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Jared Flectre

"Good grief, what now? Can't a man get any peace around here?"

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a character in “Fairy Tail: A New Adventure”, as played by Alle9009

Description

Name:
Jared Flectre

Nicknames:
Jed, Old man Jed, Mr Refreshing

Age:
21 years old

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Description:
Jared's pretty tall, standing at 179cm with average weight, but he's also pretty lean. Jared has green eyes and short strawberry blonde hair that's tucked under his cap, along with two piercings near his eyebrow and two under his bottom lip. He wears a black undershirt with long sleeves under a shortsleeved navy and white collared shirt, along with a green tie. At his waist lies a belt with two loops that are made of cubes linked together like a chain. For his lower limbs, he wears dark navy blue pants with green lining at the cuffs that end just above his boots, which are green with black trimming.

He has a black mark on his the lower middle left of his back, that looks like a hibiscus wreathed in smoke. Does he care that he's dressed in clothes a bit too young for his age? Nope. He didn't have much for his teenage years, like hell he's not gonna start to make up for it.

Magic Type:
Caster magic: Sound magic, Amplification magic.

Holder magic: Lost magic: Soul magic (Since the ramifications of this is huge, I figured that it probably qualifies as Lost Magic).

Magical Spells/Tools:
Jared has many spells related to sound, including but not limited to:

Sound boost: uses vibration created by sound to aid his own movements, increasing his physical stats. Can be stacked.

Soul-seal magic: Jared is able to split his soul into little pieces and send them into inaminated objects, which then contain his senses and act as a solid extension of his mind. He's able to control these objects as if they were his own, and use them at his bidding. He mostly uses these on the cubes he's got at his waist. He can also see souls as a result of this power. He can deactivate the soul bits sealed away inside the object for use for a later time, although unless maintenance is given the soul fragment will fade away with time. However, he can do a transfer of souls if the object gets destroyed, and the soul strengthens whatever its inside magnificently.

However, being able to split a small part of his soul away into objects is very costly, despite the advantages. He can only use this ability a few times in a row before he is fatigued, and he has to be careful not to let the extra sensory output overwhelm him. He also has to make sure that he doesn't overuse this power, as it can cause death - he whittles his soul down each time he uses it, and if he's not careful he'll either fall into a coma or whittle his soul down to nothing, which would mean the death of his self. Furthermore, he is only able to control a set number of cubes, and soul recovery can take quite a while.

amplification magic: Support magic. This is a magic meant purely for support, where he amplifies others to allow for great magic. He is unable to use this on his own magic, only others.

Wizard Ranking: (S, B, or A)
B

History:
Jared was a self-taught mage, going on about learning magic on his own, before the Guild's captured him thanks to his usage of Soul-sealing magic. Other than this, not much else is known about Jared's life before entering the place.

Somewhere along the way though he got picked up by a dark guild, and was promptly used for experimentation. He was part of the batch that was sent for magic experimentation, and that was when his body got messed up. Despite the guild doing its best to turn him into a magical mindless soldier Jared resisted, buoyed by his memories of better times. Chronologically, he was there for a whole 12 years, but in the last two years he was sent to the time-management batch, where he met Noiz. The magic messed up his aging by moving him back a few years physically, but thankfully his mind was kept intact, and he spent his time trying to bring the other kids hope in that dark, cold place filled with pain and despair.

In the end, they got rescued. Jared was in the middle of fighting off a jailer when they came, and wasted no time dealing with them and getting the other kids out. Afterwards he chose to follow Mavis to the Fairytail guild, and there both him and Noiz quickly earned a reputation for themselves by rising up in the ranks. Thanks to spending little time there, Jared's body was only temporarily affected, and after two years resumed the normal aging process, which he's grateful for.

Personality:
Laidback and pretty calm, Jared is a guy who seems to never lose his cool. He prefers to laze the day away and hide in the shadows, although sometimes things prevent that. He's pretty cynical and can be quite sarcastic at times, but that doesn't mean that he's a jerk - far from it. Jared is actually a pretty reasonable guy, and underneath that layer of mild apathy lies someone who's loyal, caring and kind. He can be quite cold sometimes, but is quick to turn warm, and is pretty much just a decent person who'd rather lead a normal life instead of be in death-defying situations.

Jared is also pretty lazy, however, and can sometimes be quite philosophical about life. He's pretty wishy-washy about things, often going along with whatever seems easier, and sometimes he can get so apathetic about things its almost as if he's depressed. However, just because he doesn't have much opinion about things doesn't mean that he's weak-willed - Jared is, in his own quiet way, very stubborn and collected enough to understand what is expected of him and do things.

Strengths:
Pragmatism - Jared is calm and collected enough to know when its ok to fight a friend and when it isn't. He's sensible enough to do the right thing, even if it means destroying a lifelong dream of his own. If it involves knocking out his friends or destroying his own arm to win the war, Jared is able to distance his emotions enough to do it without missing a beat.
Reliable - Jared is just a pretty reliable person in general. If you need him, he'll be there, and he's a boon both in and out of the battlefield.
Calm - Jared doesn't really lose his cool in a fight. He's a bit irritable sometimes, yes, but even then he won't lose sight of what's important even if he gets angry, which is pretty rare.
Combat - He's fought for years in an experimental facility that tried to turn him into a soldier. He's good with creativity, and has excellent stamina. In fact, he has the potential to be S-class if he wasn't so darn lazy.

Weakness/Fears:
Good guy syndrome - Jared often finds it hard to leave people alone with their problems, and this can lead to quite a problem sometimes. This mostly extends to kids.
Lazy - If he could live a life filled with normalcy, he would. Sometimes it's a bit hard for him to get out of bed and do things, and this is in fact his biggest weakness since it means he's not utilising his power's full potential thanks to going for the easiest route.
Honesty - Jared tends to say what he thinks no matter what he does, which can sometimes lead to bad results.
Stubborn - tends to keep his own problems to himself sometimes, and can be really, really adamant about not getting out of bed and doing something.
Bees - Jared is absolutely terrified of bees. They're one of the very few things that can make him lose his cool. He's capable of handling it if there's only a few around (though he gets a bit jumpy), but a whole swarm of them? He'd be off and running.
Lack of opinion - Jared is, for a better term, wishywashy. He doesn't really hold much opinion on anything, and goes where the world takes him unless he has a better idea.

Habits:
Sighing - Jared sighs a lot, especially if he's dragged into something he feels that he's better off not being in like daily death battles.
Talking to himself - Well, not exactly himself. Jared likes to talk to his cubes, which contains pieces of his soul. Sometimes they tend to nod or do whatever cubes do in their spare time, although they never talk back - not unless Jared decides to activate them anyway.
Button collecter - As can be seen by the numerous buttons he's wearing, Jared likes to collect Buttons. Doesn't really matter what kind it is - he just likes them.

Family:
unknown

Location and Color of Guild Crest:
On the left collarbone, a quiet dark navy blue that matches his clothes.

Team: nil

Other:
He and Noiz know each other. He's a bit like Noiz's caretaker - he lets Noiz do his own thing and interrupts if he needs to and generally tries to teach him how to live right, like a parent. Generally, they get along, although he wishes Noiz would stop pestering him for a fight.

Nobody knows his past, and Mavis has promised not to tell anybody.

Tends to be found sleeping somewhere, and requires coffee to wake up in the morning or he'll wander around like a zombie for two hours after getting out of bed.

Jared can see spirits thanks to his ability, and as a result can see the spirits inside of Anna's dolls.

So begins...

Jared Flectre's Story

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Jared was dead to the world.

The twenty one year old was fast asleep in a corner of the room, head sideways on the table and using his soft woolen beanie as a makeshift pillow. He'd entered the guild earlier that morning in a daze, shuffling like a zombie towards a table, any table that was empty, as soon as possible without saying so much as a hello to anyone. Some might have called greetings, but Jared wasn't sure. He'd grunted and nodded back from inside his haze of sleep, though.

That had been two hours ago.

... I think I'm awake.

Jared yawned and raised his head from the table, smacking his lips noisily together. Rubbing at his sleep-crusted eyes, Jared slowly opened them and blinked blearily in the light, squinting around the guild as he tried to get used to the light. He stretched and yawned again, mouth opening silently as bones popped.

That felt better.

Jared's stomach grumbled, and he frowned, resting a hand against his stomach as if it would help calm it down. I'm hungry. Thirsty, he added quietly, remembering the dry feeling in his throat and mouth.

Solution: get food and drink. From Alicia.

More awake now than he had been two hours ago, Jared grabbed his beanie and stood up, taking long lazy strides to the bar. Behind the bar table, Alicia Fells smiled at him as she began to shake a concoction in a bar glass.

"Morning, Jared," she greeted cordially, tilting the steel device this way and that as she shook it. "Just woke up?"

"Mmmph." Jared slipped quietly into a bar stool, resting his elbows on the table and propping his head up with one hand.

"The usual?" Alicia asked with a smile. Behind her, the utensils quivered and rose as if she was already expecting a yes.

Jared nodded, playing out the routine they did every morning or so.

"One cinnamon pie slice and Coffee Delight coming up!" Alicia began to make the coffee while behind her, a knife flew towards the table and cut a thick slice out of the waiting pie. A plate wandered over and slowly lowered itself flat onto the table, and the pie lifted itself out of the dish and into the plate, followed by a fork. The slice of pie floated over to the plate as Alicia finished making the coffee, and with a flourish she placed both dishes in front of Jared. "Enjoy your meal!"

Lifting his cheek off his hand, Jared took a great long look at the food in front of him, face expressionless. The pie was steaming, a light golden brown that smelled of spices, and the caffeinated coffee was in a clear glass mug that housed a dark chocolatey brown liquid with a few ice cubes.

It looked delicious.

A smile, more like a faint curve of his lips, formed on Jared's face as he looked up at Alicia. "Thanks," he said quietly but genuinely, and then he tucked in.

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Anastasia

She was just starting to doze off when Fang wriggled his way out of her arms. Startled at the sudden movement, Anastasia opened her eyes just as the fox jumped to the floor. "Wait..!" Too little too late, the snow fox was already weaving in-between legs and jumping onto and off of chairs to a destination only he knew.

Gathering up Snowball and Princess, she stood and headed after her brother. "S-Sorry!" She mumbled after running into someone almost straight away. Sketching an awkward curtsy, cat under one arm and dog under the other she quickly scooted around the person and carried on in pursuit of the doll, slowly catching up to him.

Shifting the other two to the same arm, Sia hopped onto a chair and lightly dropped to the other side, accidentally knocking a couple of things over as the chair skidded backwards after she vacated it. Unknowing of the small piece of chaos she'd just caused as a miniature brawl broke out that soon dragged most of the guild members in, Anastasia reached down to grab the fox that quickly moved out of her reach, leaving her fingers clasping nothing but the air.

Slightly out of breath from the chase at this point, the doll-like girl paused for a moment to catch her breath, only just hearing the commotion behind her. Turning slowly, her eyes widened at the sight of the brawl taking place behind her, likely mere moments from people starting to through their magic into the mix. "Uhh... Oops?"

Hearing a laugh from behind her, Anna turned to see Mavis sat on a table behind her. The blonde child-like wizard was swinging her legs. "I'm glad everyone is having fun, aren't you?"

Blinking a couple of times, she turned her red gaze back to the fight and upon noticing the smiles those fighting wore, she smiled a little also. "Yeah..." Turning back to face Mavis, she noted that the guild master had already floated off to somewhere else.

Shrugging once, the seith wizard then realized that in stopping she had lost track of Fang. Sighing and hanging her head slightly, she was about to head back to her seat, knowing her brother would make his way back over eventually. It was then she noticed him at the bar, having somehow clambered his way up onto the counter where he was watching as Jared tucked into his food.

Anastasia knew Jared somewhat, or rather knew him in passing since she had yet to actually speak to the man since she spent most of her time napping with her dolls or out on small errands for the people in the town.

The petite girl started heading over to the bar, Snowball and Princess clambering up her to a shoulder each as she got there and picked up Fang. "Sorry if he bothered you..." She smiled at the man before looking down at the fox who seemed a little more smug than usual. She frowned a little at her brother, realizing it was probably his way of getting her to talk to someone outside of Mavis and the souls she sometimes found wandering around.

Not quite sure what to do, she climbed up onto a seat a couple away from Jared so as to not disturb him while he ate. With the three dolls hopping onto the bar, she smoothed out the creases in her dress with her hands, hunching over a little as she waited to see if the blonde haired man had even noticed her.

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Jared knew that a fight was going to start before they started shouting. He could hear it in the scraps of the chairs that they'd shoved back, violent and angry. All he did in response was bend a little lower over the counter so that no debris or magic could hit him in the crossfire and took another small bite out of his pie. It didn't involve him, so as far as Jared was concerned it wasn't his problem. Instead, Jared closed his eyes, savouring the small piece of delicious cinnamon goodness for as long as he could to fully appreciate the taste before swallowing. His expression was still as bland as porridge without seasoning, but there was a subtle tilt to his mouth that suggested enjoyment, and a sense of contentment radiated out of him.

... This is really good pie... huh?

Jared heard something soft pawing beside the stool he was seated on, close to his legs. Looking down in curiosity, Jared's eyebrows rose a few degrees, something that was a bit surprising for those who knew him. "...Ah."

There was a white fox plush trying to climb the chair beside him. It was pretty smart - as Jared watched it had already wiggled its way up into the seat of the stool, using the thick stool leg as leverage to shimmy up with its little white paws. Now it was seated onto the chair, turning as if it had just noticed that someone was staring at it.

Or rather, him.

Jared didn't look away, although his eyebrows went back down. For a moment, the two stared at each other, fox plush still in his seat and Jared with a fork in his hands. Then...

"... need a lift?" Jared asked casually, placing his fork down. He cupped both his hands and stretched it out like a platform towards the fox plush. The young male spirit inside the fox plush looked as if he were considering the option for a moment before shrugging, using Jared's hands as a platform to make it onto the counter. Not quite how he'd expected it to be used, but eh. He hadn't expected to meet a spirit here either. Turning back to his remaining pie, Jared took another bite, aware that the spirit inside the fox plush was watching him.

I don't think the spirit wants pie... They can't eat. What's he after?

Jared chewed thoughtfully on the pie, looking at the spirit. To anyone seeing, the fox plush was seated onto the counter on all four paws like a cat, looking back at Jared. For a moment, Jared wondered whether to speak. Why would a spirit come to him?

"Sorry if he bothered you..."

Jared turned to see a girl with white hair grabbing at the fox, who stayed still pliantly in her hands. It seemed as if the male spirit was comfortable with her. It seemed as if the male spirit knew her then, or was at least comfortable with her.

"...It's cool." Jared replied, expression neutral as always. The girl nodded, and Jared's expression didn't change as another two spirits popped up, one inhabiting a cat plush with a pink bow around its neck and the other inside a small soft dog. She hopped up at the table with the other spirits, and for a few moments they sat by each other in comfortable silence, the soft toys seated on the counter in a row in front of them.

Anna. Jared remembered her name now. That explained the spirits - it was her magic that granted them a home in the plushies. The girl was Anastasia, but apart from her being Noiz's age that was all Jared knew. He'd seen her around a few times, but it was the first time they'd talked. Placing his fork back onto the plate that contained his nearly finished pie, Jared turned his head to look at Anastasia and the trio of soft toys.

Talking. Right. Conversation. Jared took a sip of his coffee, appreciating the slightly bitter taste that spread across his tongue.

"Good morning." He said to both Anastasia and the spirits inhabiting the plushies. "Have you eaten? Cinnamon pie is good." Jared asked Anna casually, leaning his elbows against the table. Then he turned to the spirits. "It's nice to meet you." Jared greeted the spirits casually, not caring that it seemed as if he were talking to the plushies for anyone who couldn't see souls. The next words Jared uttered would probably send a sharp shock of surprise through Anna if it hadn't flared at the first time he talked to the plushes like they were normal people instead of asking Anastasia questions. " What are your names?"

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Riku tried to stifle his laughter at first, but the snorting sound that came out in the process just made him laugh more. He could just imagine Azrael falling in a tangled heap at the top of the stairs. It reminded him of some clowns that had traveled with his group for a while. If it were them, though, they'd probably all roll down the stairs at once, too, with some extra amusing sound effects when they hit the bottom. The boy made a quiet 'honk' noise that made very little sense outside of the context of his own thoughts, but that was the end of it.

The boy went where he was steered, grinning widely as their group was completed. He started bouncing from foot to foot while the twins locked their house up, suppressing the urge to start running for it. The longer their job was delayed, the more excited he got, but it wouldn't be as much fun if he took off without the twins and he knew it. "You bet I am!" he cheered in response, arms pumping into the air. It only took a few seconds for him to run out of self restraint, and he started full on sprinting back toward the train station, filling the air with gleeful giggles. Every few feet or so he would pause to make sure he was still close to the older boys, and about half way to their destination he'd finally vented enough energy that he stopped running ahead. He was still bouncing up and down as they went instead of walking normally, though.


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Mary definitely hadn't expected to be joined by any other guild members, certainly not Slick as she hadn't known he was even anywhere in the area. Once she'd gotten over the shock, though, she was happy to see him- long enough for her to appreciate his banter again, at least. It lifted her spirits, pushed her back into the personality she adopted whenever her guildmates were around. Still, it didn't take long for her to start worrying about putting the man in danger. Now she wanted to protect both him and the children; which was ridiculous, as he was obviously perfectly capable of defending himself, unlike the kids she was there to rescue, but he was still family like any other Fairy Tail member and this was Magpie. She felt the need to protect everyone.

"Ugh, who's your friend?" Dark Guild Wizard Numero Dos complained. "He's not nearly as appetizing." Mary didn't bother answering, as she was far more concerned with Slick's suggestion. There was absolutely no way she would leave him to fight them alone, even if there weren't other lives at stake; on top of that, though, she knew their adversaries would attack the kids as soon as they were out in the open, and she wasn't about to take that risk. The suggestion was entirely absurd no matter how she looked at it.

She wasn't sure if she liked that reckless grin on his face, either, but at the same time, his confidence sort of rubbed off on her. The woman looked at her opponent with disgust and charged him head on, knowing full well what his reaction would be by now. "That's more like it!" the dark wizard crowed, his chains flying toward her again.

He caught her by her wrists, but despite the searing pain, she didn't fight it- instead, she used it to her advantage. She was pulled toward him quickly, lifted into the air, and she used that momentum to swing forward. "Ice Make: Mace!" Before he even knew what hit him, Magpie had built up her own chains, which whipped through the air from her ankles flinging two orbs of ice, each covered in spikes. When he had meant to pull her creepily up against him, he was instead kicked in the face with both her feet, and the maces swung around his neck and head, scratching him the whole way until they made their final hit. With two large, spiked orbs of ice lodged into each side of his face, the dark guild wizard twitched a bit before falling to the ground in a heap. His chains shattered, and Mary landed on top of him, dropping two ice hammers to his chest on the way down.

"Not the face..." he whimpered, mouth squished with the way the maces had pushed in his cheeks. "That was.. harsh..."

She might have let that be the end of it, if not for the fact that she now had a bunch of children and a guild mate nearby, so she really wanted to be sure this was wrapped up for good and was starting to get grumpy. "Just giving you a taste of your own medicine," she told him under her breath. At the same time, she was forming chains of ice that slithered around the wizard's entire body, encasing the source of his own chains. When everything was covered from his feet to his neck, the chains squeezed slightly and plunged into the ground to keep him secure; she heard his chains straining under hers, and shattering each time they tried to escape. Soon enough, he just stopped trying, and she was pretty sure he'd completely passed out.

Satisfied that the fight was over, Magpie stood, just in time to be nearly knocked over again by a wave of snow. She blinked, and looked around until she spotted Slick over by the children. Once she located the source of the blast- his opponent sunken into a crater she surely made herself- Mary smiled. She almost laughed, even.

The woman jogged toward the group, ready to get out of there, but soon slowed to a stop before she'd actually reached the cavern entrance. Something wasn't right. Both of the wizards were defeated, completely down for the count... but there was still an ominous presence nearby. She felt more magic, but as she looked around, she just couldn't locate the source of it. Her eyebrows tugged together with concern, and she started walking sort of sideways.

"Sli- ah!" She made it to about a foot away from the others, and started to ask Slick if he felt the presence too, but she was stopped short. The snow and ice covered mountain changed completely; before she even recognized what was happening, the land had disappeared from beneath her feet, and Mary had fallen into a vat of molten lava. Her arms slammed into the rocky outcrop that the kids were now huddled together in the middle of, barely keeping herself from being engulfed in the bubbling magma. As it was, the remains of her shoes were incinerated, and her feet burned before she managed to get into the solid surface. "What?" she exclaimed breathlessly, looking around for the source of this strange magic.

"I had really hoped I wouldn't need to step in this time..." came a calm but disappointed voice from atop another piece of solid rock. Mary's eyes snapped to the wizard as soon as he spoke, and she realized immediately what had been going on: illusion magic. The figure was fuzzy, like he was still using the magic, but now that she recognized it she could fight against it; he wasn't as skilled with it as the twins were, even. On the other hand, their change in scenery was definitely not an illusion. Mary grit her teeth, ice forming around her feet that only did a little to ease her pain but filled the area with thick billows of steam.

This wasn't good. They really needed to get these kids to safety, and fast, or she was going to run out of energy soon. She looked back at Slick and got tentatively to her feet, deciding it was time to pull out the big guns. This new guy was giving her a real bad feeling, but she wasn't about to give up- never. Still standing, her form changed in a puff; a seemingly different woman stood in her place, tall with long dark hair and a pointed chin; her tattered clothes replaced by deep violet wrappings that covered her eyes, and a white cloth that rippled in an unfelt wind. She needed to get close to this dark wizard, close enough to Copy him so she could turn this place into something less dangerous to the children, and they didn't have the time anymore to get to know his style or prolong the fight. In the form of Madame Mauve, she could see what would happen before it did, and hear any 'loud' thoughts from around her, as well as direct her own thoughts where she pleased; although she wasn't all that experienced using that part of Mauve's powers, so her communications often came off as more of a general feeling than precise words, which was how it worked when she attempted to project her plan into Slick's head so he wouldn't worry and the dark guild wizard wouldn't hear.

The area was still filled with steam, but she couldn't see anyway, so it didn't hinder her. She divined where the places of solid rock would be, and pounced between them, until she was directly behind their assailant. Got him, she thought at Slick triumphantly, before her hands clapped down on the dark wizard's shoulders. I can only stay in his form for five minutes so we have to make this quick. With that last bit of telepathy, she Copied him, this form overriding Madam Mauve's, and his knowledge flowed into her in an instant. You'd think she'd have been prepared, having done this plenty of times before, but what she found out hit her like ten tons of bricks. She gasped, voice foreign to her when she uttered a single disbelieving "No."

Mary was completely blindsided, leaving herself vulnerable, so the real dark guild wizard (who she now knew was called Doku) was quick to strike- and hard. He sent her- the other him- flying. Just before she would have fallen into the lava again, she regained a sliver of her composure and used his power against him, terragenesis morphing the landscape into a gorgeous meadow that in no way fit the mood. She instead landed in harmless grass, squishing flowers and throwing up dirt as she skid across the ground. "What the hell is wrong with you people?!" she growled in the dark wizard's voice, which was odd for him to hear as his tone was almost always more.. lazy, than anything else, like a cat on its way to another nap. Still, Magpie had recovered from the shock, and now was far into the realm of pissed off. The dark guild had been planning to sacrifice all of these children in a sadistic ritual, to forge a demon key- basically the evil version of a celestial spirit key. All of them were supposed to die for one stupid key- children.

Speaking of which, Doku had been hiding behind his illusion magic the whole time, holding the kid that had been missing from the group hostage. Oh yeah, and to top it off, an overwhelming number of jobs they'd been getting were staged to draw out targets from Fairy Tail; they were after her guild members, to kill them, particularly Zane, and not a damn thing about any of this was okay.

As Mary pushed herself up, still in the lithe but very physically strong form of the dark guild Lieutenant, it was obvious she wasn't the same as she had been a few minutes ago in any way. The real Doku looked bored and mildly irritated, but the Mary version... Her normal cool, compassionate gaze had turned completely murderous.


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The redder Emerald's face got, the more he grinned. "No need to sound so unsure of yourself. That is really useful! And I'm sure you're great at it!" He finished his drink and pat the bar to signal for a refill, and gave Alicia a grateful nod when he got it. "You're gonna have to show me some time."

Then he noticed some others approaching the bar, and straightened his back at the delicious scent of pie. Freshly baked cinnamon pie, to be exact, and despite the fact that he'd probably already snuck a few cookies that morning and had eaten on the trip back to Magnolia, he now really wanted that pie. Maybe it had to do with his mysterious origins and/or his weird magic, but the guy could eat three horses in one sitting and still have room for dessert.

"Ooh, can we get some of that pie over here, please?" Warren smiled warmly as items floated through the air, cutting plating and delivering two warm slices of cinnamon pie without a hitch. "On me," he promised Emerald with a smirk, pushing one of the plates more toward her. "It's delicious." He leaned back slightly to look around her at the others, where the first slice had gone to. "Oh- morning Anna!" He waved, then returned his attention to Emerald. "So- if I may ask- what are those goggles for?"

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Emerald Jay

"No need to sound so unsure of yourself. That is really useful! And I'm sure you're great at it!"

Blushing lightly once more, Emerald rubbed at the back of her head in embarrassment, knocking her goggles askew before quickly reaching up with her other hand to right them again."Well, I wouldn't say great... I'm still learning after all.

"You're gonna have to show me some time." She nodded, smiling at Warren, quietly murmuring her agreement.

Lost in her thoughts on what exactly she could show him, she startled slightly as a slice of cinnamon pie was pushed under her nose. "Thanks!" Emerald smiled brightly at Warren. She loved sweet food and while not her favorite, cinnamon pie was delicious and with a mouthful of the food already in her mouth, she made a sound of agreement at the blonde's statement of that fact.

Intent on eating the yummy pie, Emerald barely noticed Anastasia sitting herself a few seats down, next to another blonde. Waving absentmindedly at the pair, just as Warren greeted the small girl, the green-haired girl flushed a little as she realized that she hadn't really been paying much attention to Warren.

"So- if I may ask- what are those goggles for?"

Pausing with a fork of cinnamon pie part way to her mouth, Emerald quickly swallowed the portion she was chewing and put the fork back down before reaching up to tap her goggles, not noticing the crumbs that clung to the corner of her mouth. "These? They're enchanted for night vision and help heighten my sight. And they keep dust and stuff out of my eyes." With that she picked the fork back up and glancing at Warren for a moment, quickly shoved the piece of pie into her mouth.


Azrael Valkyrie & Gabriel Valkyrie

"You bet I am!" As the younger boy ran ahead, the twins picked up their pace a little, smiling fondly at the boy as he paused to make sure he hadn't gone too far ahead of them. By the time the boy had calmed down somewhat and was instead bouncing as he walked, they were only another block away from the station.

While the pair lived on the outskirts of town, they weren't located two far from the station or the guild, it meant that they could wake up later and still make it to places somewhat promptly, but still allowed them a little privacy. Once at the station, Gabriel headed off to purchase the trio's tickets while Azrael rested his hand on Riku's shoulder in the hopes the boy wouldn't go running off and cause trouble somewhere, which given Riku's love of attention may end up happening, especially given the station's rather bland decorations.

Deciding to try and distract the boy, Azrael crouched down to the his level and smiled. "So, how about you and I try to come up with a silly name for Gabby?" Waiting for a moment to allow the blue-haired teen to think, the silver-haired teen then gave his first suggestion. "How about Ellie?"


Anastasia

"...It's cool." At the man's response, Anastasia brightened up, coming out of the slouch she had ended up in. Turning to face him, she gave a small smile.

"Good morning." The girl blinked in surprise as he greeted the spirits as well, and the trio of plushies turned to face the blonde for a moment, heads turned to the side as they tried to decide whether it was them he was talking to. "Have you eaten? Cinnamon pie is good."

"Morning... I ate earlier, I think. I'm not overly fond of sweet things though..." She smiled a little sheepishly here.

"It's nice to meet you." Part way through her ramblings Jared had turned to face the dolls. "What are your names?"

At this the three straightened up, now certain that the man could see them. At this realization, the dog bounded toward him, demanding attention even as the cat backed away until she was practically on Anna's lap again. The fox stayed put, smug once again.

"Ahh, you can see them then?" The girl's eyes lit up at this and she gestured first toward the dog who was now rubbing himself on the man's hand, then to the cat who had made it onto her shoulder."I don't know his name, but I call him Snowball. He decided one day I was too gloomy and kept following me before agreeing to be bound so he could properly play again. And she's Princess, not sure about her name either. She's not one for getting messy, and I think she's shy, but she's adorable and that's fine. Finally." Here she paused to tap the fox on the nose. "This is my brother... Leonidas, or Fang. Fang now I suppose..." She trailed off here, slumping over and placing her head on the counter as the plushies all moved back over to try and stop her from crying.

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"Ahh, you can see them then?"

Ahh, so he was right. Spirits they were, although he didn't quite know what they looked like. Well, it would be rude to ask to see their figures just because he was curious, so Jared wasn't going to bother. They would show him if they wanted to, no biggie. As the puppy bounded over to him Jared hesitantly reached out, scratching the plush puppy on the head. It felt soft and fine in his hands, like real puppy fur, and Jared decided to adhere to the rules of what he knew about animals (even if he or she used to be alive and human) and started to scratch it behind the ears, fingers sifting gently through the dog's white fur, prepared to stop if the spirit - Snowball - didn't like it.

As Anastasia continued with the introductions Jared's face remained the same neutral look, noting how the cat Princess was as far away from him as she could. Her name suited her. Shy, but it was ok - Jared could relate. He knew how nerve wrecking talking to people could be (even now talking to others was a bit hard), and she had Anastasia for company. She probably didn't like talking to people who only saw her as a stuffed animal anyway. He gave a polite nod towards her, taking another sip of his drink.

The fox, the one who had approached him, had seemed smug when Jared had revealed that he could see them. Had he noticed that Jared could see spirits? Probably not, Jared decided, remembering how Leonidas - no wait, Fang - had turned his head in surprise like the others, the feeling of surprise that came from the toys when he revealed that he could see them for who they were. It had probably been a lucky guess, in what had been an attempt to get Anastasia to talk to someone.

So the fox is her brother? That sucks. Jared eye's narrowed a tiny fraction, slightly concerned at the change of tone in her voice when Anastasia began to reveal who the fox spirit was. It had been enthusiastic before, like someone who had just met a fan in the same fandom they were in for the first time, but the moment she mentioned the fox spirit her tone started to waver, almost as if -

As if she were about to cry.

Jared froze, hand still holding the half finished cup of coffee. Anyone who didn't know him well or were bad at observation would see that although his normally relaxed posture had stiffened his face didn't change, but those who did would have noticed Jared's eyes widening just a bit as the realization hit him, mouth going slightly slack with surprised dismay. Oh no.

Before he could do anything Anna's face crumpled. Frozen in his seat, Jared watched as Anastasia slumped over to rest her head against the counter, the images of children crying; reigned in sobbing with despair and hopelessness in their voices suddenly flashing vividly in mind like lightning out of the blue. The spirits gathering around her in an effort for comfort snapped Jared out of his flashback, and in a move that was more instinct than conscious Jared reached out a hand to pat her on the head.

It was something he had done back when he had been locked up in that place, giving what comfort he could to the kids who had been locked up like him. So many children crying or dull eyed with hopelessness or death... Jared didn't like seeing that.

Scratch that. Jared never wanted to see that again.

His hand was soothing and warm, although bandages covered his palms from a wound he had received a few days ago adding a coolness to the touch. For a moment, Jared considered a hug, but he dismissed it within seconds. Hugging someone he'd just met was too much out of his comfort zone, and he wasn't sure whether Anna would appreciate the close contact. Instead, he ruffled her hair gently, hopefully comfortingly, ready to pull back if she didn't like it. It seemed to work when he did it with the kids back then, so maybe it'd work now too? Jared hoped it did. Even after all those times, unsureness still settled like soggy bread in his stomach, worry that he might be screwing up. Worried, he shot Fang and the other two a look that said Is this ok? What should we do?

"...It's ok." He said quietly, his tone being hopefully reassuring. "You don't need to talk about it if you don't want to." Working to recall stuff that helped cheer people up back then, Jared turned to Alicia, who was busying herself with drying some cups. "... Alicia, some food please?" He asked, emoting with his eyes act normal, act normal. "Nothing too sweet," he added, remembering that Anna had said that she didn't like sweet things earlier. "and a refill for my cup. Thanks."

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Anastasia

Despite trying her best not to relieve that memory again, Anastasia couldn't help but slip into it. Her brother telling her to run, the sound of flesh being cut, the heavy smell of blood in the air, the exhaustion as she fled as far as she could. crying the entire time.

A few tears escaped her eyes, Fang quickly wiping them from her face. Feeling something resting on her head, the girl opened her eyes, blinking away the blurriness from her vision. Glancing up, she noticed that Jared had his hand on her head And while she hadn't heard what he had said, he seemed to have just finished speaking to Alicia.

The girl gave him a watery smile before closing her eyes and taking deep breaths to center herself. Once she felt that she wouldn't start crying again, she straightened up in her seat, a suddenly shy look on her face as she opened her eyes and stared at the table. "Uhh. Sorry about that."

It was just than that a plate settled onto the table in front of her, a fork along with it. Blinking a couple of times, Anastasia tilted her head to the side as she looked at the slice of tiramisu that was now in front of her. The dessert was more bitter than sweet from the coffee and was something she had ordered a couple of times since joining the guild. Honestly, she was surprised that Alicia remembered that she had liked it before.

Reaching for the fork, she scooped up a small piece of it to eat, humming softly at the taste. The girl then turned to face Jared again, smiling up at him, clearly happier than just a few minutes previously. "So. Umm..." She trailed off, because what could she say after breaking down in front of the man?