Is it really too much to ask for some quiet around this place...?
Damon sighed, sipping on his cider at the guild bar. Of course, he already knew the answer to his own question; Yes, yes it was. The folks at Fairy Tail weren't known for their subtlety, and today seemed to be no exception to that. Verin had ran in to the guild screaming something about Wyverns, and most everyone in the guild was in an uproar about hunting the thing down. Gant simply tried to ignore the riff-raff, sipping his drink, looking through the latest edition of the ever-popular 'Gant Gallery' fashion magazine. They'd been having some financial troubles lately, but managed to keep afloat through a network of devoted fans. After all, it wasn't easy to find a good magazine that put a woman's natural beauty in to a good light. Still... Damon couldn't help but worry about his father's company sometimes, even if he turned down the opportunity to run it himself. He received a weakly update in the mail from the current CEO, an old family friend, and had little worry that the woman was doing everything she could to keep things running.
It wasn't until Master Pollux emerged that Gant looked up. He gave the old man a respectful nod of his head as he passed, before turning in his seat to look around at the guild. Seemed a crowd of people were getting ready to hunt down that Wyvern... And another crowd was moving in on the message board. Had it been an hour already? Gant hopped out of his seat, leaving the magazine behind for anyone else who might want to take a look through. He got them for free, after all... Gant soon approached the request board, scanning it over for jobs. Picking flowers? No thanks, far too boring... Then again, he might be able to convince some lady friends to help out... No, then they'd need to be compensated as well. Baking a cake? Gant definitely wasn't a chef by any means, that would be a disaster... A trip to Hargeon? Port town, possible beach, no noisy guildmates... That sounded perfect!
Before Gant could grab the request, he noticed Klisa staring at it. Ah yes, of course she'd want to go, being a Sea-Dragon slayer. Marcus smiled, grabbing the request off the board and turning to see Master Pollux speaking to the two resident Slayers in the guild. The young man patiently waited for the Guild Master to finish speaking before approaching Klisa, gently placing a hand on her shoulder and smiling. He held up the request, as if offering it to her.
"I saw you eyeing the request. If you're interested in taking it, I'd be more than happy to fill in that second spot. Should be a nice break from all the chaos at the guild, and it's pretty a much a paid vacation!"
