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Ibara HP: 100% ϟ Ibara MP: 100% ϟ Spells Used: N/A N/A

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Ibara had been in the guild for a total of seven days by his count. Although he'd established connections with a few of the Guild Members there through jobs and the like, he'd never actually met anyone whom he'd spent time with on a personal level. The idea of it all wasn't his thing, naturally, considering his past of solitude with no other to talk to other than his abusive parents and a silhouette of a dragon that hovered above his home throughout the days of being a young child. The idea had never really crossed his mind but, while sitting at a table in the corner, alone as per usual, he glanced out to the throng of Sabertooth Guild Members that lined his eyesight. They all sat together, whether as teams or as individuals, each of them chatted happily amongst eachother. Together they discussed ideas of importance, matters of credibility, or simple humorous subjects to which they laughed joyously together. Ibara rested his hand lazily on his chin and glanced towards the ceiling of the Guild Hall.

"Igneel.. if only you were here, you'd know what to say.“ he thought to himself while his head sank further into his palm. His cheek creased heavily with the excess skin now pushed up by his hand. Ibara thought to himself again and established one singular thought, a thought that would go heavily against his own personality and the way his brought up, but perhaps a thought that would better his life and stop the natural flood of lonerism that had tainted him for so long. Ibara's eyeline swept the entire guild once more, searching for a single candidate that he could somehow approach and conversate with for once in his life. For once his life he would go and socialise, rather than for someone to come over and socialise with him. The task would be difficult, very difficult, considering Ibara's social awkwardness in almost all situations but he would try nonetheless.

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Ibara HP: 100% ϟ Ibara MP: 100% ϟ Spells Used: N/A N/A

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Ibara's mind had gone a blank at that point. He wasn't really looking at anyone or anything in particular; simply lost in his own train of thought. Thoughts that drifted to his life of solitude and the idea that he was only repeating the same thing over and over. Luckily, he'd sort've diverted himself from that path with jobs that had removed himself from a lack of partners. Meeting Eclipse and Klein a like had given him an opportunity to restart at life but the young mage didn't want to stop there. His social awkwardness was still prevalent in his attitude to just about everything when it came to regards of meeting people face-to-face regardless of who they were. He usually expressed this through his hot-headedness or spontaneous attitude to random things but he swore to himself today would be different, today wouldn't be like the others. That was when he noticed his somewhat distant and blank glare had actually been caught by a woman that had recently taken a seat only a few tables opposite him. He snapped to his senses and glanced towards his feet in total embarrassment. How long had he been staring at her, he wondered, did she find him creepy? These questions didn't usually circle Ibara's train of thought, but for some reason, Ibara was subconsciously working up the courage to go meet and greet this girl.

"I'm gonna do it.. I'm gonna do it..“ he repeated, over and over, under his breath.

By now, for sure, he looked insane so this opportunity was now or never. His hands met the edge of the table and he flung himself to his feet. His stance was relatively awkward, one hand pressed against his shoulder while the other held his neck to stop him from looking away from the girl. He did his best at confidently striding over to her, which came out as more of a constipated stumble.

"H-Hey.. I'm Ibara, mind if I sit down?“

It wasn't like Ibara to stutter, but no-one could blame him, this was his first step into the unknown.

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It had taken Ibara's epitome of social limits to actually get up in order to walk over to her to finally say something. Something that would break the boundaries of his social ineptness. Something, that's all Ibara needed. Something, something, something

However, no words pierced the awkward silenced that soon began to fill the empty Guild Hall of Sabertooth. Ibara's lips moved but not even a single audible sound came out. He was somewhat stage-frightened although there was a clear lack of a stage. It was only him and this girl. Ibara didn't quite understand the issue. He'd conversed with multiple girls on multiple occasions, he'd nonchalantly walked up to random strangers when participating in jobs with them. Maybe that was the issue, there was no real context as to why he'd even be approaching this girl in the first place. He simply stood there, starstruck.

Rather foolishly, although it didn't seem so at the time, one of Ibara's arms moved instinctively and his palm collided with his face. A small slapping sound filled the inaudible Guild Hall before Ibara finally came to his senses.

"I don't usually do this, as you can tell. Let me cut to the chase.“

It didn't take Ibara long to start off from the beginning. He hadn't done this before with anyone but for some reason, since he had worked up so much courage to simply speak to this girl, it felt so natural for him to literally open up his heart to her. He took a seat at the table while pressing a singular elbow to it's wooden tabletop and resting his chin atop his palm nonchalantly.

Ibara explained the tale of his childhood. His somewhat abusive parents and their desperate plea to simply use him as a means of making profit in whatever way they could. Drunkards, schemers, manipulators, addicts. These were but a few of the synonyms he used to all point to one thing. His childhood was messed up. Then he began to explain how one night, Igneel, the King of the Fire Dragons had snuck him away from that awful place and transported him to a new home. From the age of four, Ibara trained with Igneel for ten years. They developed a father-son bond like none-other, a relationship between human and dragon like the old times of Earthland. Ibara was fourteen when he left Igneel's company and arrived at Sabertooth. Since then, his antisocial nature kicked in to all aside from a select few.

"That's my story.“

Ibara didn't actually realise what he'd just done until that point. His eyes widened, his left gleaming a bright yellow while the other a fluorescent red. Their enlargening grew to it's pinnacle where the girl was probably convinced to believe they might burst. A huge sigh escaped his lungs and his head collapsed on the table infront of him. His arms crowded around his facial features while his hands moved to stroke through his red hair. He was clearly embarrassed with what he'd just done and didn't quite know how to react from that point onwards. Was this a mistake or a complete and utter success? Only the woman whom he'd never met before could decide that.

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Did the woman falter in her speech? Did she mistake her self out loud? Ibara wouldn't let himself believe she was telling the truth for the first few moments. His face remained buried his hands for a few seconds longer. There was definitely still that hue of embarrassment lingering across his features and the young dragon simply refused to let this random stranger see anymore weakness, especially after the show he'd given her just moments before, it simply wasn't his nature.

However, he'd established one thing, the girl had replied to him and what she said was true. He'd hear her pitch perfectly which was perhaps the reason why he didn't believe it himself in the first place. Light clouded his vision while his head raised from his two palms, that same sullen look overshadowing his usual glare.

"I've never done anything like that before, y'know?“

Although the young dragon had established the Sabertooth Guild Hall was nigh on deserted save for the occasional hang-about wizard, this didn't deter him from glancing from left to right. He remained ever-vigilant, if any other Guild Member were to catch wind of what he deemed as weakness, he felt like he'd never be able to live it down. Progress was slow but sure, that was simple one step too far ahead at the moment.

"Anyway.. That's enough about me. Let's listen to your story then. What you deem as boring, I may think as exciting? Trust me, I don't do this often so let's at least live in the moment a little..“

Ibara was outraged at every word he uttered in those few sentences. This was uncharacteristic of him from the bottom up, what else was he to do? Dismiss the girl as if nothing happened and walked away? If he'd confronted her a few months ago, that probably would have been the case but.. Ibara had made progress, progress that he was determined to see through until the very end.

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