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"I hardly think you could judge any of us, as someone who didn't bother to help at all in the battle." The teen growls, being more than frustrated at what was left implied by Gem, though it wasn't just the old man that pissed him off; the purple-haired girl and blonde jackass would come to mind. Lobo kneels down to pet one of the ethereal fiery wolves that ran back up to his side, he eyes the monster trapped within the cage of shadow, "Besides if it weren't for the others being nearby I definitely would have had little trouble with torching up that thing. Weaklings tend to do that." Clearly displaying his savage streak before he gets on his feet and walks up to Gem, the pyromaniac looked down onto the older man with a cold gleam in his eyes, "I'll stay and hear whatever you have left to stay. This world has some precious few things I want to protect after all.

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@RinOkumara Wait when did that happen? 0-0

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@KatherinWinterFire ain't that effective on ooze it seems like. Talking like Yoda I am.

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@King Tai I dunno, go ahead and try, see what happens. A dumpster to the face would be unpleasant for anyone, even for a walking pile of sewage^ Though I dunno with Lobo's wolves and the joint effort between Jarek and Roxy attempting to cage it.

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@King Tai Well I got Lobo with his wolves pinning down the monster, you should go for it^

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Oh, who reds to be introduced into the role play? I have a couple of ideas

@Caits

That was an option? Dang it, my bad^

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@RinOkumara@KatherinWinter Does Sven know how to use a gun, particularly something like the AK14?

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@KatherinWinter Lobo ain't a fan of following instructions^

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Nicodemus Flamel

Location: Phoenix Wing Guild Hall

Nicodemus Flamel, sole heir to the royal Flamel bloodline of old, would make his way through the bustling city of Magnolia after months of hiding from authorities and travelling the lone road, at last he would soon step out of the shadows and make the first step to claim what is rightfully his. What distinguishes a king is his kingdom and the support of his people, to gain the former he must earn the latter and to do that he must show that he is willing protect their interests and declare his supreme authority with no question. Joining a magical guild was, without a doubt, the right way to accomplish all of this and more, that being said what better guild to join than arguably the most powerful, Phoenix Wing? Easily fit for any royal to join with pride.

Broad shoulders open, a slight but noticeable tilt of the chin upwards and the graceful strut down the road speaks bounds of his aristocratic nature which is fortunately obscured by his more.. lower-class attire, not gaining too much attention as he proceeds to search for the guild hall. A small downturn of his mouth is all his thoughts would reveal about themselves; he was unsettled by the quake that had rippled through the earth of this land, something that wasn't natural per se, though this would only be just one of the many worries that was on his mind. Truly the mind of one born to rule is a hefty burden in the guise of a gift.

After traversing the busy streets whilst contemplating on the many matters that plagued his mind, the last Flamel would find what he came looking for. Perhaps the daunting size of the guild pressured others of lowborn heritage but he would feel nothing but the ever so slight eagerness of taking the first step of many into path of reclamation. Always the one for theatric he would manifest a Nordic rune for 'Gust' on each palm, pushing the doors to the guild hall abruptly wide open with both hands, and Nicodemus standing in the middle of the doorway, his golden mane blowing in the wind, arms crossed in a regal manner and his amber eyes gazing imperiously.

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"Sure, 'get rid of the ooze monster' cause no one's ever thought of doing that before." Lobo scowls under his breath before revising his current strategy; his flamethrower attack didn't seem to finish the walking sewage disposal fast enough and the last thing he would want is to run tired in front of these weaklings.. Letting up on the steady stream of fire from the lighter in his hands he would quickly gather the hefty amount of open flames in the alley and after a whole minute of intense concentration, visualising the shape and form in his head, the flames would then materialise into two fiery ethereal wolves.

The two lupine constructs of fire were snapping and growling at the teen's side, who was catching his breath after heavily draining himself during the process. "Sic 'em." Once the verbal order was given, both wolves would dash up and pounce onto the monster, fangs of fire sinking into slimy flesh, flaming claws latching on wherever they could, the two attempting to hold it in place. He turns to face the rest of the group, his aggressive bravado doing best to hide his tired state, "There's your opportunity. Don't waste it."