Pommel Grade
â-And you stay over there you weasel!â The feisty young wizard yelled, fuming slightly and puffing her cheeks as Slick scooted away from her counter. That man was infuriating! Huffing slightly, it took her a moment to realise she actually had company, turning back to see the cheerful smiling face ofâŠ
âM-Magpie!â Pommel stammered, her surprise quickly turning into an exclamation of joy, clapping her hands together and giving her own bright smile. âYes, yes! Of course, take as many as you want! Let me know what you think!â Pommel beamed, thrusting the tray out towards Miss White. It was her! Ranking in at number 32 of the 12th Fairy Tail Power Poll (as decided by fans), the Ice Make Master herself! Sure, that was quite far below Cold Steel, but she was still one of the most respected wizards around, and with her sweet and dainty demeanour, who wouldnât be enamoured with her?
It took much of Pommelâs restraint not to gush out her admiration for the woman in front of her, though Mary would likely be used to the slightly eccentric girlâs passionate spiels and questions by now. Pommel had been at the guild for a couple of years, and had completely changed in that time from the timid self sheâd started out as after initially joining. Unlike Wynter, who, despite Pommelâs best attempts to interact with her, always seemed to comically be called away or otherwise occupied; Magpie had always made the time for her and been there as a strong maternal figure at the guild. In that regard, she was just as inspiring a female figure in her life, and possibly the person she leant on the most. Cold Steel was always just that, the cool, powerful but relatively silent beauty of the guild. Magpie on the other hand was warm, mature, down to earth, and far more approachable to the young wizard. Honestly, both of them were incredible in her eyes.
âSo, are they good? I tried adding in some mor-..!â Pommel stopped mid-sentence, freezing and staring across the guild hall to the corner of the room. In an instant, her world shattered, the weight of her body suddenly seeming to drag her down and swaying as if the slightest breeze could knock her down. I-It couldnât be⊠HowâŠ? It wouldnât take long for Magpie to trace Pommelâs line of sight to Wynter and Emerald, Cold Steel making a point of introducing herself to the newer member. W-why hadnât she done that with Pommel? Sheâd been here far longer than that girl, and they hadnât spoken once! What did Emerald have that she didnât? Wobbling until she flopped face down over the counter in a comical fashion, she made an exasperated sound.
Of course, Magpie would be aware of Pommelâs fascination with the Knight of Fairy Tail, along with the fact that sheâd refused to introduce herself to her, doing her best to stand out and have herself be noticed by Wynter. Ironically, it seemed something always seemed to get in the way of that dream, be that missions, guild fights, waitressing, the list went on. Slowly raising her head to look up to Magpie, she pouted some, looking downcast.
âWhat am I doing wrong Maggy..?â She gave another deep sigh, the rough day starting to get to her. Though anyone that knew Pommel would be certain that this wouldnât last long.