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Marschal had a bunch of roses bundled up in his hands, with various amounts of bags wrapped onto his arms as well. A bright smile was on his face, and that was saying something about the mage, since he rarely ever smiled. He was standing at the entrance of the Fairy Tail guild, ears perked forward in a show of happiness and excitement. His pupils were as round and big as they could get, signalling that Marschy was in a playful mood and not a horrid one. The two had developed this idea in their heads to prank Fairy Tail, though it had taken them a while to gather up the needed supplies. On top of that, they had used a lot of pain to color the roses they had collected as dark of a black as they could. Now, all that they had to do was fill every inch of Fairy Tail with black roses and petals as quickly as they could.
"Iza-chan, here!" Marschal mewled, handing the Black Rose mage a few bags of roses before he darted off to start the prank. He would dash around throwing the flowers everywhere, making sure that they filled every corner of the place. Though it was hard to resist wanting to roll around in the fell petals and roses, he managed to keep himself preoccupied for a while. Busy making sure that the grounds was nothing, but a pitch black in color from the roses garnishing every inch. While it was quite a large task for just the two of them, the mage had faith that they could handle doing this. After all, they were siblings, unbeknownst to them, like minded in the ways they thought, especially when it came to pranks.
With his part done, Marschal would dash back out from the grounds of Fairy Tail and where his half-sister had been. He would stand there waiting for her until she would return, and once she did, they would find a place to hide, but still watch.
"Iza-chan, here!" Marschal mewled, handing the Black Rose mage a few bags of roses before he darted off to start the prank. He would dash around throwing the flowers everywhere, making sure that they filled every corner of the place. Though it was hard to resist wanting to roll around in the fell petals and roses, he managed to keep himself preoccupied for a while. Busy making sure that the grounds was nothing, but a pitch black in color from the roses garnishing every inch. While it was quite a large task for just the two of them, the mage had faith that they could handle doing this. After all, they were siblings, unbeknownst to them, like minded in the ways they thought, especially when it came to pranks.
With his part done, Marschal would dash back out from the grounds of Fairy Tail and where his half-sister had been. He would stand there waiting for her until she would return, and once she did, they would find a place to hide, but still watch.