Job: "Afternoon Freakout! The Phoenix and The Dragon!?"

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Krow grinned as he made his way out of his rather secluded home located on the out-skirts of East Forest today would be his first day taking a job since being shot repeatedly freeing slaves with his teammate. He figured to celebrate his survival he would alter his attire, so he w dressed a bit differently.

Today his upper attire consisted of a black, hooded sleeveless shirt, red fur trimming the hood, while the shoulders of the jacket and the edges of the jacket had a frosty white trimming. Wrapped around the hood was a red and orange muffler adorned by a dragon scale pattern. His right shoulder was wrapped in bandages. The large, jagged scar covering his right forearm being left exposed, as always, it remained in stark contrast to his skin tone, a pale lifeless white.

Upon his left arm was a golden sleeve of armor. The shoulder plating of this armor being four fang-like protrusions that jut outward slanting upward getting a bit smaller as they go downward, as to fully protect the users shoulder. Under this is a black strap that secures the golden bands protecting his deltoid down to an inch past his elbow. His forearm being protected by a gauntlet that with outward slanted protrusions at the top that are rounded-off to protect their arm further, this gauntlet has a black plate with a flame detailed dragon on it. The gauntlet ending in a glove that completely protects his left hand.

His lower attire consisting of a fire dragon scale detailed waist wrap trimmed by red Nako Aguuru fur held up by a black strap belt with a golden clasp. His pants being baggy and black protected by the dragon scale waist-wrap until his mid-thigh. His knees, shins, and feet being protected by cushioned golden boots that have two spike protrusions from either side of both boot just below the knee plates.

The fire dragon slayer snickered his trademark "shishishi" snicker, as he made his way into Magnolia Town through the eastern entrance. Usually he would be traveling wildly using everything attached to the buildings to travel in a manner reminiscent of a wild animal through the town faster. He couldn't do that just today, he was still recovering from his wounds, but figured there must be a job he could take that would allow him to heal his wounds faster. For now, to his dismay, due to the demands of his second of two imprisoned Etherious, this one being named Abaddon, he was going to the hospital to get his wounds checked, AGAIN!!

"Stupid ass demon. Who the hell does she think she is, my mom!? She even made me wear the damn armor again."

The youth complained as he walked, well rather he stumbled into the hospital, an annoyed scowl playing upon his mug as he skulked into the hospital heading straight for the check-in area without paying attention to his surroundings. This resulting in his bumping into a young nurse, who at first glance looked to be about to same age as the mage, but this was not true, no, she was actually three years older than the mage making her twenty-five-years-old. Both stumbling, Krow backwards, the young nurse also going backwards, before bumping into someone who shoved her forward. This ended in the nurse falling on top of Krow with a feminine, "Kyaa...", which was abruptly cut off when her lips met those of the fire dragon slayer. She felt the warmth upon his lips and suddenly it clicked in her mind what had happened as she stumbled off of the male who lay in disarray upon the hard green tiled floor of the hospital.

"I'm sorry about that.", she said giggling bopping herself lightly on the head, as she leaned forward which gave him a nice view of her supple cleavage. He was too distracted by her bangin' rack to realize she was holding out her hand to help him up. The male as the nurse had clambered from atop of him had grumbled some, rubbing the back of his head as he sat up and scowled at the gorgeous scarlet-haired nurse. "The heck's your problem, lady!?" He snapped at her before she leaned forward, the gaze of his fierce dragonic red optics, being drawn to her big breasts. "Hey, lady-yan!! You've got a nice rack, how big are they, anyways!? What's your name!?" The last of which had been said as he noticed her arm extended, hand held open offering to help him up off of the ground. He would take her hand grinning. She blushed deeply, her cheeks flushing with blood staining them a deep scarlet hue almost matching her hair in its depth. "Uhm..." she glared at him now addressing his lewd comments, "My name is Tsuki, and that is none of your business."

Krow grumbled some as he crossed his arms over his chest and huffed and retorted, "Well I'm a mage of Fairy Tail. The names Krow, some people call me the Demonic Dragon. How about I take you out for drinks after my next job and we make it my business!?" He asked grinning cheerfully at her, she couldn't help but to smile and reply, "Alright, You've got a deal. If your appointment today goes well... And you survive your next job, I'll go on a date with you." Krow snickered as he grabbed her right forearm and dragged her past the front desk and into the hospital. Tsuki shouting, "Hey. Let me go Krow! You have to check in first!" The nurses from the front desk chasing after them. Krow grumbled and snapped at her, "I don't have time for that. Just treat my wounds, already." She sighed and took him into the nearest room, checked his wounds, being confused by the one on his right forearm, but sent him on his way none the less. Soon enough Krow would arrive out front of the guild hall of the infamously destructive Fairy Tail guild.

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Krow had been minding his own business when he felt something poke him. That was it felt like, but he didn't really seem to notice it until an annoying voice from well below his line of sight started barking, "Oi bastard out of the way. I've got work to do." Krow in response to this simply scowled down at the noisy runt, whose aura while strange didn't strike him as being even remotely intimidating or impressive. One of the perks of being raised by a Dragon; the magic power of a human, just didn't seem to incite any sort of fearful response. Which seemed to fit the current case, as instead of apologizing, Krow snapped back with, "The hell's your problem ya noisy ass runt?"

Krow after snapping at the kid, dismissed him and walked over to the job board. He scanned the jobs quickly, not really bothering to read them as he did so, he ripped one of the paper from the board then looked around for their guild master. "Hey, Night-guy, I'm gonna go kick some ass in Oak Town. I can take the pissed off shortie with me, right?" He asked as he pointed towards the mage he had been arguing with mere moments ago. The guild master as usual, gave no complaint, he simply warned Krow not to destroy the entire village. Krow had already destroyed the docks in Hargeon Town, demolished and burned over half of Beanstalk Village to rubble and smoldering ashes. Now it seemed it might end up leveling Oak Town if he didn't hold back some.

"Hey, Runt, you wanna work, right? You're either stronger than you look or full of yourself. Time to put up or shut up." Krow proclaimed with a smug grin, as he shoved the paper into the hands of the much shorter male and checked over his equipment to make sure he had everything he needed. "Let's get going, Runt." He poked fun at the blue flame wielding male before heading back out of the guild hall's entrance.

Krow waved dismissively to the other when he had said, "I guess I'll hold back on smiting your sorry butt for now." He didn't get what this shorties problem was, but if he wanted to throw down that bad, Krow would be obligated to go all out. "We can kick each others asses later." Krow said as he peered over his shoulder to see the other gathering up supplies. Krow had already left the guild hall by the time the other had finished his prep work, so he wasn't surprised to hear the others voice a few minutes later saying, "This seems like something in need of immediate attention. I can fly us there really fast." The dragon slayer's demeanor falling into a rather pitiful state when his mind had formed a mental image of such a thing. "I... I'll pass. I think I'd die if you did that." He muttered, thrashing his head from side to side in an attempt to purge himself of such sickening thoughts.

Krow watched as the pint-sized youth jumped into the air with a burst of blue flames and transformed into a flaming bird. "Woah. That's a cool trick." He said with an excited grin, as he stared up at the other now in bird-form. He listened as the other rambled about how fast he was. The dragon slayer now presenting an expression of confusion. "I don't get it. Why are you so short if you are that strong? Ah whatever." He grumbled as he watched the other shift back into a human from within another burst of blue flames. "I don't want to rely on someone shorter than me, but if you can get us their faster on the ground. I pick the ground." Krow hadn't taken into to consideration that both options meant certain pseudo-death for him. "I don't care about saving the day. I just want to fight someone who has tastey fire, got it?" The fire dragon slayer snapped at the other. "Just get us there fast. I wanna punch something already." The mage grumbled as he scratched at the bandages on his chest.