-Welcome to Fairy Tail V.3- {Open and Accepting}

[honeycomb `]

"but what if I wanna," she said pouting at him. When the male said nothing to her she giggled at him watching his get flustered. This was a game for aloisa, but for some reason she felt different about this 'game.' It was true she was quite fond of her fellow s class wizard, but she never expected to honest to God care about the male. Smiling again from her thoughts her face grew hot and color rushed to her cheeks. "Um-uh well...." she said trailing off and looking away. "Lets get you come food."

[nyctomancy]

- - - - conor dexter -
male : twenty :: gun magic, gun requip :: in guild hall :: with alosia

dex shrugged, remaining nonchalant. "well i can't argue with that reasoning," he replied, giving her hand a quick squeeze of assurance to show he didn't mind the contact. humming quietly to himself, the brunette pulled along the celestial wizard, moving through the crowds with ease. "what about here, celestial queen~" he chuckled, nodding to a shop. okay, so the mage may have been flirting. just a tad. but, back to the shop. it was a small pasta vendor, rated highly when it came to dex's stomach for the intricate flavors and general pastaness.


- - - - kori -
male :: eighteen :: ice dragonslayer :: in guild hall :: with devil cat

as he couldn't exactly say "mm," twice in a row, kori kept his mouth zipped. moving through his rowdy guild mates, the white-haired figure pushed open the front door, holding the door open for hanaru as he did so. once outside, kori plopped down on the front stoop. combing his fingers through his hair, the dragonslayer's sky blue orbs slid over to the devil cat momentarily, before returning to wandering the crowds. "i'm not much of a conversationalist," he rumbled out.

[honeycomb `]

when the male squeezed her hand she smiled warmly and allowed herself to be pulled along by the male. "Sure, I'm fine e with anything really. Just not clams..." looking the building up and down she smiled softly and looked to conor. She had not taken not of him flirting with her as she was to sidetracked thinking about what to order. When it finally clicked with her it was late and cursed to herself. "I wonder if any of the shop we're we are going will have any keys," she said, thinking out loud.

[nyctomancy]

- - - - conor dexter -
male : twenty :: gun magic, gun requip :: in guild hall :: with alosia

choosing to take the counter seats, the brunette plopped down on one of the circular chairs, leaving a spot open for the brown-haired magictress to take the spot next to him. taking note of alosia's distracted state, dex went ahead and ordered for the both of them. i hope she likes pasta and steak, he thought to himself, biting his lip nervously. when the conversation started up, dex relaxed. small-talk. he was good at small talk. "i'm sure there will be keys," he replied, grinning at the girl. "silver keys seem to be all the rage nowadays, celestial wizard."


- - - - kori -
male :: eighteen :: ice dragonslayer :: in guild hall :: with devil cat

as he couldn't exactly say "mm," twice in a row, kori kept his mouth zipped. moving through his rowdy guild mates, the white-haired figure pushed open the front door, holding the door open for hanaru as he did so. once outside, kori plopped down on the front stoop. combing his fingers through his hair, the dragonslayer's sky blue orbs slid over to the devil cat momentarily, before returning to wandering the crowds. "i'm not much of a conversationalist," he rumbled out.

[honeycomb `]

watching conor order she smiled brightly. She loved pasta, it was probably because her mother would cook it for her back at the estate. Hearing about silver keys, aloisa's ears perked up. "I only have one right now, deneb. He is very- what's the word?" Pausing for a moment she stared longingly at the wall. "Aw! Disobedient, that's it. He is intrusting of all wizard, mainly females and whenever he is out he is cruel hearted towards me. I don't know what to do with deneb anymore." Sighing she pouted go herself and looked back at conor. "But yeah, I am looking for a few very special rare keys."

[ririan]

[mark , will be posting a form soon ,
i hopw im not interrupting anything..]

[nyctomancy]

- - - - conor dexter -
male : twenty :: gun magic, gun requip :: in guild hall :: with alosia

"from what you've described, he seems to be a cold-hearted spirit," dex mused aloud, somewhat unhelpfully. he didn't really have any experience when it came to dealing with spirits, and as such his advice probably wouldn't be all too accurate. he wanted to help lift alosia from her funk, but wasn't quite sure how. as he sorted through his thoughts, the food arrived. in the typical dex fashion, the gunner brightened immediately. his stomach hadn't forgiven him for not feeding him earlier, so the brunette began to eat in earnest.


- - - - kori -
male :: eighteen :: ice dragonslayer :: in guild hall :: with devil cat

as he couldn't exactly say "mm," twice in a row, kori kept his mouth zipped. moving through his rowdy guild mates, the white-haired figure pushed open the front door, holding the door open for hanaru as he did so. once outside, kori plopped down on the front stoop. combing his fingers through his hair, the dragonslayer's sky blue orbs slid over to the devil cat momentarily, before returning to wandering the crowds. "i'm not much of a conversationalist," he rumbled out.

[nightfire]

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Name;; Hanaru Ikawashima
(Hana, Flower, Devil Cat)
Age;; 18
Magic;; Satan Soul/Devil Soul
(A-Class)
Tags;; Kori
Location;; Guild Hall

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Hanaru leaned against the wall next to him (as that appeared to be her "thing" as of late) and she looked about Magnolia as the sun climbed slowly into the sky. There was a comfortable pause before the dragon slayer spoke up, and she nodded to him in acknowledgement, but her gaze remained forward. "I wouldn't have joined you otherwise..." she said quietly, standing for s bit longer before slowly sitting down next to him. "I find most conversation pointless. However, sometimes it is necessary, despite the fact that actions speak louder than words." Already, she was feeling like she had said too much. This was the most she had spoken all morning, in fact.

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Name;; Motonmaru Elliot
(Moto, The Puppeteer)
Age;; ???
Magic;; Doll Magic/Object
Soul Possession
(S-Class)
Tags;; Open
Location;; Guild Hall

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Moto simply stood back and watching everyone from behind his blonde bangs, signature smile ghosting over his lips. It was so nice to have such a lovely guild! He couldn't help but think this as a semi-creepy laugh left his lips. So much fun to be had, but how and what little time to do it in!

//Moto is one hundred percent open if someone needs somebody to rp with!//

[Egg With Legs]

(Would you mind if I make celestial spirits based off of Tarot cards?)

[JOIN TEAM FLARE]

[OOC:My characters are all open btw]

Kichi Nightwolf//Female//17//Cosmic, Ice Make//S-Class//Guild Hall//Tagged: Open

Kichi Nightwolf was calmly sitting down at the bar, sipping her usual drink. Strawberry lemonade, accompanied by her all-time favorite fruit, strawberries. A stoic expression was painted on her face, as per usual as she munched on the fruit after setting her now half empty glass. The ravenette had just returned from a job she had gone on yesterday with her brother. It was normal for the twins to go together, after all, they were close. Speaking of her brother, she peeked over to where her brother was. 'Of course he's being an idiot.' The S-class thought, sighing silently.

Max Nightwolf//Male//17//Ice Make//?-Class//Guild Hall//Tagged: Open

Meanwhile, Max Nightwolf, the rambunctious one out of the two Nightwolf twins was cackling manically as he fought with his fellow guild mates. A grin was plastered right over his features, as usual. He had recently gone on a job with his twin, Kichi, a day ago. Yet, that did not expire his boundless energy as he fought. "BRING IT!" He shouted as he sent out some ice dove as an attack.

Misty Taitashi//Female//12//Transformation//?-Class//Guild Hall//Tagged: Open

Misty Taitashi, the mischievous little transformation mage was sitting idly at one of the tables, not minding the chaos around her as she created plans for her next few pranks. "This will be interesting..." She murmured to herself as she smirked. Though she had no exact target, she created plans for all...well, most. She wasn't exactly eager to upset some of her guild mates, specifically the ones that would not hesitate to unleash ther wrath upon her. Kichi was one, though she knew that Kichi had a rather soft spot for children. 'I'm not exactly eager to test out if she would be okay with her hair being dyed pink...' Misty sweatdropped as she thought of the terrible consequences.