Deliver My Letter [Job/Solo]

It had been years since Alito found himself in this city again: The City of Magnolia. Or was it called Magnolia Town, nowadays? Nevertheless, he was here, out to observe some news he had heard from afar recently. Just a few days ago, you see, the child of Ankhseram listened to his handy Lacrima Radio, and eavesdropped on an apparent, yet drastic change in population amongst the Fairy Tail guild. Fairy Tail. Oh, how that guild had done wonders in the past, and performed miracles, to begin with. Even for a god, one could not underestimate this guild. The boy was initially here to approach the guild for the first time in ages, yet along the way, he ran into a peasant. This peasant required some assistance, while the story behind it somehow caught Alito's interest.

The peasant happened to be a male, who required a letter upon his own two hands to be delivered to someone much higher up on the social hierarchy. Even to this day, it disappointed Alito to no end that human equality had yet to be truly awakened into society's grasp. There was always at least one person who seemed to reign supreme upon everyone else. To be fair, however, gods were meant to the greatest as they were, and still are the creators of our universe. Nevertheless, this task had to be completed. Alito despised being responsible for the misery of someone else, and it appeared as though the man was helpless with his own letter, and therefore needed someone to do the job for him. Without a word spoken, Alito confirmed to the boy that he would finish this quest, and see to it that the best friend, and love interest of this peasant would have the peasant's feelings considered. Heck, perhaps these two could unite someday- the peasant and his love interest, that is.

Wandering with the letter, Alito noticed a crowd endlessly surging in population. This was downtown Magnolia, located just less than a kilometre from that peasant's whereabouts. That poor individual must have known beforehand that his best friend and love interest would reveal herself close to his own destination, and be unable to see him, regardless. Luckily, Alito had the appearance to repel others away. That, or he could allow Ankhseram to get the best of him, and surrounding animate objects (other than humans) would die in an instant. This aside, Ankhseram and his child always seemed to share some physical qualities, at least. For one, Alito could always make his eyes go soulless, his skin completely pale, and ultimately disturbing to the human eye, yet still look like a human, himself. And indeed he did so. The child of Ankhseram simply broke through people with ease, looking as if he could just puke at any second. He would make the movements of a drunk person, an infant looking for a toilet, or a fat man ready to burst. Any of these three movements were happily played just for this one moment to scare others off. They hated his guts for getting through them this way, but Alito just had to do it. There were just some times when he felt happiness could change society in the slightest.

Upon sinisterly proceeding through the annoying crowd, Alito stopped in a position where he would not be spotted by the love interest, herself, but have good look at her to remember for future reference. If he could recall from the young man, anyway, he said it would be best to move around to backstage in order to see the woman shortly after her appearance on stage. On the other hand, how was Alito supposed to do that? Certainly, he would be pushed out by security, or caught by a random member of the crowd if he simply attempted to sneak out of the crowd, and move towards the back. No. There was much more to this procedure than that if Alito wanted the mission accomplished. Security unfortunately encircled the area, so again, what was Alito supposed to do?

After some consideration, Alito knew what to do. Quietly, Alito turned his back to the stage, and moved calmly through the crowd, acting as if he was going to exit so others would politely move out of the way. However, while wandering, Alito gently swept his foot across a stranger's ankle, causing that same stranger to fall over. Because the crowd was so big, it was hard to tell who tripped somebody if one fell victim to the same form of assault. With this being said, after the man got up, shouting about who to blame, Alito acted like a phantom, and pointed to a "possible individual". A brawl began because of the confusion, though with his slim figure, the Ankhseram boy was able to slide through the fight he started, yet was able to stay out of for the time being. What foolish personalities some people held. Then again, it was brilliant manipulating human qualities to evade various issues.