Dark Mage Recycling [Job]

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This…this had to be one of the more interesting requests she’d taken on since joining Infinity Hydra. Get a passport just in case? Sure, she could gamble her way through line. Get back a runaway chicken? Tempt it back to the roost with some food. Deal with some twins? No problem: she had an fun little artifact for it.

But be a model? She knew some people did this as a job for a living, but they paid the mages that showed up in Sorcerer Weekly? ’And here I thought the attention whores usually vied for this competitively.’ “So I strike a few poses, they click the camera a couple times: done. Easy money.” At least she hoped it’d be just that simple, hearing how some photo shoots could be a breeze or horror show depending on the cameraman or designer involved.

Upon reaching the site she was quickly greeted by an assistant who brought her to the plotting duet. The cameraman took one look at her and vanished for reasons unknown, but when she turned towards the designer the woman may as well have been a ravenous wolf with the way she eyed the mage up and down. ”Perfect~” she all but purred under her breath, a sly smile right at home on that face. Rohma settled for raising an eyebrow and leaning back, letting the woman’s roving gaze find it at her leisure. Tinkling laughter tumbled out as she patted the traveler’s shoulder, ”Oh don’t worry honey! I think you’ll work out nicely as the Infinity Hydra candidate! See, I’m doing a series, you see? Each guild gets some spotlight in it, featuring a slight ‘eco-friendly’ theme to them!”

The designer readjusted her glasses, an arm snaking around Rohma’s shoulders as she lead her along, ”They’ve gone quite nicely thus far! We had a Lamia Scale mage model on a beach with the theme of water conservation and protecting our oceans, someone from Fairy Tail focused on protection of forests, and Sabertooth ready to ‘throw down a beating over littering.’ Why I could just cry at how some of them turned out!”

So far it sounded all right, though she couldn’t help staring at the woman with some hesitation, ”And what exactly….will Infinity Hydra be representing?”

”Community service and the reformation of criminals!”

”What the fu-are we recycling people?! The response was immediate as the mage ceased all movement and stared incredulously at the woman.

The blond shrugged, casually moving her bangs aside, ”In a manner of speaking. I mean it is more about recycling than reformation – I just thought we could slip that in seeing as you guys have a certain affinity towards dark guilds. Besides everyone loves a good bad boy, and lots of women dream of being surrounded by lovely specimens who just need a bit of love to bring them around!”

Oh gods, it was way worse than Rohma could ever imagine.

She was locked in this woman’s school girl fantasy.

’Maybe I can escape somehow…’ The thought existed for five whole seconds before some of the men started leaving their changing tent and she reconsidered things. Just a tad. ’I suppose I can stay for a few shots…I mean…for the guild and all.’




’Gods I think I’m gonna get kicked out of the guild.’ It’s not that it’d been a bad photo shoot, but throughout it Rohma couldn’t help feeling more like the dark mage than the gorgeous male models who sported some false insignias. She’d stood over some after their “defeat,” acted and posed as though she were fighting them, and then around the last few shots had her basically using them as servants to the point they’d been carrying her. Sure in the background the guys were picking up trash and the like, but even reviewing the photos she found it hard to notice them with the foremost people and scenes going on, ’What is this, subliminal messaging?’

Giving them another look she sighed, ’Well they’re still tasteful, I’m pretty clothed even if a bit dominatrix in attitude at times….maybe they won’t boot me. Aaaaaand I got to be surrounded by some lookers, so honestly? Win-win for me. Guess her vision wasn’t so bad.’ Recounting the money and taking a sip from the chilled bottle of water Rohma shrugged: there were worse things than being a model with a bunch of shirtless hunks. She figured there were people in other guilds who’d agree right with her since she’d seen the other images they’d opted to use for the coming edition. Those mages couldn’t hid the pleased glints in their eyes.