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Theo Castille

"As if I'd lie to you. Do you really think that you're that important?"

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a character in “The New Mage Guild; Draco Edge”, as played by Nivosity

Description

Theo Castille

(None. He thinks that his name is short enough.)
16 years old, Male
The Wordsmith - D Rank Draco Edge Member



~ Physical Info ~


Image
{Appearance}
Theo possesses dark inky black hair that falls messily to just under his ears. Eyes-wise, they are a cerulean blue, with the slightest hint of green. His skin is pale, and due to his love of either white or black clothing, it is further emphasized. His clothing is always purposely messy, but he takes great care of his appearance, and is usually seen with a white button down shirt, a tie, and a pair of black pants. It’s not the most comfortable attire, but he prides his physical appearance far more. Expression-wise, he wears a confident smirk, slightly narrowed eyes, and an air of complete confidence - although some say arrogance. He carries himself with regal bearing, and despite his average height, he seems slightly taller due to the thicker soles on his shoes. He is built for speed, not strength, which makes sense given his skill set. His fingers are thin and narrow, completing his appearance.

{Tattoo}
His guild stamp is placed on the outside of his right wrist, and it’s a light sky blue that’s far lighter than the shade of his eyes. Due to his personal liking of it, it is usually quite visible.


~ Mentality ~

{Personality}
Theo is a liar, simply saying. Whenever possible, he will always bend the facts just for the sake of doing so. It’s almost gotten to the fact where it’s almost a knee-jerk reaction to any question. Due to a lifetime of practice, he has gotten quite good at controlling his voice and body language to portray truthfulness, and only the most skilled people in this regard can determine whether or not he’s telling the truth. It’s harder for him to tell the truth these days, and only in the most severe of circumstances will that occur. He possesses a confidence that exists simply because he is comfortable as himself. Also, Theo loves to hear himself speak. He tends to be overly elaborate on descriptions, and basically talk too much. He’s quite likely to be the one who initiates conversation, except he has far more interest in speaking than listening. He also believes that while he may be lacking in the experience direction, he possesses the most raw skill. Whether or not that is true depends. He wants to one day become a guild leader, and thus, is putting much of his energy into ascending the ranks - which means improving his skills. He’ll listen to what people of higher ranks tell him to do, but he’d very much prefer to be in charge of his own actions. As he’s far too new to guild life, he’s resigned himself to follow, as long as he gets his chance to move up in the hierarchy. When he’s alone, he’ll be more likely to show his inward nervousness through a few habits, but due to his almost obsession with being always perfectly poised, he’ll do his best of suppress such actions. Theo loves using his skills - and will use them every chance that he possibly can. On a different topic, he is usually quite serious, and therefore, hates the idea of getting distracted and wasting time.


{Likes} {Dislikes}
o Talking Wolves x
o His magic Getting teased x
o His own free will Sugar x
o Words (but only his) Distractions (especially sound) x
o Writing Bright colors (other than his guild mark) x
o Efficiency Wasting time x
o Black and white

{Quirks} {Phobias}
% Touches his guild mark whenever he’s nervous Being powerless @
% Talks to himself when he thinks no one’s listening Dying alone@
% Paces when extremely bored Being muted@
% Unable to concentrate with loud noises


~ Ability Statistics ~

{Magic-Types}
Dark Écriture ~ Solid Script

{Signature Spell}
Jutsu Shiki - Theo is able to enchant areas by surrounding them with Magic runes. When someone steps into these runes, they are forced to comply with the rules that Theo sets up ahead of time. However, as this is quite time consuming, it is unsuitable for direct combat. These enchantments can be removed, but it takes a certain skill to do so. He, personally, enjoys using these as a way to lock more powerful opponents into an action, and chooses almost out-of-the-blue rules. There are a total of 3 rules that he can create per trap (provided they do not contradict or overlap each other) and only one trap can exist at any given time. These said rules will apply to him as well if he enters.

{Spell List}
~ Dark Écriture: Reflect, Suffering
~ Solid Script: Fire, Silent

{Non-magic Skills}
# Lying
# Skill with words
# Observant
# Able to think on his feet
# Evasion
# Directional skills (rarely gets lost)
# Memorization


~ Personal Background ~

{Biography}
Theo was born in Fiore. His father, a mage, and his mother, a poet, doted on him as their only child. As a kid, Theo quite idolized his parents and wanted to be both a mage and a poet. They were quite well-to-do, and he rarely had any wishes that went unfulfilled - making him quite the spoiled person. When he was young, through a series of coincidences when he was doodling on a piece of paper, he managed to draw a rune. This strange object started to glow, and thinking that it was some sort of artwork, showed it to his parents. When his father saw it, he decided that Theo would benefit from the teachings of a mentor in order to further develop his potential.

It was then that he left home to live full-time with his mentor. However, this mentor of his wasn’t able to control him completely, but managed to temper it slightly. As his particular type of magic, Dark Écriture, forces the user to learn the language of runes in order to truly use it to its fullest potential, he has spent the majority of his years attempting to cram as much of the vocabulary in his head. Still, however, it’s rudimentary at best, and if he’s attempting to do something too complicated, it takes a long stream of runes. However, as he wished to be like his mother and use normal words as a weapon, he also started to study Solid Script. It may be slightly easier to learn, but Theo has always had better results when using runes. At the present, Theo no longer has much contact with his family, but they do send him a few ten thousands of Jewels from time to time.

He joined the Draco Edge guild just recently, and although not the newest member, he still isn’t as comfortable as he would like with everyone just yet. Why he joined the guild is simply that he was searching for a place where his powers would expand quickly and give him a chance to gather the power and prestige that he wants.

So begins...

Theo Castille's Story

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Morien Morningstar Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Shae Anne Ramine
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Loritova


"Here in Fiore, in the small Oshibana Town, lies the Guild; Draco Edge."

Loritova; an exceedingly tall man, with muscular build and flaming red hair. His stark appearance is dwarfed by the pan around to room below, a large gathering hall where many people can be seen conversing, eating, and bickering. Loritova appears to be standing on a balcony that overlooks the massive hall below. His crimson brown eyes look down upon the people that he's so hastily recruited in the past three months. They carry the future of Draco Edge with them, the future of a Guild founded by the Magic Council itself. They were chosen, by Loritova, to become the new leaders of this aspiring guild and they will mold it's future.
The man finally speaks, only lending a voice loud enough to be heard by himself.

"Ah. Today marks the day that Draco Edge becomes three months old. It's significance is to mark the day that Draco Edge is finally recognized as an official Guild of Fiore." Loritova pauses, takes a deep breath and continues. "These children, no, these selected few will carry this guild to its downfall or its greatness... hopefully the latter, obviously." He chuckles lightly as the group down below doesn't pay any mind to Loritova's existence. "Ah, this group is something!" He chuckles again. "Charlotte and Anachayla bickering as always; Seibi and Chowa trying their best to avoid getting dragged into the silly rivalry. Kacie always being the one who cleans up the mess they make, then there's Akumu and Fumiko who sit together munching on piles of sweets. The two young girls; Elysia and Haruka, are always running around, enjoying their lives... that always brings a smile to my face." He smiles the laughs abit. "Akio is always the one who tries to woo the women, usually taking his pick of Shae Ann or Eliza, although they always reject him." Loritova ruffles his beard a little before continuing. "Ah, I can't forget our little prodigy, Sotofu! He has a tendency to stay away from the loud noise and sit alone. There's also Theo, he's one you don't want to bother too often... he's just like Dimetre... well not really, Dimetre will at least socialize with the other members." He pauses to take another breath while taking a brief walk over to the window overlooking the Training Grounds. "The ever so gentle and kind Cassadin had a tendency to take care of the various plants found around the grounds, and Morien the valiant swordsman always diligently practicing his swordsmanship." He returns to his overlook of the main hall. "Ah yes, there is Draco Edge's newest member Kuroi Lightblade, although he hasn't quite settled in quite yet, he chooses to remain inside trying to be social, which is rather good... But of course we have our elite... Mordecai and Chayton, our own duo born from Mother Nature herself. Those two are arguably our strongest members, well at least Mordecai is, since he is our Guild Ace. Those two are definitely reliable mages, ones I put some of the deepest trust into... But... There is one other, Sandra. She is my most trusted fighter, although she is usually off doing the most dangerous and complicated of missions. Given that she's our top S-Rank Mage, she tends to be the one who watches over everyone, making sure all mischief is kept to a minimum. She is my most trusted Mage and she has deemed all my respect as a fine warrior." Loritova cracks his neck, then his fists, then takes a deep breath. "But enough of this! This is a day for celebration! We are now recognized throughout the Kingdom as a Magical Guild! Now, once Mordecai and Chayton return from their errand, our feast shall begin." Loritova hunches over the railing of the balcony again, looking down at his Guild, admiring the great growth that he has witnessed in the short three months.

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Theo Castille


During this time, Theo Castille was sitting on his neat bed, holding a black book in his hands. Flipping through the pages quickly, his blue eyes narrowed as he flipped to that page. Tomorrow was going to be the Mission Impossible event, and he had to brush up on his runic vocabulary. Glancing up slightly, he watched his door warily - it wouldn’t do for anyone to walk in and see him studying. It was so loud too… Theo almost felt like hiding under the covers and covering his ears with the pillow.

Turning his attention back to the book, he stared intently at the rune for Apple. It was a shorter runic passage with its thick-blocked letters. Fine, it wasn’t that useful, but there was no telling what kind of idiocy they would use when choosing the job - for Mission Impossible. Finally, Theo snapped the book shut and with his eyes furrowed in focus, started to trace it in the air.

First, it was a circle counterclockwise, with a horizontal slash going from left to right. After that came a repeated pattern of two almost squares, but rectangles - wider than they were tall. Connect them together with a wave pattern with a single crest before moving on. Now, it was going to get tricky. A perfectly equilateral triangle, before placing a circle carefully inside, making sure that it touched the lines exactly. Writing this one rune too quickly could lead to a mistake, as if the circle was smaller with a line directly through the middle, it became one of the runes that was used in Suffering. The last rune was relatively easy. Another circle, this one smaller than the one from the beginning, and then, a line connected to the bottom, written top to bottom, and then, finally another horizontal line.

There. All complete. He opened the book again and rifled through the pages. Thinking of what he just wrote, he gave another glance at the page, checking to see if he got it right.

“Darn.” he muttered to himself. The second-to-last rune had a thin rectangle at its bottom, which he had completely missed out on. He sighed, before closing the book to practice it just one more time. But it was just so loud outside, as so much of the guild was out there, causing a ruckus. ‘Why was it so noisy today - oh, right, the three month anniversary of their guild… My guild.’

With a sigh, he carefully slid off his bed and hid his dictionary inside a drawer. His room was, as usual, extremely neat with everything placed where it ought to be. Most of his belongings were either black or white, with an air of cold sterility. Finally, he locked it, before slipping the silver key in his pocket. Checking to see if his clothing wasn’t too rumbled, Theo patted out the more obvious creases, before pushing his door open. To see Cassadin wearing a black button-up shirt, probably heading somewhere.

Quietly, Theo followed the similarly-aged fellow mage into the bar. If the noise was bad in his room, then it was infinitely worse here. Theo paused, before taking a glance at the library. Maybe he would go study there instead for now, or something. But still, the noise was far too horrible to allow him to concentrate. Was there somewhere that he could sit, away from the rest of his guild members? They were all so hard at work today - creating a mess, that is. As usual. Catching the sight of a out-of-the-way table, Theo sat down on a brown, wooden chair. Tapping one finger on the table thoughtfully, he pondered the idea of using the Silent spell on everyone nearby. Then, he would be able to concentrate.

He really would have, if only there was some way that he could justify the magic. There were too many mages of the A-rank, and even one of the S-rank mages around - and despite his confidence, silencing them was somewhat of a stupid idea. However, despite the inkling of respect, he crossed his arms in front of him, in preparation. Maybe he’d use it if someone had the gall to approach him and start prattling away.

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Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Theo Castille Character Portrait: Loritova Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala
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Sotofu Katsu


Sotofu was having a ball reading another new novel that he snatched from the Draco Edge archives. It was an old tale based in another dimension, Edolas, where magic wasn't a common occurrence. Actually, in this world, magic was very limited and the king of Edolas took control of the magic source and greedily kept it all to himself. "Greedy jerkface." Sotofu oftentimes spoke aloud when reading tantalizing stories, he would simply get enthralled by the text, and man that was imminent. Anyways, he continued... He was at this part of story where a group had arrived in Edolas from Earthland, they were mages and couldn't believe that magic was so rare. They had actually just found out that Edolas was a parallel dimension to Earthland, since they stumbled upon their Edolas selves. The hero, Theorie, had just stumbled upon his parallel self and learned about Edolas itself.

(OOC: Like what I did there? ^^)

~Suddenly~ Sotofu's ear itched intensely. "Hmph, someone's talking about me again..." He hated that, just because he had various magic, including Disassemble and Gravity under his belt, people found the boy to be some sort of prodigy, nicknaming him 'The Rising Sun'. It was all just a tacky overlay of his actual diligence that his father coined so he could become famous. "Stupid Fairy Tail Mages..." Sotofu knew full well that not all Fairy Tail Mages were like his dad, but jeez, his dad was a man who loved money. Anyways~ Sotofu decided to bunny-ear the page he was on and put the book down. Looking up he noticed that Loritova was staring right at him, after roughly two seconds a large bead of sweat trickled down his face, he shrugged and gave Loritova that 'What did I do this time?' expression.

Their brief stare down ended with Loritova turning his attention to the entrance of Chayton and Mordecai. Sotofu eyed the men, he didn't particularly like either of the two, they were heavy carnivores... and Sotofu wasn't, in fact, Sotofu's nickname throughout the Guild was 'Tofu' for his odd obsession with tofu. "I sure hope we have more tofu for tonight..." He slumped a little while rubbing his tummy and walked over to sit next to his not-so-good-pal Theo, the epitome of a loner... or at least the spitting image of 'The Silent Guy', and man he hated that. Why couldn't Theo, his teammate, at least get along with Elysia, she was essentially a harmless butterfly... or a giant dragon... but the butterfly made much more sense. While these thoughts plagued his mind he approached the ever-so-quiet Theo. "Hey Theo, how are you today?" Sotofu tried to plaster a welcoming smile to emphasize that he was only here to check up on him.

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Theo Castille


Theo sighed to himself as he released his arms and leaned back in his chair. The little ceremony that everyone had been going on about was supposed to start any time now. It was such a waste of time - some part of him wished that he could somehow manipulate time and skip to tomorrow. He closed his eyes, and brought his arms languidly behind his head, before “Hey Theo, how are you today?”

Surprised out of his calmness, he, almost as a reflex, crossed his hands in front of his chest before throwing them wide. It was an almost ostentatious motion, but Theo did it with a sort of robotic disregard. A huge word popped out of thin air behind him - a huge ‘Silence’ with alternating black and white coloring. It was plain, unlike the font of most other Solid Script mages, and the only other decoration was the thin silver line running underneath it.

Opening his eyes, he gave the other person a glare before - catching a glimpse of those peculiar blue and golden colored eyes. “Sotofu?” he said, with his eyes slightly wider than usual. What bad luck there was for it to be his team leader of all things. He couldn’t quite silence him - it would look bad. After all, his team leader was quite the important figure if he wanted to get promoted up as fast as possible. It was such a shame that he was only Rank C too... but whatever. Tucking his arms back into his body, he felt the words hanging in the air behind him. Maybe it would somehow persuade someone else that really, bothering him when he was already irate was something quite stupid to try.

He didn’t even like his team - it was such idiocy to have him placed with them. Sotofu was some sort of ‘prodigy’ or whatever, but personally speaking, Theo couldn’t care how many types of magic that he had learned if he had to stick to something as gaudy as the Rising Sun to catch people’s attention. And that girl, Elysia, was nothing more that another idiot with a brain completely filled with honey, fluff, and water. It wasn’t even right that she was graced with the Sky Dragon magic of sorts. There would be so many other people that could use the particular skill set in a better way.

Still, none of this marked his face. Feeling his face split into a slightly larger smile than usual, Theo turned his attention towards his ‘awesome prodigy’ of a team leader. Biting back his ruder response of ‘what do you want’, he spoke in a voice befitting that of a ‘lowly’ Rank D member talking to his leader, who was only but Rank C himself. Or maybe not. Even if he tried, he couldn’t quite catch that servile weakness in his voice - just a calm surety. “Is there anything that I can do for you, Sotofu?” His eyes flicked around the crowded area. “What an interesting day - I do hope that someone will get down and actually start the ceremony too. I heard that it’ll be exciting.” He leaned back in his chair again, before looking at the ceiling. “And I’m bored of sitting around in the guild - so do something about it.”

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Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Theo Castille
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#, as written by xKyrie
Elysia Avari Skylar


Elysia looked at the kitchen and stared at the mess on the floor. She looked at Kacie and Sandra who was currently cleaning the mess. Judging from the noise and Mordecai's entrance moments prior, she can easily deduce that the large man was the one responsible for this mess. Shaking her head from the usual display of strength from the guild's Ace, Elysia approached Sandra and let out a disarming smile. She knelt down next to the brown-haired older and yet not so much taller woman and started helping her.

"Is there something I can do to help, Sandra?" She smiled charmingly again and tucked some of the stray white-hairs in her ears. *Shine* *Shine*

She waited for her reply and aimed to get the pots and pans from her hands. "Here let me help you with that, you know full well I don't want you seeing hurt, Sandra." Her voice was reproaching and soft, a fond and admiring tone evident in it. She peeked shyly from under her lashes, beaming expectantly at the Wandering Rose.

"Ouch!" Sandra suddenly retracted her hand away from the pile of pots and pans that she had picked up. A small bead of blood appeared from the cut on her finger. With the misting of tears at the corner of her amazingly unique eyes, she turned to Elysia with a pout. "I got a cut, Ely."

*Cute!* Elysia's eyes shined and a shower of roses and daises suddenly appeared behind her. She gently grasped Sandra's hand and inspected it lovingly. "You should be careful, Sandra." Suddenly, she put the injured finger in her lips and licked the blood off. "Is it still hurting?"

~Kyun!~ Sandra felt herself blush and with an adoring shade of red in her cheeks, she gazed at Ely's amber-colored eyes. *Sparkle sparkle*


...if only Elysia can actually do all of this.

Sighing, the white-haired thirteen year old sneaked a look from behind the door of the kitchen. Currently, she is hiding and gazing dreamily at her very idol in Draco Edge Guild. Unbeknownst to others, Ely admires Sandra R. Lecarde. There is something with the mage that makes Elysia idolize her greatly. From the very first time that she saw her- when Elysia Avari have arrived here at the guild, one of the most interesting individual that she had found aside from, Loritova, was the S-Rank Mage. Her maturity and cheerful demeanor struck the teenager rather hard.

The Sky Dragon Slayer truly wanted to be able to approach the older girl, but her inherent shyness always get ahead of her. Whenever she would try to talk to Sandra and start a conversation, she can't help but freeze up and spend the next few minutes mutely gaping at the brown-haired woman. She had tried to make a lot of attempts to befriend her, but she always failed the during the last minutes. Because of this, she usually creates scenarios in her head to plan for the big approach, or so as she calls it that. She thought that it will be the best way to finally be able to talk to her idol.

Smiling obviously besotted, Elysia decided to let them be for awhile. She can have other chances later on. Since Mordecai and Chayton had already came back, the master may start the celebrations in just few moments. She turned around and searched the bar for the direction of her team mates.

Before she had left to follow Sandra into the kitchen, she had seen Cassadin grinning and waving at her. It seemed like they had noticed her staring at them, like what often happens when she daydream. Having no small regard about her surroundings, it was bound that she stare far longer than what is appropriate to the one she's currently imagining of. She hoped that nobody was freaked out with her daydreaming out of the blue once again.

She wandered around the guild, stopping in a corner to see everyone more clearly in her small height and unintentionally saw Sotofu, her team leader approaching the other member of their three man cell, Theo Castille. She gasped, abruptly stopping and hiding in a corner where she can observe them. She realized that she was about to witness a blooming scene she never would have expected.

Theo really hated anything rowdy and the current noise had almost been overwhelming for him. Fighting the urge to silence each and every person seated at the bar, Theo steeled his will and controlled his temper. "Idiots, everyone of them", he muttered under his breath. If only he can ask the old man to retire to his room, he would never be found alive sitting quite obediently in this crowded bar.

"Hey Theo, how are you today?" Opening his eyes that he didn't even noticed closing moments prior, he found a pair of blue and gold colored eyes staring directly back at him.

"Sotofu?" He asked after a few moments of silence. Of all the people in Draco Edge, it was his leader that he can't form a solid opinion about. He was an enigma, the shorter and younger guy who was a C-rank and termed the Rising Sun. His blond hair which turns gold under the shining ray of sun and peculiar eyes as part of that mysterious package. There is a mix of innocence and maturity in his character that attracts even the attention of someone asocial like him.

“Is there anything that I can do to you, Sotofu?” There was a sudden onslaught of noise from the others and because of that Sotofu failed to detect the irritation induced in his voice.

Sotofu Katsu was momentarily stunned at the hundred implications of Theo's words. Since he saw him sitting alone amidst the throng of people in the guild- which is an unexpected thing for the black-haired man, he decided to do something. Sotofu knew how communicative the other man is, so he had been quite surprised to see him lacking the company of others in such a celebration like this. Convincing himself that it was time for him to become a leader and a friend combined in one, he had approached him without second thoughts and with every intention of keeping him company.

The blond-haired prodigy stared at the handsome face of his black-haired team mate. He was oldest in their small newly formed team. Aside from his usual silence and charming attitude, Theo Castille is someone you can call, a very unique individual. His dark inky black hair which falls adorably just under his ears. His pale skin and average height was also a sight to see. Feeling himself flush, Sotofu let out a sweet smile. "I just wanted to keep you company, Theo."

Theo flinched when Sotofu sat down next to him and their arms brushing afterwards from the close distance between them. "Oh, sorry", Sotofu said in a not-so-apologetic tone. Theo had felt his annoyance rise, and reasoned to himself that the blush in his cheeks had been formed only out of irritation from his leader's unnecessary friendliness.

"Can you please move away, I have a reputation to uphold." He muttered looking away. "And with you sitting beside me like a leech, the other idiots might think that we're together or something."

Sotofu chuckled under his breath, he said "The others won't notice us here, Theo. Everyone else is busy celebrating. And besides I just came here because I thought you were getting lonely sitting by yourself here."

"I-I wasn't lonely!" Theo hotly denied. "You should just have joined them. I don't need yours or anyone else's company."

"B-but, I came here because I want to be with you." He turned his body to face his seatmate and with a soft voice almost nearing a whisper, Tofu added, "I want to be your friend." A gust of wind blew unexpectedly in their position, shifting his hair to reveal golden-blue irises staring directly at the stunned Wordsmith. He shyly gestured to the direction of others and said, "I'm sure everyone else also wanted to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk to anyone or be friends with anyone for that matter," the dark-haired man grumbled darkly.

Sotofu gaped at him alarmed, "But why? You shouldn't think like that, as they had always said, no one can live alone. Guilds like this, like Draco Edge are not only created to provide a home for mages like us. Guilds, teams, and all other types of friendship is there to give us joy. Being with someone else should make you happy and feel warm, being alone can never make you experience that. I want to be your friend, not only because we are team mates but also because I think that you are a wonderful person. I can be you're friend, only if you'd let me. I can be more, only if you allow me to be." Sotofu shyly smiled, and bowed his head.

~Kyun!~

He wasn't able to stop himself. Hearing those statement from him made the blond-haired man think of someone looking at the world pitifully. Theo should never look something like that. He's not fit for it, and if Sotofu had his way, he'll surely make it certain that the black-haired man would never think like that again, ever.

Theo was silenced when he heard that empowering speech from the shorter guy. He had always wondered on how a lowly C-rank newbie like him was assigned to lead their small team. Tofu wasn't social by the society's standards and even Elysia herself looked aloof than what is usual for the girls. Still, staring at him wordlessly, he decided that it wasn't the leader in him that made Theo agree.

Sotofu's shining eyes, full of life and passion as he spoke out to his defense and his lips quirked in a smile as he encourage him further, made Theo realize that forming tentative friendships might not be that bad. Never in his life did Theo Castille experience this sudden drumming of his heart, beating so loudly as he gazed deeply into his leader's eyes.

*Sparkle* *Sparkle* It was said that the eyes are the windows of one's soul. And right now, looking at him, he can see the honesty and proof of the brevity of his statement. Theo looked to the other direction and said, "I'm not into mushy stuff like this, friendship? Love? Those are meaningless things to me...

but with you... I think I can try it." He finally mustered, his voice full of emotion.

"You should be responsible for this, do something about this," he said with a smirk. He watched and waited for the other mage's reply.

"I will..", was the blond-haired man's answer within a heartbeat.

Staring at Sotofu's face, he found an in-explainable burst of feeling flowing through him. Suddenly wanting to shout out loud and declare to the world how he felt but not knowing how to state it, he decided to whisper, "Tofu..."

"Theo..." The other replied back, opening his arms wide. The backdrop of the setting sun was promptly pasted behind the two of them once again. With the glittering sparkles and the brightly shining sun behind, both boy moved closer than what their distance would allow them to. Their arms locked in a hug, they continued passionately sharing their feelings all throughout.

"Tofu!" *Shine* *Shine*

"Theo!"

"Tofu!"


Not able to fight the fluff and overwhelming emotions flooding through her, the white-haired girl can't help it.

"..-eo, Tofu!" Elysia blurted out. Her voice was so loud that it broke through the noise that had surrounded the bar since early this morning. Her eyes opening in shock, she stared at her teammates' face with her own face heating up. Feeling somewhat afraid for her safety and the humiliation that was sure to follow; she bowed her head in silent apology, and walked as fast as she could towards the two boys.

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Sotofu Katsu


Sotofu stood before Theo, he awaited some sort of reply as the large letters spelling, SILENCE, floated behind his teammates back. Sotofu could only think, 'He'd better not do anything funny...' Luckily, as Sotofu ended the thought, Theo had responded. “Sotofu?” He looked at Theo, noticing that his eyes seemed, different, to say the least... Knowing his partner as well as he did (which wasn't very well) he assumed that Theo was pondering the use of 'Silence'. He was probably trashing Sotofu's prodigious title, 'The Rising Sun', it didn't bother him... since, he too hated the nickname... so after the split second of thought he simply said, "Why, yes... that is my name, Theo..."

“Is there anything that I can do for you, Sotofu?” Sotofu stood there, almost in bewilderment... 'Theo didn't coup an attitude with me? What exactly is going on?' He hid the surprised look well, he actually was assuming that Theo was deciding to turn some sort of new leaf over... hopefully. All Sotofu could really see was that Theo was thinking, and by the looks of it, on many things. Most assuredly he was thinking about his crumby team, how his 'prodigy' of a team leader wasn't all that great... and how the cute little Elysia didn't even compare to his expectations of a Sky Dragon Slayer, let alone a Dragon Slayer, or even a mage... Sotofu felt like giving his ally a good pounding to show him who was boss, but knew he'd have to restrain himself. Sure, he had a little crush on wittle (yes wittle) Elysia, so cute and innocent. But that didn't matter in this case, he was getting rather tired of Theo's constant irritation on every level, how he was acting like he was in charge. It just had finally made Sotofu's blood boil just a little. 'Why don't you lead your own stupid team, you ASS!' But no, Sotofu couldn't do that, that wasn't how a leader would act. Not at all.

“What an interesting day - I do hope that someone will get down and actually start the ceremony too. I heard that it’ll be exciting.” After hearing Theo... interested? in something other than himself, or his magic, or something... what is happening?!? Although he felt like shoving these questions down his through, Sotofu resisted, only to be struck by one of Theo's usual comments. “And I’m bored of sitting around in the guild - so do something about it.” 'Really Theo? Why don't you take others into consideration...' Or atleast that's what Sotofu wanted to say, instead he was much kinder and replied, "Actually, I already reserved us a -" Without warning, Sotofu's hearing was shot... "..-eo, Tofu!" Sotofu figured Theo did something, but realized that Elysia was hastily walking towards the boys. He rubbed his ears and turned to face the approaching Elysia, "Yes, Elysia, what's up?"

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin
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Theo Castille


He closed his eyes with a sigh, waiting for his ‘prodigy’ of a team leader to continue with his speech. There was some sort of ruckus, giving the black-haired boy a headache, and he pinched his nose wearily. “Actually, I actually reserved us a -.” stated the strangely colored person, before Theo felt his attention sharpen slightly. So what were going to do - hopefully something interesting,...

“-eo, Tofu!” came the irritating and slightly shrill, at least to Theo, voice of their third team member. This Elysia whom he believed was about as useful as a kitten - at the age where it was both blind and helpless. With a slight smile on his face, he sat upwards to look at their silver-haired only female member. The girl was hurrying in their direction, walking faster than he believed he had ever saw her before.

Out of common courtesy, with a flick of his fingers upwards, the Silence sign lifted higher out of the way. Maybe he should get rid of it - everyone knew that the longer that it stayed there, the weaker that it’s power was going to be. But, still, it might be helpful in reminding his group members the only thing that he wanted on their behalf. Caught up in his reasoning, he missed the loud half-scream, half-order from the table of the Bittersweet group. Alright, fine, it was only about two meters off the ground, but given that she wasn’t all that tall - it should be able to do. “Yes, Elysia, what’s up?” greeted their ‘prodigy.’ How proud Theo was to be lumped in with these idiots - it so made him feel as though he was respected for his particular skills. As if.

“Elysia, why don’t you join us? Sotofu has something important that he wants to tell us. Of course, I’m highly looking forward to hearing what type of amazing job he picked for us to do,” he stated with a smirk. His voice was calm, almost pleased. “Maybe -.”

His speech was cut off when there suddenly was a loud crash. Looking around, he saw that two of the loudest members of the guild had managed to make another mess. It seemed as though the lighter-haired one was being ‘hugged’ by the Eerie doll that the brown-haired one loved to bring around. With an irritated sigh, and another wiggle of his fingers, the Silence sign ever-so-slowly floated over to the strange conversation. Theo looked at it with irritation, by the time that it would get there, he would have to sit through another minute, at the very least, of the ruckus. His Solid Script gradually lost its dexterity and speed if he left it waiting for too long, so it was only to be expected. It might even be easier to create another one, and use this one as a reminder, but Theo didn’t feel like going through the actions again.

Ignoring its slow movement, he turned his attention back to his group, Silent Magic. “As I was saying, it might even be something exciting to be challenging.” Theo gave a dismissive wave of his fingers, before a wider smirk spread its way over his features. But then of course, with the group that he had, basically everything was a challenge for them.

Turning his attention back to the ruckus-inducing groups, he saw that Team Bittersweet was out in force. Their misbegotten loyalty to each other was really quite amusing, as the two males seemed to be protecting the Charlotte-character from harm. He watched with bored eyes as … Cassadin drew a sword, and the spiky ice was sucked out of existence by the green-haired man. Inwardly he scoffed. There was no reason to have such close ties to your group anyways. The Ice team was also in full force - despite only having two members.

So where was that Silence anyways? His cerulean blue eyes scanned the room, before the black and white letters caught his attention. It was only about halfway there, and Theo tapped his fingers on the table in front of him wearily. If only it was an area spell or something, as it would be so much more useful to shut them all up in one go. He loved being able to Silence people… it made it eons quieter for a few seconds. Enough time for his ears to stop getting distracted.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde
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Charlotte Leiss; The Bar


All of Charlotte’s satisfaction from Anachayla’s… vivid… response disappeared as an uncomfortable feeling slowly settled in its stead. She narrowed her eyes in irritation and fought back a scowl when her teammates quickly decided to leap into action. Her expression compromised itself into a between awkwardness and irritation. This quarrel, like all the rest of them, was just between Ana and her. Why did other people always try to get involved? “Cassadin, get out of the way,” she said. When he didn’t listen, she started to say more, louder, but her words were cut short. Charlotte flinched slightly at the tone of a different voice. Chowa. She glanced at him from within the binding ice… and that one look told all – he was a mere thread away from losing his temper.

And then he went on to say the most she’d heard from him all day… Something about boundaries, something about the training ground, but Charlotte didn’t care and tuned him out, focusing on her own aggravated thoughts. Why was he butting in anyway? Well the coffee stains on his shirt might give him a reason, but it wasn’t excuse enough for her. It wasn’t as if she’d even retaliated yet – that would have been a slightly different matter…

“I could’ve fixed that myself,” she told him when the water dragon slayer deconstructed the ice structure surrounding her. However, either he didn’t hear or chose to ignore her, instead approaching Anachayla and Seibi. She couldn’t hear what he said to them, but she knew one thing for sure – Chowa was meddling, and she didn’t like it one bit… but she couldn’t show it. Expressing things like anger too much never ended well and it exposed… far too much of herself for Charlotte’s liking.

She grit her teeth when Chowa abruptly thrust Eira into her arms, but otherwise showed no outward expression of her displeasure. She sighed, her miffed expression seeming more bored than anything else. It was awkward to have Chowa standing in front of her, almost protectively. It was unnecessary. She’d managed to make it this far alone – there was no need to start being ‘protected’ now. Feigning disinterest, she pulled her gaze away from him and to some vague point to her left.

“…If you deem yourself unable to control your temper,” he said, “I must call Miss Lecarde.”

However, looking past him, Charlotte found reason to mutter, “Too late for that,” for the said person was already there. As a mage, Sandra had Charlotte’s begrudging respect. As a person, well, Charlotte never thought the two of them would ever be anything more than mages of the same guild. This little incident only seemed to confirm that fact. “I think Kacie will be pleased to hear,” the older woman said, “you two have just volunteered to, not only clean the mess you made, but help with cleaning the bar after the feast as well.”

… What was that?

Charlotte’s opinion of Sandra lessened further when the woman glanced at Chowa and sighed. Was that pity? For what? It couldn’t be just the coffee – if it was, Charlotte wouldn’t have felt so aggravated by the gesture. Holding back a snide comment, the girl instead decided to resituate Eira at its previous seat by the window, easily doing so with a few flicks of her finger. That’s when she noticed it… the large black and white ‘SILENCE’ that was sluggishly approaching them. It must have been moving for quite some time to get from where Theo was to as close as it was now. Although Charlotte could see it from her angle, she opted for keeping quiet about the issue. If she was lucky it would hit Anachayla. If she were luckier by a far greater degree, it would hit a certain S-rank mage.

“Now go and grab some towels from the kitchen to clean this wreckage.” Now that was exaggerating – it was only a flipped table and a shattered cup of coffee… “- or I’ll make sure you two won’t be going on missions any time soon.”

“I’ll help you two,” Cassadin suddenly cut in. “It’s not like I’ve got anything better to do.”

And that was a lie – the feast was almost ready and there was surely something for him to do. However, that was besides the point. Again, he was offering to help. Charlotte had noticed this about the guild in the few weeks she had been there now. Everyone seemed so eager to ‘help’… it was unfamiliar to her. She didn’t like it. She never knew how to react… so it was always the same response.

“I don’t need your help, Cass,” she said, looking over the mess. Clean up the result of that hot-headed ice mage? In all honesty, Charlotte didn’t see how she had directly caused this whole incident in the first place – it had just been a harmless joke that Ana took in poor stride. Well, not that it would take that long to tidy up… Charlotte had seen worse before. A lot worse… and the aftermaths of the feast would be at most… manageable… but really, the cleaning was the last thing on her mind. Rather, Charlotte began to think – exactly how should she play things to get Anachayla suspended alone?

The corners of her mouth twitched into the beginnings of a grin before she hid it behind her hand.

And then there was the other matter. She wasn’t about to apologize to Chowa after all the meddling he did, but the coffee spatter across his once white shirt bothered her… it wasn’t guilt. She was sure it wasn’t guilt… almost. Well, either way, there wasn’t much she could do about his book, but maybe she could do something about those annoying brown splotches. Nudging him in the side with her elbow, she said, “Give me your shirt." Matter-of-fact and directly stated - if she did it quickly, she could probably get the coffee out before it permanently stained.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Roady Domene Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero
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Loritova


Loritova stood as a monument of the Draco Edge. He didn't even bother with participating in the pre-feast banter, it was all in good fun, or so he thought. He was honestly just waiting for Mordecai and Chayton to return, along with the numerous others who had still be out and about. He heard some commotion at the entrance and noticed that Mordecai and Chayton had entered the Guild with what appeared to be their spoils. He simply gave the duo a look of satisfaction that would say 'Good Job' all by itself. They both responded with a simply nod and continued. He also noticed that Ana and Seibi had returned from their recent mission. "Ah, everyone is slowly reuniting." The giant man smiled a hearty grin. Next thing he noticed was the large ruckus that Mordecai was causing in the kitchen, "Oye, that ape..." Loritova was joking as always, but still, he found that man to be something else. He continued to eye the room as he could noticed Sotofu walking over to Theo and the rivals, Charlotte and Ana bickering again. He even noticed the quiet day-dreamer, Elysia, creating her little fantasies in her head. 'So innocent...' He again grinned.

He again noticed how, quite literally, all the little chimps were gathering in the hall. He, as always, loved to watch the rivalries burn, it just lit his own fire. He chuckled quietly as Sotofu and Theo seemed to argue in their corner, and how Ana approached their new Dragon Slayer, only to be intervened by Charlotte. He laughed quite loudly as the duo began fighting. "It's good to have rivals such as that..." He faintly had a recollection to his own past; where he had his own rival on the battlefield. He noticed that Cassadin and Chowa seemed to join in on the fun of the girls' rivalry. "Oh fools." Loritova knew it was better to stay out of these little arguments those two girls started, after all, it was their way of training.

Alas, Loritova noticed that the vigilant Sandra stepped into the growing bout between Bittersweet and Ice Breaker. "Was that such a good idea, Sandra...?" He knew at this distance she couldn't even remotely hear his words, but still, the thought lingered. 'These little skirmishes that these little chimps make are part of their training... Without constant rivalry they'll never improve... Why not let them fight their issues out?' He began bellowing a stout chuckle as a new figure had seemingly entered the guild and presented himself to Loritova. "My name is Roady Domene. I am a former apprentice of the Caliber Mage and fugitive, Raith Kaleheister. I wish to join your guild and make a living for myself!" Loritova looked rather inquisitively at the small boy. "Raith Kelheister, as in the THE Raith Kaleheister, the Head of the 2nd Infiltration Sabotage Unit? That baffling ape is still alive?" Loritova was rather surprised at the news and laughed rather loudly as he stepped away from the balcony as to sneak out of the sight of the guild. "So you, Roady, are the apprentice of the Caliber Mage? I'd doubt that old fool would take in an apprentice, especially a young monkey as yourself! Anyways, pardon me, I just haven't heard from the old man in ages." He shrugged and recomposed himself. He hunched down, bending his legs so he could check out the boy rather effectively. He got face to face with the kid, eyeing him down. "You're welcome to join Roady, apprentice of Raith!" He released a hardy laugh as he gave the boy a firm pat on the back. "Welcome to Draco Edge, now go talk to Kacie to get introduced."

Loritova was always glad to check out new monkeys to add to his Guild. He just couldn't ever turn anyone down, it was virtually impossible, but he would always keep his eyes and ears peeled, just in case. He took his place, again leaning on the balcony rail. "I do believe it's almost time to start the feast, Kacie." He looked down at the bartender, grinning as he could easily see down her shirt, hopefully she wouldn't realize his precarious view.

Mordecai Cezaero


Mordecai knew he hadn't much time to cleanse himself of the blood of his spoils. He entered his room without causing too much ruckus. He grunted, looking around to a rather clean room. He took cautious steps towards the sink, hoping to avoid getting blood on anything. He rinsed his hands a grabbed new garb to cover his bare chest, knowing the everyone would appreciate his fresh change of clothing. He only had the one wardrobe for all occasions... his semi-transparent brown shirt that was already too small for him, it didn't do much except keep him a little cleaner than not wearing it. After replacing his bloody shirt with a new one, he decided to polish his lovely polearm. He immediately grabbed a rag and soaked it for a few seconds. Once it appeared sopping wet, he began cleaning off the thick red liquid from his spear, some of it having dried already. "Hmmm" Mordecai let out one simple grunt, not needing many words at this time. He finished removing the traces of blood from his spear and threw it onto his bed. Having completed everything he found necessary, he found himself presentable, as always, and walked out of his room towards the hall. He entered that bar only to find the end of some rather large... fight? He couldn't quite figure out what exactly happened, and to be frankly honest, it didn't mean much to him.

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Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde
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Elysia Avari Skylar


As she was walking away, Elysia was lightly scolding herself for getting so absorbed in her thoughts again. It was something that is both a curse and a blessing. Thinking of different scenarios in her head, that is. Once or twice, weaving a story in her head had helped her during the times where her father would do all his best to kill her with his long unreasonable litany. Aside from showering her with daily punishments during the times that she fail in any of the exercises or experiments they would make her undergo, her father also had the gift of tongue.

He will do everything to make the white haired girl to know how regretful he is to ever have her for his only child. He would always remind her that she will never get past D-Rank as a mage. He never failed to state that being an idealist and a heavy dreamer that she is, she will never ever gonna get friends or something near of sort. There had been more but growing up little by little she grew immune of his never-ending insults and instead had learned to focus on thinking of happy thoughts; hence the main reason for her daydreaming anytime that she could.

Of course her mother was always there to stand up for her, if it actually doesn't involve training and wholly testing her magical abilities. She would stop her father with few placating words and well-timed distractions. During those, Ely would hide behind her mother and wait until the moment Lysander stops and leaves to cool off. But once Elysia had learnt the truth about her past, she had realized that all along, her mother was also lying. For all she knew, Lakeisha, or 'Lacey' as what she's known is there alongside her father, laughing at how much failure and shame that she in spite of being the only second Sky Dragon Slayer next to the well-known Wendy Marvell of Fairy Tail.

Sighing as she noticed herself being lost in thoughts again, she lightly shook her head and let out a smile. She saw the ‘Silence’ sign ahead, most probably belonging to Theo and stepped out of its path. Dispelling all the negative thoughts of her parents, she then continued to approach the two boys and stopped near her team leader.

Sotofu Katsu and Theo Castille, just like Chowa and the others of team Bittersweet, the three of them also make up another team. She didn't know a lot about them. For the past months that she had been staying at the guild, aside from being assigned minor D ranked jobs, they haven't interacted that much. From what she had observed about them, during the rare times that she just found herself studying others (instead of daydreaming), she can say that they are both good people.

Sotofu, even though he is still younger than Theo is a good leader. It was obvious that he needed to learn more in order to be better, but for the white-haired girl, he is good enough. Theo, while he is noisy, is still also a mystery to Ely. He's rather detached--actually the three of them, but he takes it into a different level. She can't help but feel a little wary in his presence. It looked like he disliked her but Elysia is not certain with this assumption.

Now that the master had called everyone to celebrate, she figured that she might as well take advantage of the chance and get to know her teammates more.

"Yes, Elysia, what's up?" She smiled again and opened her mouth to reply when Theo spoke cutting her off. “Elysia, why don’t you join us? Sotofu has something important that he wants to tell us. Of course, I’m highly looking forward to hearing what type of amazing job he picked for us to do. Maybe -” He was about to say more but he suddenly stopped. And hearing the loud crash, she instinctively turned her head towards the direction of the noise.

Quite expectedly it was Anachayla and Charlotte locked in brawl or so it seemed. If the two weren't trying to win over the other with some form of competition or any other kind, they would also fight even about the littlest things. Even a few minutes with the other's presence can honestly cause them to be in a fight just moments later. It was different now though. If she didn't know better, the reason for today's argument is something unusual, something so unexpected... so sweet and so romantic.
“Kuroi Lightblade? It’s nice to meet you,” Charlotte spoke, an indulging smile present in her face. It was the first time that she had seen this guy. Judging from the confused and adorable lost expression in his face, anyone else can easily deduce that he is that newbie Loritova had spoken of. Studying his silver hair and black cloth embedded with various shapes, he looked odd. She wanted to know more about him but that blasted Ice Magic user is once again hogging all the spotlight. Popping out of nowhere and shouting the guy's name's after undoubtedly insulting her, Charlotte felt her irritation level rising.

She then used Eira to hug the girl and maybe help warm her up more than she allegedly needs. She was talking to Kuroi first! She wanted to learn something else about the newbie but it seemed like Anachayla is poking her unwanted nose in other's business again. Though Kuroi looked odd, there is some certain interesting aura with his character. Being new to the guild also added to that mystery, and Charlotte will try her best to unearth it.

Smirking at Ana's panicked expression she happily let Eira do whatever she wanted with the noisy blond. Now she can focus on interrogating Kuroi and not have to worry about that irritating ice magic user.

Anachayla was quite enjoying herself as she had been greeting the newest member of Draco Edge. Seibi was a great companion that was a given. Though there were only the two of them, they had already known a lot from their three months stay and because of that had a good working balance and strategy to be able to finish any mission effectively.

But now, staring at Kuroi's black attire, she felt inexplicably pleased. "Lightblade! You're a new member right?" She asked him and closed the gap between them. Prodding him endlessly, she then focused on his face. He looked handsome that's for sure, in a totally different light from Seibi. Seibi was nice to stare at but Kuroi undeniably looked better. She was about to observe him further, comparing the latter with her current and only teammate when that blasted doll user decided to intervene.

That annoying Charlotte seemed to be inserting herself in other's concerns once again. Giving the brown-haired girl a warning and a threatening glare as if to tell her to back off, she turned back to Kuroi and raised her chin, slightly in thought. There were too many interesting questions she can ask, and the guy looked nice and a little wimpy enough to answer all of those. Fluttering her lashes, she was about to ask him another question when something warm and unwanted had wrapped itself on her from behind.

Stifling an incoming shriek, her eyes widened in horror. Getting angrier minute by minute, not only at the thought of the clammy clasp of a familiar parasite chaining itself around her, but more-so of the fact that Charlotte was also trying to win the new guy over, she decided to retaliate. And retaliate she did, commanding her magic to conjure a 'rose bush' out of ice, she trapped the doll magic user in place.

The table shook and tipped along with the movement and she lightly blushed as she remembered Kuroi overlooking the scene from the sidelines. She really hoped that she didn't blew off any chance she had with him. If it wasn't for this meddling Charlotte, she would have surely succeeded with her plans.

Cassadin suddenly felt fearful as he saw what Charlotte ordered Eira to do. It wasn't actually Ana's reaction that bothered him so. Staring at their green-haired teammate from the corner of his eyes, he prayed to all the flowers and plants deities that he knew to not make Chowa angry. Though he did not like how close both his teammates are, being in this group for quite a while had helped numb the pain he'd been experiencing.

He really wanted to be the closest person more than anything there is to him... but if Cassadin can't possibly be so, at least he made it certain that he will be the other person who's ready and immediately accessible to come in rescue if Chowa needs him to.

The water dragon slayer on the other hand was still absorbed in his own bliss of having his daily conversation with Charlotte. Recalling the girl's brightly shining face as she flirted with him, Chowa almost let out a triumphant smile. Charlotte, out of the fan girls there are, is really the only one tolerable. It also greatly helps that she's his teammate, but her unnatural kindness adds into that factor which makes her totally different from the others.

He was suddenly burst out of his happy euphoria when an assortment of coffee and chocolate was showered to him and his pristine white shirt. Noticing thereon the two girls fighting presumably over the new guy, he narrowed his eyes. He covered his feelings by picking up his book and flipping it to inspect through some of the pages. Letting a dark growl in anger as he hid his irritation with Korderoy Lightbulb, he turned to the girls.

"...you two have stepped out of your boundaries, Miss Kaylorn, Charlotte...if you two want to solve your... disagreement... may I suggest the training ground?...The last time I checked, this is still a bar...not a ring for boxing...", he chastised and in a fond and calm tone as he said his leader's name as if to soften the blow. Though he was irked at Charlotte for being interested in that weird newcomer, he can't bring himself to fully get angry with her.

"...welcome to Draco Edge, Mr. Lightblade...I hope you are having fun..." He then added sarcastically to Kuroi not really caring about hearing his reply. He wasn't worth losing a head over. Sooner or later, Charlotte would undoubtedly lose interest with him and Chowa will just have to wait until that happens.

He dissolved the ice around the brown-haired girl's body and absorbed it into his sleeves. Shaking his head in disappointment, he lightly scolded the gray-haired Lightning Rod and yanked the doll off Anachayla.

He walked back towards Charlotte and stood in front of her protectively. He wouldn't dare let anyone else harm this girl. Not only is she his teammate, but also because she is one of the most important person he has in this guild. If that stupid Kuroi didn't dare come here, things wouldn't progressed into this.

“If I could, I would.” Seibi answered afterwards, he was feeling left out as Ana focused on that aggravating new comer. Though the blond can be unbearable at times, Seibi can definitely say that he had rather grown fond of her. She had that certain charm that can only be seen if you try to know her more. While Ana seemed reckless and always taken by her temper, she also has that kindness, dedication and persuasion that undoubtedly tugs the gray-haired man's heart.

He would have been totally content, with them and only the two of them in a team but that troublesome Lightblade decided to show face.

Sighing at the mess, he figured that it would be easy to study this guy if he will be in their team. Teams are usually composed of three members after all, and if this Kuroi wanted to snatch Ana away from him, he will do his best to prevent it before hand. He focused on his lollipop first before eyeing him directly. “So, before she was interrupted, I do believe Ana was going to ask you if you were wanted to join our team. So how about it?”

Everyone in that little scene had something in one way or another wanted to achieve. Charlotte and Ana are both highly interested in getting Kuroi's, the new guy's attention and because of that it had been thoroughly testing their teammates' patience.

Chowa was not only infuriated with the coffee stains but also at the amount of focus Kuroi had been getting from his dearest leader. That is also the case with Seibi, he was glad, having the total attention of the blond ice user before but now that utopia was certainly being threatened to be destroyed by this... this little runt.

Elysia was about to approach them, ready to resolve the incoming crisis after Chowa's warning when a certain someone went out of the kitchen. Blushing madly at the sight of her beloved Sandra, she just settled on staying in place and watched what the brown-haired woman will do.

Elysia gaped at her brightly shining aura and listened as she lightly scolded and punished both the arguing girls. "You shouldn't make war both of you!" *Kyun* *Sparkle* *Kyun* "Fighting would not be able to resolve the conflict you two have!" Sandra gestured to Chowa's appearance and then to the three other guys. "Look at him, I'm disappointed with the two of you," She added pouting and shaking her head in disappointment. "Ana and Char, Let us all make some peace and not war..." She paused her statement, as if readying for the another big announcement and said in a cutesy tone, "As a punishment, I want you two to clean this mess."

Sandra turned to look around and when her eyes caught Ely's amber ones, she smiled. She went towards the shorter girl and gently grabbed her hand.

"Are you hurt Ely?" Her voice was full of concern, and she studied the girl further for any signs of injuries. Elysia calmly gave a shake of her head, "No, Sandra", she stated charmingly.

"Every hurt I have is now gone once I saw you again."

"Good, because if you are, I'll surely punish those troublemakers more", Sandra cupped the younger girl's cheeks in her hand and started softly caressing it.

"I don't ever want to see you getting hurt Ely."


Flushing red at her imagination, she raised both of her hands into her cheeks. She threw the S Rank mage a look and immediately turned away in embarrassment. Sandra is really the best in the entirety of the whole Earth Land. Her shining countenance, her quiet strength and her maturity, and her never-ending dedication to delegate peace all over Fiore; and everything else about Sandra Lecarde makes Elysia Avari absolutely more smitten with her.

Still smiling she turned back to her teammates, having witnessed the whole scene-albeit in a totally different light, Elysia focused on both boys. "Hello Sotofu and Theo!" She stated cheerily beaming, it was really up to Sandra to save the day. She knew full well that no one had been hurt with the earlier scene and because of that decided to suppress the calling to examine and do a checkup as what is normal for being the medic of the guild. She thought that if any of them had needed any medical assistance, they would surely promptly go to her aid.

"Are we going to discuss about our team name now? And... what did you meant by an amazing job?" She slightly cocked her head sideways in wonder and waited for an answer.

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Loritova
Draco Edge: Bar

Today was the day. The day he had been preparing for all month, which was short considering it was only the 9th of October. But yes, today would be a rather special event. The old man was fond of such things, especially the ones that involved every member to run around like a dull sheep such as this one. “Mission Impossible.” The thrill of excitement crawled through his whole being as he muttered them.

It was an event that would test the skills of the little monkeys that were gathering underneath the balcony. Well, sort of. It was mostly an event for the guild master's own amusement. Watching his followers squirm as they tried to complete an almost impossible task. He scratched the red hairs that held onto his chin while anxiously waiting for every member to gather in the bar.

When the last monkey had gathered with the rest of the guild members, Loritova rose his muscular arms above him announcing with a deep and loud voice: “Welcome everyone!” He paused, walking closer to the steel railing that was part of the balcony. “Today, is the day. No doubt you have all heard of 'Mission Impossible', and are most likely eager to hear what I have planned for it.”

Loritova rested both his arms on the railing, eyeing each member with a content expression. “First, let me explain the basic rules. Each of you is split in teams of two, whatever team completes the task first is the winner, and will receive a special reward that I will announce after the contest.” Another pause followed, the old man was now slowly walking along the steel railing, eventually meeting with his followers downstairs, at the bar.

“Anything goes in this event. Should a teams cross paths, they are allowed to disable one another in combat. Whoever loses the battle will forfeit the contest, and is to return to the guild-house and wait for the others to finish.” The red-haired man paused again, slowly walking towards a basket made out of straw that contained the names of Draco Edge's members. “You will each pick a piece of paper. One this paper you'll find two names. One is your own, the other will be your partner's name.” Magical appearing words, yay!

As he continued speaking, Loritova approached each member to let them grab a piece of paper. “Do not, under any circumstance, reveal your paper while still in this house. Failure to do so, will automatically mean you forfeit the contest.” He paused, tossing the straw basket onto the counter. “At precisely 12 O'clock, you will all be transported to a path assigned to your team. There, your task will be revealed.”

“That will be all. Good luck, and I will see you all when you return here.” The guild master went back to his usual place, and patiently waited for every member to be transported to their assigned path.

It was time, one by one, every Draco Edge member was transported to their starting position. It had begun, Mission Impossible...

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Theo Castille


The sun rose slowly that day. Theo had already woken up long before the lazy, glowing disk first showed the faintest glimmers of its awakening. Attempting to be on his best performance for Mission Impossible, the obsidian-haired mage was pouring over his studies like one possessed. His blue eyes were highlighted with dark eye circles from his state of exhaustion. But still, he pushed on, drawing rune after rune in the air. As was common sense to everyone who had a brain, the little ceremony yesterday was a waste of time. He had to make up for it with far more harried work on his part, due to that lenience. Picking up the black dictionary in one hand, he flipped through the well-thumbed pages. “What is that rune for ‘deliverance’ again?” he muttered to himself. Scanning down the pages, he found the looked-for word, and with a murmured curse - he knew this one - added it to the glowing, floating symbols in front of him.

Engrossed in his work, he didn’t realize it when the sun had reached the zenith of its daily travel. Hours later, when he next glanced through his window, he was in for a shock. Theo leapt out of bed - just remembering to lock up his dictionary and check his appearance - before making his way out of his room. His stride was long and unhurried, and to him, at the very least, he looked every inch the nonchalant persona that Theo had crafted for himself. He was wearing his customary clothing, as such an affair was not worth the trouble.

Perambulating down the stairs, he mentally ran through the magic that might come in handy throughout this ‘adventure’. Hopefully, he would have someone useful as a partner, not like the C-rank or D-rank idiots that currently made up his team. Theo noticed that about everyone had ambled into the bar by the time that he arrived, but instead, positioned himself calmly at the edges of this gathering. While he wasn’t as antisocial as he appeared, the fact that he was here to listen to someone else speak greatly grated on his mood.

The guild master’s voice was every inch as loud and obnoxious as he had remembered. “Welcome everyone!” came his booming voice. While Theo was actually listening, he was paying more attention to the other members in his guild - those that he would, with great pleasure, be thinking of enemies. Here was the time to pay them back for all of those days they were too loud, and Theo would be taking quite perverse joy in taking down his own teammates. There wasn’t a chance for him to really… allow his annoyance at them to show for much of the time, so this was a gift from heaven. That is - if he wasn’t paired with one of them.

When the straw basket came around his way, he carefully plucked out one cream-covered paper, before folding it into halves without glancing at its contents for the time being. The guild leader then took the chance to warn them about the consequences, before giving yet more instructions. He inwardly rolled his eyes - the guild master seemed to love hearing his own resonating, deep voice.

Theo, leaning against the nearest wall, surreptitiously unfolded the paper to see the name of his partner. ‘Not Sotofu. Not Elysia.’ he inwardly chanted, while his face remained emotionless. There were two names on the paper - of course his, and one that started with the letters ‘El’. With as much haste as he could muster, he continued to open up that maddening slip of paper - to give a sigh of relief when seeing that his new partner was a “Eliza Victoria Hellsing”.

So, had this person, he vaguely knew it was a female, done anything to irk him in a few weeks that he had been a member of the guild? Truly speaking, the only fact that he truly knew was that she liked white feathery wings and had a dislike of killing. That, and she was an A-rank. He gave a mental shrug. If she couldn't, he would do the ‘disabling’ himself. It wasn’t as though he had any qualms or morals to trip him up in combat. Whether or not they would be able to return to the guild-house intact or not was their problem.

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Theo Castille


A quick teleport later, he found himself blinking in the sunlight. A large river ran nearby, its blue surface sending flashes of light up at the sky, and sparkling like a gem. Trees surrounded them, and using his deductive reasoning, he realized that he was in some sort of forest… and with that and the river as clues, they would be close to Clover Town. There would be a lake and a beach nearby, although - whether that would come in handy would be very much dependent on what their task was.

“Hey, is your name… Theo?” came a question. “If so, can you tell me the rules please. I kind of missed them” He almost brought one impeccable groomed hand to his forehead; it seemed as though he had been oblivious one extremely important detail. This Eliza was an idiot as well. The Holy Angel - more correctly, the Holy Idiot, with her green hair and red eyes seemed to be just the perfect opposition to him.

Perhaps that inward irritation made his statement more detached than usual, but he just barely maintained a quick answer and a smile. “Theo Castille at your service,” he said with a smirk. “The rules?” Theo shrugged before continuing. “Well, if you missed them, they weren’t that important, were they? He basically just told us that we could do whatever as long as… well, it doesn’t really matter at this point. Just the basic rules that he always places down.” So, with these tools at his disposal, what was the best way to deal with whatever they were supposed to be doing? Eliza was an A Rank, which proved that somehow, she would be useful. The only question was how… How was always the hardest part of a plan.

He was disturbed from his musings when the task was finally introduced. “Your team is tasked with hunting down and defeating Team 4, Akio and Seibi.” A C Rank, and an A Rank. Perhaps they were stronger in that regard, but he was sure that they had it inside them to win no matter what. Aki - the womanizer, with yet another Angel moniker. Seibi, he thought had something to do with electricity, if you looked at his alias.

So, there was a need to control his own territory, if he had to have any hope of dealing with this threat. With the best of his knowledge, they would probably have a task to go after their team - which meant that by standing here, they would doubtless be drawn into his nearby vicinity. And that would help, as he would have the time to set up the state, so to speak, before they would arrive. But there might be a small chance that he was wrong, and therefore, he needed a way to make sure that everything happened properly. Perhaps a decoy? A hunter?

And it would get those feathers out of his sight for a while as well. “Eliza, I hope that you heard the task this time.” Theo turned around to look around him with almost contemplating eyes. “It’d be better if we split up, there’s a faster chance that we’ll catch them. Why don’t you go down and stay on this side of the river, and I’ll stay here. Maybe use the fact that you can fly and the river to your advantage. I don’t really care.” His tone brokered no chance of disagreement. “If you see them, do what you can to either disable them or get them over to me. And by luck, stay far away from where I’m standing. I wouldn’t want to hurt you on accident.”

He turned over the facts again in his mind. “They should be powerful, both in terms of projectiles and close-hand combat. That Akio should be able to fly too. He’s an angel as well.” Then, a pause. “Don’t let them know that you’re alone. I don’t care how. Talk to yourself if that’s what it takes. We should be the only group that’s splitting up, so be careful about letting them know our strategy. It shouldn’t be too difficult for you - with your partner being an S Rank and all.” Drawing a rune swiftly, using both hands at the same time, a word quickly took form, before he flung it on the ground, making sure to place it a meter away from him and his partner. “Do please try not to fail out there.”