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Charlotte Leiss

"Humans are more interesting than dolls - they don't always do what I want."

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

Description

Charlotte Leiss
(Char, not Lottie)
17 years old, Female
The Dollmaster, C-Rank Draco Edge Member

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~ Physical Info ~


{Appearance}
One might say that Charlotte’s appearance reflects her true nature surprisingly well. She is of a taller stature for a girl, and although she does not know her own height, others estimate it to be above 5ft 6in (167.5 cm). She is slender, clearly built for agility over strength although one shouldn’t disregard the latter. She prides herself on her strength, although stamina is a different issue altogether. She has long dark hair, the brown hue almost black. It reaches just past her shoulders and contrasts with her fair skin. Her eyes are a pale shade of red, which some people find intimidating. She dresses for comfort rather than style, but despite this, her usual clothes consist of a skirt rather than trousers. She prefers her clothes in shades of brown.

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{Tattoo}
Charlotte’s guild stamp is just above the left collarbone, along the base of her neck. It’s a red just a shade darker than her eyes.

~ Mentality ~

{Personality}
Charlotte is a person who mainly acts on two things: practicality and entertainment. Most of what she does and says falls into one of these two categories, and she rarely bases actions on emotion. She wears a persona of constant condescending cheer, and doesn’t seem to ever get upset beyond playful sulking or mild irritation. It’s an automatic instinct of hers to hold back on her feelings, and she ends up keeping them all to herself. On a different note, Charlotte is of the mischievous sort, finding enjoyment in what she considers the ‘harmless teasing’ of others. She can learn a lot about people from seeing how they react to her antics, so it has a practical purpose as well… but mostly, she does it for entertainment. Due to this and other factors, she often finds it difficult to have normal social interaction. Much of her personality comes from her childhood of independence, and even though she’s gotten used to guild-life, she still has a tendency to act alone. Rather, the concept of depending on others is unfamiliar to her. Her inexperience shows in her decisions, but she's always paying attention and always ready to learn from past mistakes, after significant brooding. She may react violently when teased and seem a little mean with her teasing, but she is a kind person beneath it all… probably… but with the way she acts when someone calls her Lottie, some might put that up to debate...


{Likes} {Dislikes}
o Dolls Impractically Fancy Clothes x
o Thunderstorms Cold Weather x
o Bittersweet Foods Sugary Sweets x
o Horror Stories Bad Storytellers x
o Teasing Others Being Teased x
o Interesting Things Boredom x

{Quirks} {Phobias}
% She answers questions in her sleep Broken Bones @
% Sometimes she eats off her knife instead of her fork Sensory Deprivation @
% She is slightly far-sighted but only wears glasses when she reads
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~ Ability Statistics ~


{Magic-Types}
Doll Play Magic ~ Transformation Magic (training for Copy Magic) ~ ~Sleep Magic (training for Dream Magic)

{Signature Spell}
Ideal Doll – The user discards all inhibitions, leaving herself vulnerable while she focuses solely on the complete control of one doll. By infusing excess magical energy into the doll, she can raise its agility, power, resistance, and overall battle capabilities. Inanimate dolls have no physical limitations, so they can maintain that level of combat until the mage herself tires. It is possible to use this spell on living dolls as well, but there are heavy consequences on the victim. This spell is strongest for Charlotte when she uses Eira.

{Spell List}
~Puppeteer, Wood Doll, Rock Doll, Carpet Doll
This is Charlotte’s main form of magic. She has always had an affinity with Doll Play Magic and is fairly adept with it already. In fact, she’s so used to it that she often abuses it for trivial things, an example being how she uses it to animate her favorite doll, Eira. It is a humanesque figure that is as large as a smaller girl and wears clothes that liken it to a cat. Some people could even mistake it for a human being. It isn’t uncommon to see this doll trailing after its owner. Whether it’s due to Charlotte’s will or not is unknown, but it often acts as if it can understand other people and reacts accordingly.

~Basic Transformation
~Dream Knock

{Non-magic Skills}
# Skilled with knives, be it for throwing, fighting, or domestic uses
# Very good at multitasking
# Extremely observant coupled with an exceptional memory… but only if she finds it interesting…
# Stealth is her forte
# Reading others (which his helpful in card games)

~ Personal Background ~

{Biography}
Charlotte Leiss was born in a prosperous little town and raised by her father, a reputed doll maker, and her mother, a mage. It was a loving environment with an endless supply of toys for the little girl and countless tales of adventure and guilds. She eagerly listened to every word of her mother’s stories and often said that she too, would join a guild when she grew up. Her father, supportive of his daughter’s dreams, often made her dolls resembling famous mages that she could play with, but she was always fondest of a larger doll that was given to her on her seventh birthday. It was something her father had worked on over the years, and as large as the little girl itself. The doll was a girl with bright blue eyes and fair skin. It wore a cream hooded cloak with feline adornments. Charlotte called it Eira, and loved it. These times continued on until she was almost nine years old, when her mother died on a high-ranking guild request. Then everything changed.

Charlotte’s father, in his grief, became a recluse, choosing to spend his days alone in his room. There were no more toys for the little girl and no one to tell her stories. Her father wasn’t never good with domestic chores, but now seemed to simply ignore them. Insecure of her own future, the little girl took it upon herself not to bother him and to do things for herself. It was in these years that she learned to cook and clean, became independent, but the other children of her town shunned her because of it. By the time she was thirteen, her sweet disposition had twisted into the more sarcastic nature of now. She would have ended up worse had it not been for a strange happening. One day, Eira began to move. The doll became her closest friend, and she told it everything and anything, and it would listen. She believed for the longest time that it was her mother’s spirit returned, because Eira would know just what to do to cheer her up. Stranger still, the doll seemed to grow over the years with Charlotte, always just a little smaller than herself. Through Eira, Charlotte also discovered her own affinity with doll play magic, and enjoyed bringing her old dolls to life. It wasn’t until she was fifteen years old that she found out, quite by accident, that it was her father. She hadn’t known him to be a mage, but he had tried to communicate with her through the doll she loved.

She had always thought her father didn’t care and had hated him, but she had also thought he disapproved of her hopes to join a guild. After all, he’d always react negatively to any reference to guilds, mages, or her mother. However, she saw through what he’d done with Eira, how he’d taught her magic through the doll, and soon afterwards, she entered his room and said to his back, that she was going to join a guild. His only response were the words, be careful. It was enough. Now Charlotte claims not to have any lingering attachments to her old life or her father, but she’s still bringing Eira along, as lively as ever. However, the story of why she joined Draco Edge and how Eira went from a blue-eyed doll to its current appearance and life as a weapon? That’s for a different time.

So begins...

Charlotte Leiss's Story

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Character Portrait: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Shae Anne Ramine Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Dimetre Vlasimaro Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Morien Morningstar Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Haruka Sora Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Akio Kakudo Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala Character Portrait: Loritova Character Portrait: Eliza V. Hellsing Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Akumu Hoshimi Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal Character Portrait: Theo Castille Character Portrait: Fumiko Gato

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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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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal

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Cassadin


"Oh, you look like you need some more water little guy!" Said the man, or rather, the boy, kneeling down in front of a small sunflower outside of Draco edge's main headquarters. He lifted the green water jug up, sprinkling a generous amount of aqua on the Sunflower. He adjusted the soil around the plant, wiping his dirty hands on his white shirt as he finished, smearing it with earthy color. "There, all done." Said Cassadin, entering the main building, wearing his dirty gardening clothes. He entered, the main building, waving too and greeting his fellow guild members as he headed to his room, to put his equipment away.

He entered the room, with its calm green and soil brown walls, and opened a large blue chest, where his put his watering can, spade, and seed packets away, removed his dirty shirt, and plopped down on his bed, sighing. Today marks the two-month anniversary of the Luna incident; the day in which Cass was kidnapped by the sinister cult, and his former teammates were slaughtered in front of his eyes. Cass was no stranger to violence and death, and being a mage, you take certain risks, but he still hadn't quite recovered from the horrible disaster that was his first mission.

Today was also the three-month anniversary of the guild's conception, and a day for celebration. Mordecai and Chayton had gone out previously, to hunt game for the feast, he assumed, and would most likely be back soon, so Cass decided to put on some decent clothes and socialize with his guild-mates. As he buttoned-up his black collared shirt, he wondered was his teammates were doing. Chowa was most likely tending to the library, or sitting about in the tavern-floor, and Charlotte, as usual, was most likely bickering, or having some sort of silly contest with her mortal rival, Anachayla.

He stepped out of his room, heading to the main floor, to see what was happening in Draco Edge.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Loritova Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal

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Chowa Kyoku - a corner of the bar section

'It is annoying...and noisy...' was Chowa's first thought as he entered the guild. Everyone was all noisy...everything was so annoying...why couldn't they appreciate some quietness?...it would certainly make his life easier...God knew he hated noises. One hand clutching his book tightly and the other hand swaying back and forth in a lazy manner, Chowa's eyes immediately scanned the entire bar section and tried to find the quietest corner so he could read his book in peace. Well, it seemed luck didn't like him today. The teenager's frown deepened and he walked to a corner and sat down on a wooden chair, his footsteps barely created any noises. He looked at the empty table he was sitting...This table hadn't been taken yet...thanks god! He put the book on the table and sat in a low tone of voice to the bartender "...Miss Fienmal...would you mind making a cup of black coffee for me?...thank you very much..." He nodded his head and acknowledged several members as they waved their hands...He hated being sociable...Sighing deeply, Chowa opened his book and began reading, completely ignored everything else.

'Water is a chemical substance with the chemical formula H2O. A water molecule contains one oxygen and two hydrogen atoms connected by covalent bonds. Water is a liquid at ambient conditions, but it often co-exists on Earth with its solid state, ice, and gaseous state (water vapor or steam). Water also exists in a liquid crystal state near hydrophilic surfaces.'

Apparently, Chowa was reading about his element - Water...You might wonder what the hell was Water element or why the hell was he reading it...well, we would have to look back at his history to know about this. You see, Chowa was not a normal person. He was a B-rank mage of the Draco Edge Guild. And not just any mage...he was a dragon slayer - the water dragon slayer to be exact...the only one on this Earth. The knowledge cut him deep and made his wounded heart start bleeding again...He wasn't supposed to be the only water dragon slayer...His sister was supposed to be one, too... His inability to save his sister, to protect her had caused him this loneliness...if only he hadn't had that stupid promise...if only he hadn't promised not to harm humans using his power...if only...If only he had broken his promise sooner...He would have been able to save her...But he hadn't...that's why he had lost his only family...He was useless...He did not even have the strength to protect her...Chowa's breaths hitched and his hands began to shake slightly...Taking a deep breath, Chowa began to close his eyes, putting the book on the table. 'Don't think of that, Chowa...it happened a long time ago...stop blaming yourself and pull yourself together, Chowa...you're a B-rank Dragon Slayer!...' Chowa opened his eyes, his shaking stopped and his eyes took on an indifferent look as his face set in an impassive mask...but inside, he was still pretty shaken...He hadn't prepared himself for a flashback like that. He rubbed his eyes tiredly...He couldn't read the book now even if he wanted to...He had to calm himself and let his mind rest first.

Looking up, Chowa was greeted with a familiar figure - The Guild Master - Loritova. He had known the man long before he joined the guild...and the man used to be the only connection with the human world that he had...if it was not for him, Chowa was sure that he would become a crazy serial killer or just a mindless zombie...He looked at Loritova like a father, an uncle and a guild master - someone who could guide him through his darkest hours and help him get up even after Chowa had given up. A faint smile escaped the teenager's lips, well...he guessed he wasn't alone after all. He had Draco Edge...even if he just only knew them for about three months, he had already felt a deep sense of connection with each of them, some were fainter than the others but it was there...

His eyes shifted slightly as he turned his head and looked at the members of the guild...suddenly, he found himself didn't mind their noisiness as much as before...after all, they were just having fun. This was a three-month anniversary after all... Chowa picked up his book and tucked it into his pocket carefully...well, he obviously couldn't read anymore...so why bother trying? He might just as well try to have some fun like Master Loritova had suggested days earlier...

The door opened and Chowa's attention changed again as he looked at a dirty Cassadin as he stroke into the guild, his clothes were covered in dirt...He had spent time in his garden...again. Chowa shook his head...at least he could have dusted it off or something...Well, it was sheer luck that Chowa had water element then, right? So he could shoot water out of his hands and clean up the other teen...He raised his hands but stopped himself at the last second...well, it would be rude of him to do so...He would just have to endure it...at least the teen was quiet...unlike his other teammate.

Oh yes, speaking of other teammate...where was Charlotte? Usually, she would be here right now, bickering with her eternal rival - Ana - He didn't hate both girls...he thought they were...self-motivated persons...but sometimes, their... enthusiasm got the better of them and each time like that, they tended to hurt his eardrums a little too much...It was quite annoying in some ways, but quite relaxing in some other ways...it gave him a sense of belonging...even if he did belong in a guild with many, many immature people...He gave a short wave and gestured Cassadin toward the empty chairs next to him, inviting the other teen to sit down.

And with that, Chowa looked at the new guy...He had strange hair and strange eyes...Chowa didn't see this one yesterday...maybe this was a new recruit?...It was a possibility...He didn't even bother turning his head as he whispered his question "...hey, who's that guy?..." Well, if Cassadin didn't take up his offer and sat somewhere else, he could always explain that it was his habit of talking out loud...He did have strange habits after all...Closing his eyes brieftly and reopened them after a minute or so, Chowa turned his head and looked at his side.

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku

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Charlotte Leiss; The Bar


What made Draco Edge special? What was the shortest, simplest way to express all the reasons why a girl like Charlotte loved this magic guild? If one were to ask, her answer was most certainly…

“It’s never boring,” she grinned, stretching as she sauntered into the guild. Already the festive mood was evident. Most of the others were already there, scattered about the wooden tables that made up the bar-space of the guild house. Conversations flooded the air with murmurs and laughter – everyone was ready to celebrate. Well they better have been. The guild master had been going on and on about the feast for days now… It was hard to believe that the guild had only been around for three months, and Charlotte a member for even less. She could hardly remember what life was like before joining… Well, that was an exaggeration. Her memory wasn’t that bad. It was just that rather than reminiscing in her former self, she would much rather remember that rush in her veins when the guild mark was stamped onto her skin – one of her most vivid memories.

That mark showed proudly, a dark red upon her paler skin, above the slope of her collar bone.

“Now, where are those two?” she murmured aloud, scanning the large hall for any sign of two specific people. She was looking for her teammates, Cassadin and Chowa, the other members of Team Bittersweet… a team about as random as the name. It couldn’t possibly be too difficult to find them, even in this cluttered crowd – after all, the former was almost always the one with dirt streaking his skin while the latter was the isolated one with long green hair. Really, how hard could they be to spot?

As Charlotte looked amongst her guildmates, a slightly smaller figure mimicked her motions from behind her. Two beady crimson eyes, brighter than the girl’s own, flashed as they caught the sunlight. This feminine form, clad in a cream jacket with hood pulled over a black disk for a face, was not human although it seemed to move as such. It had feline features from its clothes – enormous capped sleeves resembling clawless paws, cloth ears perched atop the hood – but the tail, it gently lashed about as if it were real. It wasn’t a human, but a doll, and there was a perfectly good explanation for its movement: Charlotte.

Everyone was used to the sight, the taller girl in her usual brown coat followed by the peculiar doll. Being the only doll play mage in the guild, Charlotte saw little point in hiding it. Some called it a careless use of magic, but she didn’t care what others thought of it. If she wanted to animate something, she was going to animate it. It’s not like anyone could stop her. ‘And Eira’s my best friend…’ It seemed that an anniversary was just a day for reminiscing. She couldn’t stop the memories from surfacing. Memories of home… or what used to be her home. She laughed here, she ate here, she slept here, and she lived here – wasn’t that the definition of home?...

… She was unnerved by her own unfamiliar sentimentality.

Charlotte grimaced and stopped that line of thought right there. She’d come out to have some fun, not linger on the past. Seeing as she wasn’t quite in the mood for a quarrel quite yet, finding her teammates was her best bet. Not quite the social butterfly, she wasn’t all that comfortable with just everyone yet. “Cass, Chowa, you there?” she called over the ruckus of the other people. Really, where were they? The guild wasn’t that large – were they ignoring her? Or were they just not there yet? And speaking of ‘not there yet’, Charlotte realized exactly why things seemed a little too peaceful. It seemed that Anachayla was still on that oh-so-very-important mission of hers. No doubt the ice mage had taken it just to rub her the wrong way – Charlotte didn’t even know how this little animosity between them had started, but she did know that it was never, ever a pleasure to see that ice mage satisfied.

Fortunately, what Charlotte saw was a much more welcome face. “And he shows himself at last,” she mumbled before following the now-arriving Cassadin. As usual, he’d changed his clothes, but the flecks of dirt on his skin told her what he’d been doing until now. Well all the more power to him then – someone had to take care of the guild flowers. Better still, she also caught sight of a familiar shade of green. “There you are,” she said with a grin, taking the seat across from Chowa – yes, she didn’t ask and yes, it was probably rude… but she only realized that after she had done it and it was too late now. Hopefully her teammates were used to it by now… “Sullen as usual, I see,” she added. A teasing comment it may be, but she wore a smile rather than her usual smirk. She didn’t mean any real harm.

In the meantime, Eira had staggered to a nearby window seat, and with a flamboyant turn, slumped into the wooden chair, lifeless. However, its eyes still flashed in the sun’s warming rays.

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi lightblade Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku

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Cassadin


Cass made his way over to where his teammates, Charlotte and Chowa, were sitting, and took a seat at the table.

"Hello, how are you two doing today?" he asked pleasantly, fiddling with the black button on the end of his sleeve. He looked around the bar, and spotted Eira, Charlotte's doll, slumped down in a chair, it's crimson gaze almost meeting his. Cass almost swore it was staring at him, but he reassured himself that that was stupid. The doll had always creeped Cass out, but it definitely produced results in combat, and although it kind of scared him, it had a certain intrigue about it, like an untold story behind the cream-colored cloak.

"Oh, and Chowa, that's the new recruit, his name is Korderoy Lightbulb, or something like that." he said, hearing his green-haired teammate ask about the new mage a few moments earlier.

Chayton


Chayton stalked the brown beast, staying low to the ground, a razor-sharp Tomahawk in each hand. He had left with Mordecai earlier, and, in preparation for the three-month anniversary feast, they were tasked with hunting down the days meal. Chayton stopped dead in his tracks; he had slipped up in his thought and stepped on a large twig, alerting the beast to his presence. Without warning, the boar whirled around and charged at Chayton, intending to gore the mage with it's tusks. Chayton waited until the exact right time, and sidestepped the boar, lodging the axe into it's throat. The creature ran a ways further, and collapsed on the ground, writhing and kicking. Chayton slit the beast's throat with his knife, and marked a large triangle with a smaller circle inside with it's blood on it's side, as was customary in his village. He said a quick prayer, honoring the beast, and noting it's bravery, until his was approached by his teammate. He quickly finished cleaning his boar and smiled when Mordecai complimented him on his kill. He nodded, and began following the mage back to the guild house.

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku

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Elysia Avari Skylar


Chowa raised his head and looked at the person seating across him. When he saw a grinning Charlotte Leiss, he found himself instinctively smiling back. Flowers and sunshine sparkled, a picture of the horizon and a setting sun was promptly pasted behind them. Lost in each others eyes. Charlotte stared at her teammate's face. His emerald colored eyes and hair were a sight to see. Those long lashes and long hair and his Draco Edge tattoo on face, Chowa is unbelievably an eye-candy to the opposite gender's eyes. Charlotte is not exempted from this rule. Still beaming, Charlotte opened her mouth and spoke, "Still as handsome, I see."

*sighs*

Since the two were quite absorbed in their conversation, they had failed to see the arrival of their teammate. Cassadin Kayleth, who despite changing still had specks of dirt and evidence of his earlier activity painted in his face. Cassadin is always the kind and polite gentlemanly guy. Aside from being usually seen to tend to plants, the brown-haired and green-eyed man is well known for being a gentle soul. The three complete one of the well-known team in Draco Edge, Team Bittersweet.

She really can't comprehend how the team's name came to be, but now seeing their interactions instantly changed her mind. Staring at the bittersweet smile in Cassadin's face as he stared at the two, she can definitely now say that the name fits them just right.

There is a drama, not obviously spoken about but still present at them three. Letting out a wistful sigh, the white-haired teen hoped that Charlotte must decide who she liked more. Though she's not close with either of them, Elysia Avari, or Ely did not wish any of them to get hurt. It would be really a mess if.. if ever Charlotte continued to let this thing between them go longer than what is appropriate. Sure Charlotte is a pretty girl, and though she is loud and has amazing character still-


'Eep!!'

Elysia was suddenly and forcibly dragged out of her romantic bubble when she saw in her peripheral vision, a familiar man entering the bar. The sparkles and spotlight disappeared out of view and her eyes darted towards the whole room as she searched futilely for a place to hide. Still staring at the renowned Hunter Killer, Ely gulped. She didn't actually hated him, in fact Elysia deeply respects Chayton Ciqala. But there is something in him that truly scares the Sky Dragon Slayer.

She was about to leave and seek the confines of her room when she remembered the reason she had been staying at the bar. The master told them today was a celebration for the third month of the guild. Supposedly everyone was waiting for Chayton and Mordecai to come back. Being the active dreamer that she is, instead of focusing on her surroundings, Elysia found herself daydreaming without care.

She just can't help it, it was one of her hobbies and her mind just instantly forgets everything around her and focuses on different stories it can come up. She would usually imagine different scenarios with various members of the guild as the protagonists. More often than not the story is romance. Though she had actually cooked up a horror story between Chayton killing each one of them dragon slayers in the guild with a tomato. It had left her several sleepless nights and being more edgy whenever she crosses path with the older guy. She never ate tomato after that too.

Flushing at her very recent musing, Ely looked around and bowed her head afterwards. She really hoped that no one in the guild knew how to read minds. Charlotte, Cassadin and Chowa would surely kill her for her imagination. She also wished that the master would start soon with the festivities. She had been itching to go into her room, with the number of people here, she's having a hard time hearing the sound of the air around.

((Sorry but this post assumes that Chayton had already arrived at the guild together with Mordecai. I can wait to post again when they actually arrive at the guild. :] ))

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal

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Chowa Kyoku - a corner of the bar section

“There you are, Sullen as usual, I see,” Chowa raised an eyebrow as he observed a familiar figure taking a seat in front of him without even bother asking. Well, he supposed he had got used to her tactics by now...and besides, Chowa was never a man that cared much about those kinds of things. He studied her carefully. The girl with brown hair sitting in front of him was one of his teammates - Charlotte...And it seemed she was still as cheerful as usual. His lips twitched slightly like he was trying to suppress a smile and he answered, his voice was still carrying its usual hard edge "...good afternoon to you, too...Charlotte...you still seem as cheerful as I remember..." He barely gave any attention to her doll - Eira as it sat near the window, its red eyes staring straight at him...

His fingers automatically traced the wood patterns on the table as his mouth set into a thin line...Should he say something more? Well, he didn't really know what to say more...but the way she was looking at him...like she was expecting some kinds of reactions from him...Or was it just his imagination? But even if it was his imagination or not, he didn't care...And so, Chowa kept his silence and stared out of the window again...His mind wandered on its own as he thought about another use his power...He wondered if he could actually mold the shade of the water...Subconsciously trying to put his thoughts into actions, water began to seep out of his long, white sleeves and swirled like a small tornado around his index finger and twisted itself....'A box...a box...a box...' Chowa said mentally as the water began to have a shape of a small box...He could do this...he could...he just needed to concentrate...

"Hello, how are you two doing today?"

That was then Chowa's concentration broke...The teen stared at the bundle of water in front of him in disbelief...He had been so closed...He looked up to see who had disturbed him like that only to see another familiar face - Cassadin - the Lily of the Valley - his other teammate. Setting his face into a dark scold, Chowa touched the remain of his 'water box' with the tips of his fingers, absorbing it back into his body. Didn't even bother to answer Cassadin's question, Chowa sighed and tapped the wooden table, waiting for Kacie to bring him his black coffee...He hoped she had heard his order the first time...He hated repeating himself...

"Oh, and Chowa, that's the new recruit, his name is Korderoy Lightbulb, or something like that."

Chowa cocked his head to one side, his mouth twitched again...Lightbulb?...what a strange name....One hand traced the tattoo on his cheek and the other hand still tapping the table, Chowa silently comment, his voice was barely above a whisper and was nearly drowned because of the noise inside the bar "...Mister Lightbulb, huh?...It's certainly an...hmm...interesting name..."

Suddenly, his right hand stopped tapping the table and his left hand stopped tracing the tattoo...Chowa froze on his spot. He just had a very, very instinctive feeling like..."...Is Miss Elysia Avari Skylar...staring at us again?..." He asked, fear latched on his voice...He hated it...he hated this feeling...like he was being studied by thousands of screaming rapid teenager girls with seriously screwed-up sense of reality and imagination...He began to sweat a little...Could he excuse himself and go now?...Suddenly, he wanted to run as fast as he could to his room and hide in his blanket...This was exactly the feeling he had one year ago...when that herd of crazy fangirls chased him across the town for a whole five hours nonstop...what had he done to deserve this? Well, his teammates knew about this but...that didn't make it any better...Cassadin could sometime sympathize with him but as for Charlotte?...she would constantly tease him for sure...His imagination began to work as his hands trembled slightly.



"...Hahahahaha...The almighty Chowa is afraid of fangirls...hahahaha...I shall tell this news to the world...hahahaha...you will never be taken seriously again, handsome guy...muhahahahahaha!..." A familiar voice said as Chowa depressedly covered his ears and sat on a corner while Charlotte was dancing around him, laughing and poking him with a stick...even that doll, her doll, Eira was pointing at him and giggling helplessly...Everyone was laughing at him...No, this wasn't happening...this couldn't be happening...No...



"Eeps"

Chowa was forcibly pulled out of his nightmare by a squeak and he flinched violently...Had the girl decided he was a delicious piece of meat now? Oh god...no, no, no, no, no... Throwing his dignity out of the window, he whispered urgently to his teammates "...make her look away...make her look away...tell her...if she comes near me less than 1 meter...I will blast her out using my power..." He shivered and clenched his fists, fearing for his life...Please, whichever god he had offended before please forgive him...He had known his faults...'Don't punish me like this...don't punish me like this...' Chowa thought over and over again as some of the newer members of the guild looked at him oddly...God, this was so embarrassing and scary at the same time...He closed his eyes and began to count to ten, trying to calm his racing heart...This wasn't happening...And if it happened, he would blast her out of the window, then he would take his emergency suitcase and some money, then he would ask forgiveness from Master Lorivota...then he would rent a boat and sail to another country, then he would change his name and then he would....he would...

He flinched again as he heard some giggles...Apparently, his nervous face seemed to be cute for some girls...God helped him...Every magical mysterious force, please help him get through this...Trying hard not to run away and not looking at the source of his nervousness, Chowa muttered again "...get her to stop looking at me...I hate it..." He bit his lips, a sweat trickled down his forehead as he looked at several members of the guild came back through the door and he looked behind him...He was in a corner...There was no way out...maybe he could jump out of the window...then use his stealth to escape...What if they caught him...He needed a second plan...maybe a third plan...or forth...where was his '100 ways to escape crazy fangirls' book anyway?...

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku

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Charlotte Leiss; The Bar


Charlotte wasn’t a thoughtless person, but sometimes she forgot. No matter how much she loved the doll, Eira was creepy to some other people. Perhaps eerie was a better word… Eerie Eira. She was reminded of this by Cassadin – she could tell by the way he paused that he was, at least, momentarily unnerved by the lifeless, seated figure. While he settled into a chair at the table, Charlotte noticed Chowa to be distracted. Curious, she leaned over to see exactly why. For some reason, he seemed focused intently on his hands. “Oho,” she murmured, raising her eyebrows in surprise when tendrils of water seeped from his sleeves. It was… well, it was a little too early to tell exactly what it was, but certainly something was happening –

“How are you two doing today?”

… or not. Charlotte failed, or rather, didn't try hard enough to stifle a laugh at Chowa’s obvious frustration when the incomplete… thing… stopped moving. She brushed aside a loose strand of dark hair from her face and gave up trying to suppress her amusement. Grinning like a cat, she glanced at Cassadin and chimed, “About as well as any other day.” There was some truth to Chowa’s previous words – perhaps ‘cheerful’ wasn’t quite the best way to put it, but Charlotte was indeed often smiling, or rather smirking. Usually it was at the ‘harmless expense’ of someone else. Rather than 'cheerful', mirthful or entertained was probably a more fitting word. Just then, a particularly loud laugh echoed through the guild. Peering towards the bar counter, she was surprised to spotted unfamiliar face - not the source of the sound, but new faces were certainly eye-catching.

“Oh, and Chowa, that’s the new recruit. His name is Korderoy Lightbulb or something like that," Cassadin said.

Even Chowa, usually so reserved with his opinions, found need to comment. “…Mister Lightbulb, huh?” His voice was so quiet that Charlotte almost missed it. “… It’s certainly an… hmm… interesting name…”

Well, interesting was a mild way to put it. “He’s making it so easy that it’s boring,” she sighed. Of course, by that, she meant teasing. Really, with a name like that, there was no fun in it. She just didn’t feel the urge to make an effort in trying. She was just making a mental note on his name and face when she heard something rather peculiar.

“…Is Miss Elysia Avari Skylar… staring at us again?” It was Chowa, and to Charlotte's surprise, he sounded rather anxious. It was a tone she rarely heard from him of all people – the expression was even rarer. Paling and starting to visibly tremble, Charlotte found herself at a bit of a loss for what to do. Just then, something must have happened because he flinched and set off into a desperate, whispered ramble. Make her look away, make her look away he repeated over and over. In all honesty, she found it rather hilarious that he was panicking over the interest of a thirteen year old girl. She never would have thought that being chased around by girls would be so traumatizing…

…She wanted to laugh.

Yes, Charlotte was an insensitive girl who found entertainment in the extreme reactions of others… It didn’t matter that Chowa was her teammate and that he and Cassadin were two of few that she was actually comfortable with. If anything, maybe it was because she was more comfortable with them that it was somehow amusing. In that way, she was just a little cruel… but she at least had the good sense not to show it. It was increasingly difficult when some other girls around were giggling - for different reasons, but giggling all the same.

“Get her to stop looking at me… I hate it…”

“Jeez, calm down,” Charlotte said, scowling to bite back her smile. Looking briefly at the smaller white-haired girl, she told him, “She’s not staring anymore. No need to get all shaken up on me…” She looked at Cassadin for some semblance of help – comforting others, to any degree, wasn’t exactly one of her stronger points.

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal

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Anachayla Kaylorn (Ana)


As the sun bore down on her back uncomfortably Ana smiled at the people that came to pass, Shae and Akio always seemed to get along well, someone had to put up with him she supposed. As they headed forward towards the guild Ana returned her attention to her marvellous team mate, Seibi, their last mission had been a great success in her opinion, however she knew that there had been a few problems, they hadn't expected the numbers for instance.
Some wood-make mage who kept announcing his name as 'The great Sebastian' had been creating annoying creatures. They had been told the mages aim was to steal a prized jewel which was scheduled for transport on a non-magic fuelled carriage, so they were hired to guard it at all costs from the dark mage, the whole idea of using magic for something so preposterous digged at Ana unbelievably. Using magic to steal is something she can’t tolerate, a reason why she took the job, not to mention it was the most interesting job going at the time and the cash reward of 10,000 was pretty good in her eyes, and gods forbid did she need rent for the guild dorms!
She thought it would be easy but she had been wrong, the mage proved tricky, he was an A-rank barely, mainly because he kept creating huge wood monsters that were coming in hoards taking a lot out of Ana and Seibi, Ana personally nearly got struck with a wood spear once or twice, if Seibi hadn't intervened and warned her a few. He was right though, they needed another team mate, a two man team at their level just wasn't enough.

"Your right" she sighed, she hated accepting such truths "Who'd would join us though? Most of the guild already have teams of their own, it’s going to be difficult to find someone willing to come along with us, unless we get someone to be a part of two teams?" she pondered for a moment before making a scrunched face. "There is no way in hell Charlotte is joining" she shivered a little at the thought, that girl really did irritate her, especially since she could use her doll magic on her Ice! Of all the magic out there, Ana was sure she hated Doll magic the most.


As they got too the guild Ana noticed a sort of celebration then overheard something about an anniversary, she paid it no mind however, for you see Ana had completely forgotten about the event. Raising a huge smile Ana pushed open the guilds mighty doors "speaking of Charlotte..." she said to Seibi her eyes darting around the bar before spotting who she wanted. "Let’s go show her who’s the better team!" she grabbed Seibi's arm before he could protest practically skipping or running, a mix of the both, towards the table Charlotte sat upon with Chowa and Cassadin, her 'bittersweet' team. What a ridiculous name, Ana scorned it in her head.

"Aha!" she announced her presence as such releasing Seibi’s arm to pull out the advertisement for the job they had just been on with a highly smug grin. "Went smoother than butter, 10,000 jewel was easy to get! But then again" she sighed taking out a few of the coins she had dropping them from hand to hand satisfied; she had earned 5,000 with her share. "That was probably only because it was Seibi and I" if she had moustache she would have probably been caressing it right now happily. "we arethe superior team after all" she grinned then showing her teeth feeling like she had won something.

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Kacie

Kacie was humming a song to herself when she saw Sandra sit nearby at the bar, with a friendly smile Kacie wondered over to the girl.
“Can I get you anything Sandra?” she paused getting out a glass from under the bar just in case “You seem rather cheerful today dear” Kacie giggled slightly looking out to the patrons again. “They’re a strange bunch aren’t they, but I guess they’re ours now” she made a playful expression, “I do wonder how they will take tomorrows task, ‘mission impossible’ is never an easy task as far as I know, the little ones should be careful not to stay up to late in today’s celebrations. Though, I guess that’s part of the learning” she winked at Sandra knowing that Loritova could makes tricks every now and then, all in good terms of course.
As she waited a response Chowa’s voice somehow managed to get over the noise as he sat at his table perking Kacie up into action. “If you excuse me for a second dear, orders await!” she was joyful as usual, as she always was when talking to the young ones, someone had to keep on a pleasant face.

Within a few short moments Kacie had made Chowa his coffee, fetching some milk and sugar she laid them next to the coffee on a plate before wondering over. As she made it over she heard them mention something about the new boy making her smile, she hoped Kuroi would fit in well with the guild. Ana beat her to the table however as she beamed at Chowa kindly placing his coffee and assortments on the table.

“Here you are, I wasn’t sure if you would want to add some milk or sugar so I brought some out for you” she informed politely “I also thought, since it’s the guilds anniversary I would treat you” she gave off a hint of fulfilment not saying what she had given him as she enjoyed seeing how people react to presents. Beside the milk she had placed a bar of dark chocolate as she knew it was his favourite, she loved lightening peoples day, he had seem a bit sullen at the noise earlier.

Arranging a curl of her un-natural pink hair she began to leave them too it before stopping “Oh, and the new boy’s name is Kuroi Lightblade, treat him nicely would you” she said before continuing to hum as she made her way back to the bar. However before she got there she saw Mordecai stumble in with a brown sack of meat for the feast, she was going to pay him no mind until she heard a tremendous crash from the kitchen where he had just entered, and now scuttled away from. She had flinched at the sound and wondered if anyone else had noticed, with a sigh she went to investigate.

To her horror she found half of the kitchen’s pots and pans scattered on the floor and was quickly so very thankful they weren’t any dishes, buying new plates was not something the guild could afford at the moment. Shaking her head rather annoyed she began to clean up the mess, hoping Mordecai hadn’t spilt anyone’s drinks when he knocked their tables. She would have words with him later about such clumsiness.

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Anachayla Kaylorn


Just as she was enjoying her contentment to having had a successful mission having boasted it to Charlotte, Kacie made her way over and gave Chowa some coffee. Ana didn’t think much of it until Kacie mentioned something about a new member; a new member wouldn’t have a team yet would they? Her mind immediately switched from gloating to wondering, she was a one track woman, who was the new kid? Joining on the three month anniversary was a strange streak of luck if she did think so, what kind of magic did they use?

Maybe they were Ice too! If that was the case she would have to assure who was better of course, it was the natural action. But who were they anyway, she turned in a circle not hiding the fact she was looking for someone, there were just so many people in the guild, it was impossible and she lacked the patience to search for long.

“New kid huh?” she stated still looking, “what’s he like? Is he any good! Or is he just as boring as you Charlotte” she grinned devilishly at that as she got excited thinking of plans for Kuroi Lightblade already. A new member would need a team .... and she just so happened to be looking for a new member...

Crap! She can’t be the only person thinking that, where was that sneaky guy, wait. She stopped looking and pouted with a heavy annoyance, she didn’t even know what he looked like, how could she find somebody without a description! She wasn’t psychic! As fun as that would be.

There was only one clear solution in her mind. Taking a deep breath with a hefty shout she opened her mouth “KUROI LIGHTBLADE! WHERE ARE YOU!” She really didn’t have the patience to look...

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn

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Cassadin


Cass struggled to hold in his laughter, as Chowa had a metal breakdown. "Chowa, come on, she's harmless!" he said grinning madly. He smiled and waved at Elysia. "You should be happy that people like you."

"We are the superior team after all." Cass chuckled. Although he got the feeling that most guild members found it a bit annoying, he enjoyed the rivalry beetwen Charlotte and Ana, it was after all, quite entertaining.

"I don't know about that Ana, I'm fairly certain I could murder you with quite ease, if I caught you off guard." Cass said, unclearly joking. He wasn't too great at smack talk.

Cassadin almost fell off of his chair when he heard Ana yell for Kuroi, but quickly regained his composure. He looked the boy up and down and whispered to Charlotte "He's quite odd looking, no?"

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi lightblade Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn

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Charlotte Leiss; The Bar


Upon seeing Cassadin struggle hold back his laughter at their teammate’s paranoia, Charlotte’s own resolve broke down as well. She pressed the back of her hand to her mouth in vain attempt to hold back her own snickering… but all humor faded when she locked eyes with a certain unwelcome individual – Anachayla Kaylorn, called Ana by most… but to Charlotte, she was also known as annoying. Oh yes, surely the feeling was mutual - she had long done more than her fair share of irritating Anachayla as well… but Charlotte hated being on the receiving end.

…It looked like the guild was just about to get a whole lot louder.

Aha!” Anachayla announced, waving a sheet of paper in the air. It was the job request of her last mission, successfully completed from the looks of the numerous coins in her hands. Charlotte scowled, her red eyes narrowed in warning, but the stupid girl just kept on gloating… and even dared to proclaim, “We are the superior team after all!” Anachayla was looking down on her – quite literally since Charlotte was still seated, but that was besides the point. There was no way Charlotte was about to leave things at that.

“So, Seibi and you, huh?” she said, propping her elbow on the table as she turned to fully face the girl. “Too bad you’ll never get past a B-rank job with just two members,” she grinned. When two people have been, er… ‘rivals’ for as long as Charlotte and Anachayla have, they learned exactly what made the other person tick. However, just as things were getting tense, Kacie approached with tray in hand. The pink-haired woman set a cup of coffee and various other things in front of Chowa, seemingly used to scenario already. The soothing bitter fragrance immediately caught Charlotte’s attention, but it wasn’t quite enough to ease the growing animosity in the air.

Before leaving though, Kacie added, “Oh, and the new boy’s name is Kuroi Lightblade. Treat him nicely, would you?

...Well good for the new guy then . He wasn’t stuck with a name like lightbulb. Maybe he’d turn out to be an interesting person after all. However, the problem was the way Ana’s eyes lit up at mention of the new recruit. Immediately a torrent of questions flooded from the ice mage’s mouth, and the passing insult didn’t go unnoticed either. However, when Anachayla drew in a deep breath, Charlotte realized too late what the girl was going to do.

KUROI LIGHTBLADE! WHERE ARE YOU?!” Her voice rang out through the hall, stopping conversations all throughout the guild. Charlotte flinched at the noise, slowly bringing a hand to press her offended left ear. If that Lightbu... Lightblade didn’t hear that, then he was deaf… which clearly he wasn’t since he came forward, albeit, a little too calmly.

To Charlotte, Cassadin murmured quietly,“He’s quite odd looking, no?

Leaning across the table, Charlotte whispered back, “Only about as odd as his name,” with just a hint of a smile… and as she turned back, Eira caught her eye.

It was still by the window as she had left it, and the sunlight was catching its form. Charlotte scowled slightly at the sight. That wouldn’t do – although Eira was made of materials that were resistant to all the elements, such enchantments wouldn’t keep the doll from overheating. As a harmless idea came to mind, a smile slowly spread across Charlotte's face. Really, although the heat wouldn’t damage the doll in any way, it still pained her to think that her dear Eira was uncomfortable. Already, it was probably too warm due to her careless positioning… and with that thought, Charlotte broke into a grin.

Maybe Ana could help cool it down – she was an ice mage after all.
And as thanks, Eira could help her keep quiet.

Laying her palm flat across the table and lifting a finger, Charlotte watched as Eira silently rose to its feet. It took the doll just two strides to lunge and wrap its arms around the ice mage’s from behind. One of its enormous paw-like hands went around to cover Anachayla’s mouth while the other wrapped around her stomach, transferring as much warmth as possible. With an unfittingly pleasant smile, Charlotte twisted around to regard the new arrival. “Kuroi Lightblade? It’s nice to meet you,” she chirped, obviously entertained.

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal

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Chowa Kyoku - a corner of the bar section

“Jeez, calm down, she’s not staring anymore. No need to get all shaken up on me…” A voice said and Chowa looked up, instantly snapped out of his fear as his eyes met Charlotte's. Had that girl really left him alone? Or was Charlotte just trying to comfort him? He sneaked a glance at Elysia's direction, only to let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as he realized the girl had stopped staring at him...Oh good, he had been released from a teenager girl's clutch...Thank you, magical mysterious force...he hoped she wasn't thinking of a plan to get him now...He shivered...The last time he was being chased by those girl...when he had escaped them, he could barely keep his boxer from being ripped into shreds...It was like...he was a catnip...being thrown into a hunger cat pit...It was crazy...unimaginably painful...and so traumatic that every time he saw someone looked at him like that...he wanted to blast them out of the window using his power...He didn't care if Master Loritova told him that he would abuse his power that way...He needed to escape...and he would never be free if he didn't do it...

"Chowa, come on, she's harmless!"

Cassadin said, apparently trying very hard to hold back his laughter...without much success as far as Chowa could tell...or maybe his teammates really weren't trying that hard. Charlotte pressed her hand to cover her mouth to cover the giggles but they still escaped as they created a strange noise to Chowa's ears...and Cassadin...was grinning from ear to ear. So much for being teammates...Chowa's eyes darkened as the shade of emerald in them shifted into a darker color but he didn't say anything because the dragon slayer knew that saying his thoughts would only make them tease him harder...and he really wasn't in the mood of hearing their teasing...

"You should be happy that people like you."

Cassadin said as he waved his hand toward Elysia, earning a not-so-subtle glare from Chowa...He really, really didn't need any more attention from the girl herself right now...If she ever thought it the wrong way...Cassadin would pay for the consequence of his actions...Normally, Chowa would never be this irritated but today was not a very good day to him...He had lost the chance to buy the scientific book as some other guys had brough it before him and every store had run out of them... and then, he just had to promise to come to the guild's noisy bar instead of sitting in his quiet library, enjoying the quietness of the day...And when he did come here, there were too many noises, too many people that made Chowa uncomfortable...combined with the fact that Cassadin had just ruined his attempt to test a new theory...and with that new fangirl...well, you could say that Chowa was very, very annoyed right now...Oh yeah, and he hadn't counted his newest flashback about the time he could protect his sister yet...Suddenly, Chowa found himself hissing silently to Cassadin's ears "...do not give her any strange ideas, Cassadin..."

That was when Kacie appeared, holding a tray...Putting the coffee on the table with two pots contained some milk and sugar, the woman said with a smile “Here you are, I wasn’t sure if you would want to add some milk or sugar so I brought some out for you... also thought, since it’s the guilds anniversary I would treat you” Chowa stared at the woman blankly...unable to understand what she was saying for a moment before his sensitive nose caught a very familiar scent...He looked down at plate and stared again...only this time, he was staring at a...bar of black chocolate. Chowa looked up again...the shade of green in his eyes brightened ever so slightly and it would have been missed for something else as the sunlight danced on his face...

"...thank you very much, Miss Fienmal..."

The words were soft-spoken but his gratitude was showed very clearly as he instantly picked up the bar and took a small bite...enjoying the bitter taste as it washed over his other senses...Dark chocolate was the best. He bowed his head and watched as the woman left to do her things...Yeah, Miss Fienmal always knew how to cheer him up...though he still preferred his teammates' companies...Chowa looked at his teammates again...his eyes softened again. Even if they annoyed him and liked to tease him and would always irritate him one way or another...he really appreciated their presences. They kept him...sane. They kept him somewhat...sociable to the human world. He felt his lips curled into a tiny smile...Team Bittersweet...A strange...but still fitting name. This was his team...and these people were his teammates...

“Oh, and the new boy’s name is Kuroi Lightblade, treat him nicely would you”

Miss Fienmal stopped and said. Oh...so the new recruit's name wasn't lightbulb then?...Lightblade...Kuroi Lightblade...Chowa gave a short nod but didn't reply as the bartender walked to the kitchen...Lucky him...Chowa couldn't imagine what Charlotte would say to the other male if his name really was Lightbulb...Chowa looked at Charlotte and Cassadin as they seemed to whisper something to each other that he didn't even bother to care. Taking out his book, Chowa began reading again.

Water covers 70.9% of the Earth's surface, and is vital for all known forms of life. On Earth, 96.5% of the planet's water is found in oceans, 1.7% in groundwater, 1.7% in glaciers and the ice caps of Antarctica and Greenland, a small fraction in other large water bodies, and 0.001% in the air as vapor, clouds (formed of solid and liquid water particles suspended in air), and precipitation. Only 2.5% of the Earth's water is freshwater, and 98.8% of that water is in ice and groundwater....

“KUROI LIGHTBLADE! WHERE ARE YOU!”

Chowa nearly dropped his book and covered his ears as a loud screech assaulted his eardrums. What happened? Was someone dying or what? Chowa frowned deeply as he let out a soft, angry sound. So much for reading his book in peace! Why did she have to come back at exactly this time of the day?...Standing just a few feet in front of him was Anachayla Kaylorn in all her glory. Obviously, she was the one that had let out the noise as all eyes seemed to focus on her now...What did she want? Chowa's lips pressed into a thin line as he couldn't stop himself from showing his annoyance. The new recruit walked out of the crowd and came to her side, asking calmly...well, at least someone still knew how to talk...not scream.

He gave Seibi a nod...He respected the male as a fellow guild member because they rarely talked...but in situations like these, he could almost always feel a deep sense of connection to him because after all, Seibi and he were always the ones that were dragged into the silly rivalry...He sent Charlotte a quick glance...speaking of rival, he hadn't seen the girl's reaction yet....On the girl face was a smile...a very scary smile...it's not that Chowa was afraid of her...but rather, afraid of what she would do when she had that kind of smiles on her face. Whenever that happened, he would end up being the peace-maker one way or another...sometime he wondered if it's a wise decision making her the leader of the team...Shaking his head, Chowa continued to read his book...But his mind wasn't really in it...If one observed carefully, they would surely notice the water droplets that were slowly dripping from Chowa's sleeves as if he was waiting for some kinds of explosion...Like they said, better safe than sorry...and he wouldn't want those two to ruin the guild on its own anniversary...Chowa's body tensed up and his eyes focused on the others' reactions, ready to act if the situation got out of hand...

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi lightblade Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin

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Anachayla (Ana)


A hand over her eyes as though it would make her see further on wistful thinking, Ana scoped the bar room as much as possible for movement after her loud request for Kuroi Lightblade to show himself. A few people had gone silent at her call and now began to scowl with a shake of their heads, some laughed at her typical behaviour and Chowa seemed to nearly have a heartattack as the book he was holding was close to falling from his hands before covering his ears like she had blowhorn or something particulary worse. Cassadin almost fell of his chair which was rather amusing but as charlotte moved to nurse her left ear Ana did smirk a little bit, she enjoyed her distress which was probably never a good thing as it normally led to Ana becoming distressed also.

Content with yet again annoying Charlotte on some level a boy, probably older than herself, wondered over towards them, he was slightly taller than Ana, his hair an unusual silver which reminded her of Elysia's, his eyes surprised her as they bore a deep purple colour, she hadn't witness anything like it before and wondered if it was to do with his magic. She wouldn't be surprised if they were, magic could do many things to its weilder, she couldn't stand heat for instance. What pleased her the most when she first saw him however was that he wore an odd etire of clothing, it wasn't the oddness of the style that pleased her but the colour scheme of black and white, much like her own. She always had a preference for such colours herself.
Asuming the reason for his presence, like she normally does, Ana instantly took him for Kuroi Lightblade, one of the few times her assumption was probably correct as he confidently announced himself. "I am Kuroi is there something i can help you with"

"Lightblade!" she spoke almost like a command "Your a new member right?" she was abrupt if anything closing the gap between them as she threw personal space rules out of the window and began prodding him. Taking a grip on his arm she held it up, her face a picture of concentration as she inspected the subject, lifting his hair in strands for reasons most couldn't fathom and circling him like an item to be bought even smacking both her hands on his cheeks pushing them together without too much force so as not to hurt him but cause him to have a funny face. It was then that she gave a satisfied smile before releasing him from her inspection and moved on to began a far worse advertory. Her Interogation.

"So, Lightblade" she referred to him almost like a cadet as she raised her chin slightly in thought "Tell me, what kind of-" he words were cut short as her eyes widened in pure horror as the clammy clasp of an unliving doll chained itself around her.
Its disusting arm slithered over her stomach the other cutting off her air supply as it encased her mouth its body pressed againts her back. She hated this damn doll, Era, Eia, or something, personally she called it 'creepy goblin' in her mind, the fact it was touching her angered her beyond believe!
However, that wasn't all this time, so hot! For some ungodly reason this damn thing was boiling! It was like a furnace fire had just attacked her and was now melting her unprotected skin sinisterly. It was un-nerving, her heart sped up about five times its normal rate as Ana's panic, anger and shock all packed into one, a single thought on her mind.

She was going to kill charlottle.

Luckily her arms still free, Ana made a fist with her right and banged it into the flat palm of her left, the correct and only way to use her Ice-make magic stably, mumbling the words "Ice-make Rose garden!" under the ugly dolls paw. Suddenly a burst of Ice cascaded from her hand formation in the direction of Charlotte, it twisted into thorn branches deadly to get caught up on as chilling roses bloomed and attacked Charlotte by encasing around her trapping her in garden of roses so that she was binded in place. One of Ana's signiture moves, she deemed Charlotte good practice material.
The bush grew larger at Ana's will tipping over the table team bittersweet had been sat on and unless someone had been quick enough to save what was on it everything would have crashed to the floor making more chaos if there wasn't enough already.
The bush then expanded towards Ana herself, one of the thorn branches leaving its encasement of Charlotte to wrap around the dolls waist that inturn was wrapped around Ana. The Ice's temperature cooled down the doll considerably so that its heat no longer bothered Ana anymore. But now she had to get the evil thing of her !

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Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn

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Cassadin


Cass got a shiver down his spine, as Eira suddenly grabbed Ana from behind. He stared in shock for a second, before beginning to mutter, "Char, I don't think th-" He was interrupted by Ana using her ice magic to flip the table. Cass jumped up quickly, summoning a Rose Petal sword. He stepped forward, being careful not to get caught in Ana's Ice Rose Bush (Which he had to admit, was pretty damn cool.) and pointed his sword between the two women.

"Now now, let's try not to do anything hasty, girls." He said, attempting to forcefully mediate the two.

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Character Portrait: Shae Anne Ramine Character Portrait: Morien Morningstar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn

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Character Portrait: Shae Anne Ramine Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn

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Kuroi
"Lightblade!" The Girl spoke almost like it was a command "Your a new member right?"
As Kuroi was about to hold his hand out for the girl she approached she went past his hand and grabbed onto his arm and moved it out of the way. Kuroi was a bit taken back as she pressed her face close to his so close he could fell her breath as she stared at his face, her face a picture of concentration.

Kuroi blushed.

"are all girls like this? she is so close .. and cute, dame I hope no one noticed me". As she continued to mess with him, his hair and even squished his face in. "How odd is this girl?".
The girl started to get back a little but still very close to his face which he was painfully aware of. "So, Lightblade" she referred to him almost like a cadet as she raised her chin slightly in thought "Tell me, what kind of-" her words were cut short as he saw a sleeved hand wrapped over her moth as a doll embraced her. he immediately saw how much this bothered her. he looked at the doll as he saw its red eye's looked at him, Kuroi shivered "what's with this ...thing?".

“Kuroi Lightblade? It’s nice to meet you,” he heard another cute looking girl say looking pleased with herself.

"who are yo-." He was cut off as he heard the odd girl mumble something under her breath. He did not catch it but a sudden burst of ice made him figure that the girl in front of him cast a spell as ice wrapped around both the girl and the doll. Things where getting out of hand fast, he needed to do something fast as he griped his sword handle."what do i do??"

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Character Portrait: Shae Anne Ramine Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin

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Chowa Kyoku - The Bar

It all happened so fast that Chowa thought he was dreaming. One minute he was still enjoying the bitter taste of his coffee and dark chocolate, the next minute, he was staring in shock as both the coffee and chocolate being spilled all over his white-shirt. What the-. He flinched slightly as the hot sensation made him slightly uncomfortable. This was his newest shirt...and now it was all...dirty. And his gifts were...ruined...This is...unacceptable! Simply unacceptable.

The teenager stood up abruptly, his hands moved toward the dirty spots on his shirt, trying to use his power to clean it to no avail...His shirt was permanent stained...Looking up to meet the everyone's eyes, Chowa let out a dark growl as his calm face had lost its calmness. His books, his chocolate, his coffee...All gone. Silently picking up his soaking book and flipped through some pages...they had been stained, too...just like his shirt...This time both of them had gone too far. Chowa hissed to the girls, anger seeped into his voice as tendrils of water shot out of his sleeves and began to swirl around him dangerously.

"...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..."

His voice was quiet but his hands were trembling, indicated that he himself was also having a hard time controlling his temper. Enough was enough! He dusted himself and turned his head to face Cassadin "...I am sorry, Cassadin...I am not having a good time controlling my temper...It is not my intention for you to see this side of me" He looked at Kuroi and said silently "...welcome to Draco Edge, Mr. Lightblade...I hope you are having fun..."

His hands touched the ice, instantly dissolved it into nothingness as the water was absorbed back into his sleeves before disappearing...But the damage was still done. He looked at the broken mess in front of him and shook his head. Could he ever hope to get some peace at this rate? He said quietly to Seibi "...Mr. Kikaijin...please control your leader..." He walked to Anachayla and yanked out the doll - Eira out of her body and had it into a tight grip, ignoring everything else as he walked to Charlotte and gave it back to her. Without saying anything, he thrust the doll into the girl's hand and stood in front of them protectively. On one hand, he would have to make sure the situation didn't get out of hand, on the other hand, he would also need to make sure he could protect his teammates. He was a B-rank after all. He straightened himself, his height surpassed Charlotte's as he continued calmly "...if you deem yourself unable to control your temper...I must call Miss Lecarde...please act like polite people...and take this out somewhere else..."

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

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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: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal

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Sandra R. Lecarde
Draco Edge: Bar

A smile shaped across her face as the bartender practically insisted that Sandra shouldn't bother helping out on cleaning what little mess remained. “Being an S rank doesn't make me important. It just gives me more responsibilities.” The woman stated rather casually, carefully sorting out which cookware had to go where.

She fully believed an S rank wasn't someone important. Albeit it did have that ring to it, it really did not mean 'important person' to her. Still, that didn't took away the fact she would be watched and stared at by various members of the guild. And that she was expected to be an example, of how a wizard should truly be. “Besides, us women need to stick together. Am I right~?” Conversations like this didn't need formal attitudes, and Sandra felt she could be a tad more girly around Kacie.

Upon the comical notion that the two of them should try and teach Mordecai a lesson in discipline and watching your steps, all Sandra could do was make a giggling noise. It would certainly be something, to see the big giant enter his mess of a room and forced to clean it all by himself. “Kacie, even if we'd be doing that. Men, especially Mordecai, won't ever understand the trouble we need to go through of cleaning up the mess they make wherever they go~” The woman responded, her tone a light and teasing one.

With the kitchen back to its original state, and Sandra having done her good deed for today. She was tempted to actually do what she had planned on doing upon arrival, trying to document her mission. Like she always did. Much like a journal, Sandra liked to document any important factors she had come across during said mission no matter how arbitrary. But, yet another predicament had to prevent her from doing so...

The two infamous trouble makers, Charlotte and Ana had once again began another barrage of petty arguments and taunts to brawl it out. Sandra had only been here for one hour tops. One hour, ONE HOUR! And already she could make ready, to prevent the two childish girls to turn the guild and each other into swiss cheese. “They're at it again. You'd think those girls would've been a bit smarter than this...” The young woman sighed annoyingly, nodding to Kacie before walking out of the kitchen and making her way to the 'table of chaotic events'.

Sandra appreciated Chowa's attempts to calm the two girls, but just putting them in their place by cutting the pointless brawl wasn't enough in the S rank wizard's mind. They've made a mess of things, and that couldn't quite go... unpunished. They've ruined a good table, they were going to clean it up. “How nice to see my two favourite members fighting it out, and make a mess of things in the process.” The woman approached the two teams that had just given the ruckus a momentary pause.

She shook her head in dissapointment. Couldn't she just go one day of sitting in the guild, without the constant rivalry between Charlotte and Anachayla? Her eyes darted back to Kacie, it wouldn't be her to clean this mess today. In fact, the bartender shouldn't have to worry with cleaning the bar after the party. “I think Kacie will be pleased to hear you two have just volunteered to, not only clean the mess you made. But help with cleaning the bar after the feast as well.”

Sandra turned to Chowa, noting that his shirt and book were permanently stained with coffee. Poor sod, why did he even team up with one of the girls if he hated their antics. Another disappointed sigh left the woman's lips, before turning back to the two culprits. “Now go and grab some towels from the kitchen to clean this wreckage. Not a taunting word as of now, or I'll make sure you two won't be going on missions any time soon.” Her voice was calm, but it was clear that she didn't take any arguments from Charlotte, nor Ana.

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Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn

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Cassadin

Cass dissolved his sword, the rose petals gently falling to the ground. He shook his head as Chowa became upset. He hated to see his friend like this, but with Charlotte, it was inevitable. He didn't know what it was about the two, but they seemed to constantly on each other's nerves, fighting like polar opposites. 

He saw Sandra approaching and bowed humbly. The woman's ability was legendary within the guild, so showing some respect to his superior was definitely wise. 

"I'll help you two." Cass said, volunteering to help clean the mess the two girls made. "It's not like I've got anything better to do.

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Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Theo Castille

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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: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku

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Chowa Kyoku - The bar

“Give me your shirt.”

Chowa heard Charlotte said and he turned his head, facing her. His face had returned to its former blankness but there was still some anger lingering here and there on his facial expression as the line of his ever-present scold deepened slightly but he did not speak when he heard her offer/order. Everything was silent as he did nothing but stared at her...his mind was unable to understand her words for a whole minute. Slowly, everything began to make sense as his mind began to work again. He didn't understand her...he really did not. Was that a direct order? What did she want? Why did she want him to remove his shirt? It was so...sudden that his brain could not even work properly to see underneath the underneath. He glanced at the rest of the group before his head shifted slightly and once again, Chowa stared at Charlotte. How long had he been staring at her again? Was it an hour? Two hours? Or was it only one minute? Automatically, Chowa's fingers ran across the soft fabric of his white, button-up shirt as they calmly, almost reluctantly touched the first button and untangled it from his shirt...His eyes didn't meet everyone's as he looked at his own hands...

...the second button came off...

and then the third...

...but the forth
didn't. Chowa's hands froze as his mind was finally being able to understand what Charlotte was trying to tell him...That wasn't an order. Charlotte wasn't trying to humiliate him in front of the crowd for treating her like a baby...Charlotte wasn't trying to...to make him look bad...She was trying to...help him with the stains. Chowa's hands fell to his sides as he revealed his half-opened shirt and his bare chest, the scar he had tried to hide from the world was only half-hidden as people looked at his back could see the mark of the scar running from his the back of his neck to his backbone and was covered by his shirt. He looked at the coffee stains...could he wash it?...But he didn't need her help! Chowa Kyoku certainly didn't need Charlotte's or anyone else's help! His fingers twitched slightly but he didn't say anything, only locked eyes with the floor...a minute suddenly became eternity again as Chowa looked deep into Charlotte's eyes, trying to find any lies, any bad intentions, any half-truth, any hurtful words but he found none. Chowa spoke, his voice was never above a whisper.

"I refuse"

The rest of the sentence went unspoken by him but everyone in the now-quiet bar could heard it clearly. There was nothing but the gentle wind blew his long hair playfully. He still locked eyes with her but he no longer felt the need to finish his sentence. Charlotte was not stupid and he was sure she would understand it even if he didn't speak it out loud.

...No. I don't need your help...

With that, Chowa turned his head and walked away. Never stopped to spare the group a glance, never stopped to even say a goodbye...or even offered his help, Chowa walked out of the bar, ignored the looks between scared, disbelieve and awe as he made his way toward his own room. Closing the door softly behind him, Chowa locked it and carefully put his small bookbag on the bed, his wet book on the nightstand. He removed the rest of his clothes and quickly put it into the sink. Opened his closet, Chowa took out another identical shirt and began to dress himself.

As he finally looked pleased at his image, Chowa turned his attention back toward the mess in the sink and let out a soft sigh. It would be a pain to remove those stains. He turned the faucet on and let the water soak his white shirt. After a while, feeling satisfied with the amount of water he needed, the teenager closed his eyes and placed his hand over the shirt, silently controlling the water inside his shirt as he tried to take out the coffee out along with it. A sweat ran down his temper as he focused completely on what he was doing. He hoped it would work...



It did work. But not without a price, Chowa was nursing a very bad headache as he had concentrated too much and his hands were starting to throb painfully from his awkward position. He sighed softly and picked up the shirt in the shirt. It was white again and all he needed to do now was to wash it again. Chowa nodded his head...well, it wouldn't take too long he guessed. And he could always do that later. What was the time again? Chowa asked silently as he stared at the war clock.

Oh, great! He was late already. Mater Lorivota said he had to attend the anniversary whether he wanted to or not. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and opened the door, walked out of it quickly before closing it behind him with another soft click. He strode calmly to the bar, his mind began to think about what happened again...He should probably avoid them for a while...who knew if Cassadin, Charlotte and Anachayla had finished their work or not and he surely didn't want to take part in their 'activities'. His eyes searched the bar...it seemed all tables were taken now...where could he sit now? His frown deepened...He hated sitting with others beside his teammates...And he surely wouldn't sit next to that 'fangirl' Elysia...Chowa shuddered as his eyes set on her...Well, even if he had to sit next to complete strangers, he would rather do it then sitting next to her.

Chowa's luck seemed to like him again as a pair of people left the bar and the table where they had sat was empty once again. Chowa didn't even need to be told twice as he immediately took the seat. He took a deep breath and tried to block all the noises out...He wasn't sitting in the corner this time...It was both a good thing and a bad thing...The good thing...Well, he could escape easier if someone decided to corner him, and the bad thing?...well, the bad thing was that he was sitting in a place where people could notice him quite easily. Chowa felt the scold on his face became more visible as he glared at everyone who tried to sit at his table...This time, he was determined that he wouldn't let anyone take over this table...Maybe his teammates, but only them...and no one else...If he could not do that, then he would leave this anniversary and went to his room early. He was never a man for parties after all.

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Character Portrait: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala Character Portrait: Loritova Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Anachayla Kaylorn Character Portrait: Seibi Kikaijin Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal Character Portrait: Theo Castille Character Portrait: Roady Domene

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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: Sotofu Katsu Character Portrait: Shae Anne Ramine Character Portrait: Sandra R. Lecarde Character Portrait: Cassadin Kayleth Character Portrait: Morien Morningstar Character Portrait: Kuroi Lightblade Character Portrait: Mordecai Cezaero Character Portrait: Elysia Avari Skylar Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Akio Kakudo Character Portrait: Chayton Ciqala Character Portrait: Loritova Character Portrait: Eliza V. Hellsing Character Portrait: Chowa Kyoku Character Portrait: Kacie Fienmal Character Portrait: Theo Castille Character Portrait: Fumiko Gato Character Portrait: Roady Domene

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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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Character Portrait: Charlotte Leiss Character Portrait: Loritova

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Charlotte Leiss; The Bar


Oh how Charlotte hated the sunlight in the mornings. No matter what she did, it found a way to torment her. The red curtains of her window were too sheer to keep it out, and pulling the blanket over her head only made it too warm to sleep. With a frustrated groan, she rolled over and buried her face into her pillow. It took a few moments for her to recall exactly what day it was… seeing as her birthday was now five-day-old news, it must have been October 9th, or more fondly referred to as “Mission Impossible.”

… Meaning that it was time to get out of bed.

However, the idea of actually crawling out of her blanket and facing the blinding light of day to change clothes, wash her face, and all that was far too troublesome. Conflicted, Charlotte grumbled something unintelligible and decided to instead do what she did best: abuse her magical abilities. Despite her languid nature, the young mage was a surprisingly organized individual, so much that she didn’t need to see to know where everything was. While she clung to her blanket, aiming for just a few more moments of peace, Eira arose from its chair in the corner of the room. Although Charlotte could manipulate any of the numerous dolls and stuffed toys lining the shelves and in the pile of the room, there was no doubt that her ability was strongest and best used with Eira.

So as Charlotte savored her last moments in bed, the large doll busied itself, collecting the clothes that the girl had laid out the night prior as well as gathering everything needed for the day – mainly a good few bars of her personal stash of bittersweet chocolate – and slipping them into its pockets. Charlotte learned long ago that such important things were safer with a doll than on her person. Unfortunately once that was all done, there was nothing left for the girl to do except get out of bed and get ready herself. Lovely.

With a stretch, Charlotte slipped from her sleepwear, a comfortable knee-length nightgown, into her usual wear – the brown dress with shorter skirt. Still barefoot, she dragged her feet to the bathroom to wash her face, the cold water rinsing away the last remnants of sleep. Seeing as she had already taken a bath after all the cleaning last night, another one wasn’t necessary. Then after pulling on her usual stockings, she stepped into her shoes. With that done and grabbing her long coat, she set off for the main hall of the guild. She slid into one of the remaining empty seats, Eira taking one across the table.

With everyone gathered, Loritova began to speak from his usual point on the balcony. “Welcome everyone!” he began, his voice resounding through the guild. Charlotte listened intently throughout his explanation – the event seemed about as exciting as she’d hoped it be – but the words that stood out the most to her were “teams”, “contest”, and “reward”. Interesting. So she would be paired with anyone within the guild and they’d have to work together…

When her turn came around to pick a paper from the basket, there weren’t all that many left… but just for the fun of it, she put a hand over her eyes and turned away, knowing that it didn’t make a difference, before taking up a slip of paper. She glanced at the fold in her hand, wondering whose name would be written along with hers. This partner would likely decide her chance for the prize… She was curious, but decided against looking just yet. ‘A little suspense’ll make it all the better,’ she thought with a grin, tapping the folded paper to her lips.

Glancing at the clock, rapidly approaching noon, Charlotte shifted and latched her arms around Eira – after all, if the doll didn’t teleport, she wasn’t getting any chocolate for the rest of the day. She briefly wondered who her teammates had been paired up with and had time to hope it was anyone but a certain ice mage before she, like the others, was teleported.