♪ The Mechanical Composer
♫Phoenix Wing Hotel Lobby | Interacting with: Jane Addeson @Zarkun
The tournaments closing day brought up many different emotions among all the members of Phoenix Wing. No doubt their guilds efforts would incite pride and respect in anyone who looked upon the participants. Everyone wished the best for them; sharing in their eagerness and feeling nervous with them. Even Isabella, standing in the hotel lobby all dressed and ready for the day, had butterflies in her stomach. Though she was not nervous for the reasons that everyone else might be. She rubbed the sleep from her tired eyes, covering her mouth while she exhaled a drawn out yawn. The previous night had been restless for Isabella. How could she have slept after a day like yesterday? All through the night she had been thinking about the person she now called her friend, Jane Addeson, and how marvelous the idea of spending the rest of tournament with her would be.
The young lady helped herself to a slice of toast at breakfast, spreading the bread with a heaping of strawberry jam before heading over to a vacant couch. She watched the crowds in anticipation, hoping to spot Jane among them. Occasionally she would swear that she'd found her, only to be disappointed when it was someone else. In the back of her mind she knew how ridiculous she must look, waiting on another with as much eagerness as a dog to their master.
I must be out of sorts to be acting this way, she thought to herself. She nibbled on the crust of her toast, reminiscing over the last few months she had spent with Bullet. His companionship had been well appreciated, and he was Isabella's very best friend, but she couldn't help but feel it was different with Jane. There was nothing wrong with having a guy as your best friend; but there was just some things you could only bond over with another girl.
In her unusual mood, Isabella hadn't even realised that Bullet wasn't in the lobby. She was about to ask around if someone had seen him when suddenly she noticed a familiar face descending the stairs of the hotel. Swallowing the mouthful of toast she was currently working on, Isabella stood up and practically glided over to the bottom of the stairs.
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Gooood morning, Jane!" She proclaimed, a bright smile plastered across her face. "
Today's a big day, I hope you rested well."
☠ The Beast
☠Crocus, Street Markets | Interacting with: Marlene Evangeline @Lmpkio
Much like his partner, Bullet had not slept at all the previous night. His thoughts kept going back to the day prior, where he bitterly wished it had all been a dream. The time they had spent with Jane had shown the boy a side of Isabella he hadn't seen in a long time. The way she looked at Jane with such intrigue. There was a time where Isabella used to look at him like that. How could he possibly have slept with the thought that his best friend might be starting to outgrow him?
Bullet had spent the morning wandering around the markets near the hotel. Stalls were still being set up, with aroma's of various street food wafting through the air. Unfortunately, Bullet did not have much of an appetite this morning. Like a spoilt child, Bullet was resentful of the fact that someone had come in and taken away her attention from him. He hated himself for letting himself feel this way, especially after he had made a few rude outbursts in front of Jane yesterday. He had woken up early in a cold sweat, deciding that he had needed to clear his head with a walk.
While wandering through the stores, his attention was brought to a young lady with glasses and brown hair. She looked as though she had just run a marathon. There was something familiar about her, but Bullet was certain they'd never met. Perhaps he had seen her at the hotel? Was she a member of the guild? If so, she must have been new.
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That must have been one hell of a morning jog. You doing okay?" Bullet smirked, turning to face Marlene. Perhaps socialising with someone new would be just what he needed to get out of this rut.
❀ The Demon Hunter
❀Crocus, The Loom Cafe | Interacting with: Ethel Storm @Lunarlors34
Rosalina lifted her cup of tea up to her lips, blowing the aromatic steam off the top before taking a sip. The strong, bitter flavor was just the right perk up she needed to face the final day of the games. The amount of work she had to do, all obstructed by the event. She could simply not attend, but to do so would not reflect very well on the council. Looking around her, Rosalina noticed that there weren't many other patrons at the cafe with her this morning. The thought of almost the entirety of Crocus gathering in the stadium brought an amused smile to her face. While she was not one for large crowds, Rosalina had to admit that she enjoyed seeing Fiore unite over a little friendly competition.
Rosalina finished her drink and placed a few jewels on the table, tip included. Seeing as there was no one else at the cafe, the waitress was quick to clean her table. Departing the cafe, Rosalina was barely paying attention when she felt someones presence near her. Her gaze shifted to a young girl who she was about to collide with. As if on instinct, Rosalina immediately halted before she walked into Ethel.
"
Pardon my carelessness; my thoughts were elsewhere." The older woman gave Ethel a quick look over, feeling something strange about her.
"
I'm sensing quite a substantial amount of energy from you. Similar to a mages, but also unique. How strange." Rosalina's mouth clasped shut before she slowly bowed her head. "
I'm sorry, that was a very rude outburst. Please forgive me. My name is Rosalina Idwal." Rosalina removed the glove from her right hand before extending it out to Ethel. Normally Rosalina wouldn't have the energy to want to stay and speak to strangers, but this girls unique presence intrigued her.
✖ The Hawk
✖Crocus Stadium Council Quarters | Interacting with: Sayatachi Nijiko @Lmpkio
Walking with a brisk sense of purpose, Constantine was ever eager to fulfill her duties to her captain and then promptly leave the stadium. Despite being told to pretend to be amused, the Knight saw no point in acting as if she cared for these games. The Grand Magic Games always meant crowded streets, increased crime rates and a lot of snot noses wizards trying to pick fights out of some guild pride bravado that only reinforced just how childish they all were. If there was one thing Constantine couldn't stand, it was immaturity.
She swiftly made her way up a flight of stairs, greeting other knights and officials along the way with a curt nod and nothing more. She didn't even bother to smile at them; not that they'd know with her wearing the full face visor she usually did. When she reached her desired floor, she took a sharp left and made a bee line straight for the council chambers. She stood outside the door, letting herself sigh. Constantine would need to prepare herself for interacting with the person Rosalina had sent her to find. With a quick turn of the handle, Constantine pushed forward into the council chambers where Sayatachi Nijiko sat in preparation for the games.
I hate this woman, was the very first thought that had come to Constantine's mind when she had laid eyes upon the council woman. Rosalina always showered her with praises on her she was a valuable member to the council, but that was not Constantine's issue with her. A very stubborn old woman, Constantine usually never moved past her first impressions of a person. It just so happened to be that her first impression of Sayatachi was that she was a gaudy narcissist, and she wanted as little interaction with her as possible.
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Lady Nijiko, I require your attention." Blunt and demanding, Constantine possesed none of the careful politeness of her Captain when she spoke. She was an honest woman, so she saw no need to hide her displeasure at the fact that she was asked to fulfill this task. Without even giving Sayatachi a chance to respond, Constantine placed a clipboard and pen in front of her on a desk.
"
Captain Idwal requires your signature and approval on this report of the events yesterday involving two Knights and a young mage named Nolan Waltz. I must insist on this being done promptly; my Captain does not like her paperwork to be late." There was a sense of urgency behind her tone, as if she was more interested in being able to leave rather than Rosalina's reports being filed promptly. Constantine took note of a few other individuals in the room, but she felt no need to address anyone that wasn't Sayatachi right now.
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