Looking in the mirror, Ardere sighed slightly. It had been a long time since it had been required for him to wear fancy clothes, and while he actually liked wearing them, he was still nervous. Nervousness was not an emotion he would rarely show, however tonight called for it. He had been invited to the legal guild ball hosted by Sabertooth, which on it's own sounded fine, but it almost meant that this would be the first time he introduced Sayrn to the guild, and the guild to her. Straightening up his suspender, he took a deep breath, examining the white suit and black shirt he was wearing. You look fine, stop stressing over it like some teenage girl. A squawk came from his phoenix, perched on the table near him. That's easy for you to say, you don't wear clothes. The fire mage retorted, prompting a slightly laugh from his partner in crime, so to speak. Buttoning up the white suit jacket, he ran pale fingers through his brown hair, tightening up the red headband he chose to keep on. Tonight was supposed to be special, and he would make it so. Tossing the orange and white blade he usually kept on his back, Celica would catch it with her talons. Let's go. The fire mage had been staying in a hotel for the night in Hargeon, the fish town as he often referred to it as. It was easier than getting ready at Sayrn's house, which he felt would be intruding a bit. It was a fairly easy journey, even though her residence was in the forest. Luckily today had a nice cool breeze to it, enough to make sure he did not sweat in the suit. Though with his resistance to heat, he highly doubted he would sweat easily anyhow. With his phoenix in suit, he arrived at the house promptly. It had been a few weeks since the two mages had seen each other, though they had kept in contact the entire time. Needless to say, he missed the young woman. Celica landed on his shoulder, allowing the fire mage to hold his blade. He had picked up some white roses for her on the way in, and he held them in his hands. White suit, tattoos, suit and all he knocked on the door three times. Exhaling a bit, he kept his cool. Ardere waited for her to answer the door, flowers and sword in his hands. @Sayrn <3 | Every wound will shape me. Every scar will build my throne. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0 |
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