned back to Kazehaya and said "oh its a just a simple red wine, with a tint of something special." he said with a wink. "Ah, Nick, you are looking fine today, And a song? I must say, while I enjoy-" but he was cut off by the ever so wonderful music of Nick.

Sasha rolled her eyes at Natsume. "What? To cowardice to do it? And I thought flame mages were meant to be brave" She said with a laugh, smiling. "But that's okay, cause I'm brave enough" She said softly, then grinned, throwing out her hands to keep Natsume upright as Minah attacked her.

"She's stronger than you, Minah" Sasha said. Was she going to end up fighting two people at once, and fire mages at that? Wonderful. All she had wanted to do was stop this.

She planted her feet, placing her hands on her hips again, and waited. She had no idea what she was going to do. "Do you always have to be so hothead, Minah? I would have gotten to you after Natsume" She let out a sigh as if annoyed, but grinned. This was some of what she wanted, being involved like this. It made her feel welcomed. It made her feel like she could have a good life here.

"Thought so." Kazehaya repliled to Elliott. "Nice song Nick, you might wanna turn it up though." he said. Kazehaya looked behind him and the chaos is far from over. He blew hard and tables and chairs went flying away from them just adding to the mess that already took over the guild.

He stood up and started his way to the request board. He circled himself with air continually blowing hard around him brushing off every single furniture that lies on his way. He looked up to the board where pieces of paper hangs from it. Job requests written with hope of resolution, every single one of them comes with a price. "Nothing really interesting. Who needs to work anyway." he turned his back then dropped down below the board while leaning against the wall. "~sigh~, I'm bored."

Nick stands up and walks over with Kazehaya, a look of indifference on his face.
He asks "Whadaya mean by that? You want me to turn it up to..." *Pause* "Eleven?"
He stares at the request board, nothing holding interest. He begins strumming aimlessly at his guitar once again. He flicks away the stub of a cigarette that he had, and replaces it with a fresh one. He lights it, and waves the match out.

Natsume saw Minah interrupted and all of a sudden she teamed up with Sasha, getting by her side, "If that was directed to me, I am brave. For the record nobody steals Sasha away from me! The only one who gets to fight her is me!." She said with a passionate tone, "Dont get the wrong idea but call this a truce." Thus officially teaming up with Sasha, "What do you say we put cats out of the bag?." Natsume said.

Elliott gave a dip of his head in parting when Kazehaya left but made no attempt to follow him. "I guess its just you and me then Jarvis" He said, rather pleased that everyone seemed to have forgotten who was originally responsible of the crazyness going on.
"Yes I suppose so master Elliot" Jarvis Replied "Here is your drink, with a little extra kick." Handing him the drink.
"Thank you Jarvis." Elliott took a sip of the wine and looked back at the carnage a simple bucket of water had caused. Intact furniture was now the minority, the floor was scattered with debris, sand and mud. half the members had taken blows. and it was still early. "Today is going well" He muttered to himself as he stood taking his drink with him. He walked across the Hall, avoiding any combatants as best he could and only spilling a few drops of his wine along the way. He made it all the way to the door, picked up the bucket that was still laying on the floor and stepped out.

Minah paused, although she did like fighting she wasn’t sure if she could take both Sasha and Natsume on at the same time. Although she could easily take them individually in a fight, she wasn’t sure if she could take them on together, unless she used that. It might be a little excessive for a brawl and she might pass out afterwards but at least she’ll be able to beat them, although she wouldn’t be able to get Sidious back for treating her like a dog...But she can’t back down now just because of an idiot who thinks she was a dumb dog, she needs to prove who is the strongest here! She smirked, “How can I pawssibly lose to the Melon Queen and her Washboard servant? Flame Boost: Blazing Phoenix--

Suddenly a Man angrily bursts into the guild hall, the guildmaster Jamie had arrived on the scene “What’s going on here?!?!” He roars as everyone stops and the room becomes deadly quiet, “Sasha! Natsume! Minah! I told you not to fight in the guildhall!” He paused, his angry frown turning into a V shaped smile and a gleam appearing in his eyes, “I mean look at you, all fully clothed and what not! I thought I told you that you could only fight in swimsuits!” He proclaims tearing off his clothes to reveal a blue and white striped one piece women's swimsuit. “This is the appropriate attire for fighting!” He shouts loudly echoing through the guildhall.

Sasha was a little bit shocked that Natsume came to her sighed, but smiled. Natsume was a good person, when she wasn't all fired up. When Minah went to attack, so did Sasha, starting her hand movements, "Ice make: bear sh-" When Master Jamie came in.

She rolled her eyes, "Sadly, I think the swimsuit looks better on you, than it ever could on me, Master" She said almost cheekily, "Once again, I tried to stop the fighting and somehow ended up a part of it. There's a new guy, wanting to know if he can be a member" She added, waving her hand to the bar, and turning back to Minah, "great fun" She said, "until the next time I try and stop you fighting"

She turned to Natsume, "So...why did you come over to my side?" She asked, brushing back her hair, smiling.

Master came in a nick of time, such a party pooper like Sasha but well, Sasha's not that bad. "It's like I didn't come to your side or anything, we're friends right? We are in the same gang! W-Will you be my friend?." Natsume lets out her hand along with a friendly smile. Speaking of which Natsume in that time of hour will not forget what Minah called her, a washboard servant..... That was very unpleasant.

A parallel of smiles that coincides or congruent to its joy hence flames that are joy bonding with the ice. Another thing that Natsume ignored is Master's stripping habits of whatever attire he shows off, well everytime he shows off, she gets turned off and proceeds to ignore the Master.

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It all seemed a bit too easy. She expected some struggling and the more senior members hogging the good jobs. But alas her comrade candidate picked the two jobs she has been looking at herself. She wasn't certain what kind of magic he possessed, but he wouldn't pick them if he didn't think he could contribute or do them himself, right?

It didn't take a genius to see which job would be easier - Protecting a caravan sounded like actual work that would last for several days. Maho wasn't thrilled by that idea. Humming as if she was thinking about her choice, she pointed to the poster wanting Jack the Ripper. She was about to speak, but another stranger approached, asking to get in on the action. "Hello to you. Well, I can be a bait." Maho said, and vanished. She reappeared behind the two of them without any sound of footsteps. "I can escape if push comes to shove, but I'd need backup actually catching him. Either of you can help?" she asked, not really minding if they all went. If her plan to be a bait caught their eye, she wouldn’t mind having a small army behind her back, and split three ways, the money was still good.

Astaroth was visibly unfazed by Maho’s antics, replying only with a curt nod. He returned the caravan mission to the board, and then turned to the two girls that seemed to join him. “So it’s us three, then?” he asked evenly, double-checking if they were with him or not. He had seen Elize in the guild before. She was a B-class mage if Astaroth remembered correctly, so he shouldn’t have to do too much protecting. Maho he’d never seen before, so the blue robed mage didn’t know how she’d fare in a fight. She had also volunteered to be bait for this mission, so Astaroth had to watch out for the inevitable ambush this Jack the Ripper would attempt.

Elize chuckled at Maho’s little disappearing act, but something at the bottom of her stomach warned her that it was a dangerous position to be bait for this guy. She didn’t really doubt their ability to handle the situation, but the risks were there, and a good wizard had to keep those in mind. Then again, even if they were faced with nigh impossible odds, Elize would most likely still go. She turned to Astaroth, “It looks like it. That jerk’ll be off the streets in no time!” She affirmed, giving an excited fist-pump to show her enthusiasm. It came to mind that she didn’t actually know what Astaroth could do, but hey, he looked like he could hold his own.

Maho smiled for real this time, her mood up. The other woman’s cheerful attitude was rubbing off on her. Picking the job was hardly time to celebrate though. It still needed to be done. “Umm, my apologies, but I am still new here. Would you mind if I ask what is it you do?” she asked shyly, and switched to her mental voice, ”I already shown you my cards, I am skilled in concealment magic and a telepath. And the name is Maho.”* her voice said in Astaroth’s and Elize’s heads.

“Telepathy and invisibility, huh?” Astaroth parroted Maho’s explanation back to her, “Neat. Sound’s useful, Maho.” He already knew what Elize did, so he needed no explanation from her. Astaroth turned his attention to the other guildmembers in the hall with an eyebrow raised. It was an all-out brawl for the sake of brawling, it seems. “I’ll…” he eyed the crowd, feeling obligated to break up the fighting, “meet you outside.” With guildmaster Jaime now fully involved, things could get… rowdy.

Without another word, Astaroth starting to make his way out of the guild hall. As he left, he whistled a jaunty tune louder than your average whistle. In fact, he didn’t even really need a trigger; all the mages were plenty distracted already. With that in mind, he simply reached out with his magic to seize the minds of all the guildmages, sans his team and Jaime. Anyone ensnared by the blue robed mage’s Perception Magic would suddenly find themselves completely exhausted and sore from all the fighting, and with their reserves of magic power all but depleted.

After the fighting had stopped, and the people who where fighting cooled off for a few seconds Victor turned his head to the request bored. A few quest were already taken, but the ones that stuck out to him were titled 'in need of a body guard', and 'mow my lawn'. Is the man crazy, who would pay that much to have their lawn mowed. Then he reminded himself of the fact that his wallet was running urging him to take the job, and since he was still waiting for Chloe to arrive at the guild he felt that it wouldn't hurt anyways. "20,000 J for mowing his lawn" he whispered to himself. Many thoughts of how eventful, and epic the mission might actually be ran through his head. What if there are monsters that need to be slain, and he was to afraid that he was going to be turned down even with the cash he offered? The thought of the challenge intrigued him so much that he decided to accept it, and in a worst case scenario he ended up mowing the lawn for an old man. He grabbed the piece of paper, and nodded at the guild mast, but before leaving shouted "Hey Elliot you should join me on this small quest while we wait for Chloe, don't worry we might be able to put your skills to work, and it pays well."

Angelo puked into a garbage bag nearby sighing softly he relaxed once the fighting finally stop but he smiled a little when the Goldwater talked about swimsuit fights with the girls. He thinks he wouldn't mind if it was that kind of fight compared to the death brawl he saw. Angelo stood up and walked to the Guild master and he bowed to him "sir I would like to join your guild if you will have me" he said still bowing not wanting to piss off the guy that could shut everyone else up and stop fighting

After the drama had passed and Avon had fully regained consciousness, it was time to return to the request board! He slugged over there and sat down while looking up at it and scanning the requests again. Who would have though the bodyguard request was still there? Certainly Not Avon. With a bit of uncertainty as well as excitement he decided to sign up for the Bodyguard job. He could feel his two weapons jingle against his side, as if they were excited to be shown the opportunity to draw blood, while he took the sheet with the job and tore it off the wall. The mission was now his.

He excitement boiled inside him as he left the guild, he made a quick inventory check to make sure he had all he needed before heading out. Although before he left to the job's checkpoint, he decided to actually turn back to the guild in order to see if either of his teammates. After all, Avon wasn't necessarily the greatest bodyguard material.

As the sun rose over the Phoenix Wing Guildhall, So did Chloe from her sleep. She had been an early rise as far as she remembered, though, it was more out of habit than anything else. She was expected to get up an hour before the sun rose with the caravan, so she could help pack their things or anything else they might need done. She had no complaints here, as starting her day early meant she could get more things done. Namely, training, drinking, sparring, drinking, jobs...oh yeah, and can't forget drinking.

She rose from her bed. Her home was a simple place, on the edge of town. She preferred that, so she had plenty of room to practice her earth magic. It was a one story three room building consisting of a bedroom, kitchen, and a bathroom. She didn't need any more than that, hell, to her it might as well have been a palace. In any case, her day started as it always did. She had a shower along with some breakfast, before moving outside for a bit of practice and exercise. After stretching, she went about doing her morning workout routine, which passed uneventfully.

She decided that was enough for the morning, and headed to the guild hall, a bored yawn escaping her mouth as she did so. She hoped the guild would be as lively as it usually was. The morning had been relatively boring so far, so she could use a bit of excitement. Hopefully the guild request board would have a good job for them to do. Her funds were kind of low right now anyways, so she could use the money. Approaching the guild halls doors, she kicked both of them open and loudly announced herself.

"Haha! Morning everyone!" She shouted jovially. After a brief second of looking about the place she frowned slightly. Looks like she had missed a huge all guild brawl. Man, that just about killed her mood. She really wanted to punch something now. "Aw man, you guys always have all the fun without me." She sighed as she walked up to the bar and ordered her a drink.

Sasha smiled, ignoring Natsume's hand, and simply hugging her, "Of course I'll be your friend" She said brightly, pulling away. "Your warm" She said with a laugh I was just about to see about doing a job.. The two i want to do are already taken. So I was thinking the body guards one, or the Jara Jam" Sasha said, giving a shrug, "Do you want to join me?" She asked, somewhat shocked at herself that she asked. She brushed her hair back, out of her eyes, and smiled.

Elize simply followed Astaroth out, sighing as the guildmaster had come barging in in some ridiculous get up, which was rather commonplace. Then Chloe burst in. Why couldn't anyone at least try to open the doors like a normal person? She chuckled, knowing that she couldn't lie and say she hated it. Quite the opposite in fact; she absolutely loved it! But she couldn't let her calm demeanor slip, could she? That had been one of the few reasons she didn't get involved. That, and her boots...and the whole guildhall needing to be cleaned afterward...at least it wasn't her problem now!

As they exited the guild, a dreary feeling fell over the hall, something unheard of and completely absurd. Someone must have worked a bit of magic, but who could do that? If she had to guess, it was probably Astaroth, since he was one of the few she didn't really know about. It didn't necessarily matter, though, since she was still chipper as could be. Well, almost chipper, as Maho's newly revealed talent of telepathy partially terrified her. It wasn't very comforting to know that someone could pop into your head whenever they pleased, and her status as a new member put Elize on edge. She really needed to shake that problem.

Once they were on the streets, Elize piped up. "So, how are we going about this?"

Victor turned and noticed Chloe barge in all of the sudden, and smiled. He was glad that she was hear so that the group wasn't incomplete, and even though seemed to get into constant fights, the guild wasn't the same without her. Suddenly she got irritated after greeting everyone, saying "Aw man, you guys always have all the fun without me." Victor let out a hearty laugh, and walked over to her, and whispered in her ear "Maybe you should try waking up a bit earlier next time," and quickly before she could continue to do anything also asked, "by the way if your not to tired, you could maybe even help me, and Elliot on this quest." Everything Victor said would push Chloe to the edge, and he knew it, giving him a huge grin on his face.

Maho's new friends seemed to evaporate as quickly as they appeared without either answering her question or taking the hint and introducing themselves. So much for teamwork. Turning around to follow them out, she just now noticed the mess the guild hall was in, previously too immersed in her own problems to notice. She smirked, pitying the poor fellow who would have to clean all that up. Just the thought of that made her shudder, but it paled compared to the picture of their shameless transvestite of a guild master. Shaking the chill that went down her spine, Maho hurried out.

She caught up just in time to hear Elize ask about the plan. Well, at least they weren't the sort that would jump into something head first. Good thing Maho has already thought of one. "Well, as I said, baiting him out seems like the only sure way to catch him. People trained at police work failed so far, so different approach is needed." she more thought out loud than explained, "Erm, this is going to sound a bit morbid, but we should ask about the victims. We know the Ripper likes to strike in the night and that he targets women, but what kind of women? If there is a pattern to his madness, we'd stand a much better chance of catching him." she said, shooting her teammates a look that asked for their opinion.

Elliott barely heard his name called across the room but Victor had that kind of strong voice that you couldn't ignore. He made his way over to the big man, trying to avoid the debris but it was inevitable. The cloud of dust filling the room was inescapable. He did manage to arrive at the board without too much dust on his clothes but it was still enough to annoy him. “I could do with getting out for a while, what did you have in mind?” He asked looking at the request. “Why would anyone pay that much for mowing a lawn, I wonder? Well I suppose I can't complain about it, im in.”

Chloe's drink had just been poured as Victor walked up. She gave a friendly smile to her teammate as she grabbed the handle of the mug. Her smile quickly faded though, when he began to speak. Up earlier?! was he out of his mind. She was probably up before he was. She just got...busy. "Oi, I was up before you muscle head." She downed the mug of alcohol within seconds, turning back to her teammates afterwards. "I, unlike you, was doing something useful with my morning." She continued, placing the mug back on the counter for a refill. "I feel like punching something though." She continued as she stretched her shoulder, making the guild mark on her left shoulder briefly visible.

"Hope this job of yours has something fun in it. Like punching something." She was itching to get into a fight, though she wasn't going to go out of her way to start one. That would just bring up trouble. She was kind of pissed she missed the brawl here, though, and it didn't help her mood. "So what's the job?"