Gold diggers.

It took very little time between Sasha nicely scolding Erika for the Fairy Tail mage to have responded with a very odd, but true meaning. Of course, with time you'd poke fun at the negatives of those you know, and it would all be in good fun if the others were still goo sports about it, but the fact of the matter was that it was something that Sasha never had when she was aligned with the Rune Knights or with Laughing Coffin even. Despite all the talk and all the thoughts, it all had come down to the fact that it seemed the more she spoke of it the more that being a part of something like that was more strive for, but also pushed away from her grasp. Just as enlightening a thought as it was in one moment, it became locked away and kept unable to be reached and enjoyed. It was blissful as much as it was torturous to think of how much fun Erika must have had with her guild members compared to how much she spent time away from them for any personal reason that the country girl had no idea about. There was still a hint of envy hidden in her mind about how good Erika seemed to have it, but at the same time not everyone had the opportunities that either girl had in their lives. How vastly different their lives were in comparison to the fact that their upbringings had only come to correct this was vastly amusing to say the least. If anything by the end of this, there was the hope that one day the two girls could reunite and be able to have some free time to chat and relax rather than simply screwing around and beating up people, or killing them. Either way it was put it ended the same.

A rather nicely sized group of enemies had come to approach the intruding pair of females in their hiding corner, when Erika had seemed to want to take lead in it. She had a rather unique way of showing of, and it was kinda amusing when she had the time to watch. It was long before she had set herself up with some trap for the bandits, that more had shown up from another direction. These brutes seemed to be rather particularly bulky. Being led by a single individual to say the least made things easier when it came to divide and conquer. However, even with such an easy sounding plan, the sheer numbers before her (about 18) would prove more difficult to do so than she had first come to think of. The bunny enthusiast than had an idea on how to break up the herd and get things taken care of quickly. She'd need quite the crowd dispersal to make this work, and it wasn't without any less time to think that she would use her requip magic, with what Erika had yet to see happen until now if she even had been paying attention to Sasha's end while she was off having fun "dressing the gentleman"... Or maybe "dressing the jackasses"..? Ooor.. "Dressing of the dumbasses." No matter the title it was given, the technique was only half shown before her attention focused to the sword and shield rested in either hand, ready for combat the second it would strike. Second to accompany that would be a green bunny suit, overlapping the rather common clothing she had on before. The puffy white tail that went along with it would be right where her tailbone would be, seeming almost real like at first sight, until you would see the obviously fake ears atop her head disguised as a hairband tucked under her adored red hair.

The requip mage would shove the bottom of the sword into the the bottom of the sheath on the inside of the weapons shield and watch as the weapon as a whole would begin to shift form. It's original blade would thin out and become blunt as if it had become the extension to the hilt of it's sword like appearance. Locked into the shield, the second half would split apart and become sharp edged, mirroring that of an axe blade. Taking a new hold of her now top heavy weapon, Sasha had formed a sly, evil like grin starring down her enemies. They hadn't backed down, sure that their pure numbers would outmatch the intruding girls intimidation factor she had tried to personify a little with her weapon. Not that it was entirely her plan, she had known what to do in case this sort of thing would happen anyway. With one massive swing horizontally, she would first give off a hint of inexperience with this weapon, as if they could use it's slow swing to their advantage. However, to their dismay of course, she had only used that as a wind up swing. The weapon would quickly swing up ward and her heel would skid back from the weight, lodging into the ground as dark energy gathered in the axe, lightning jolting around it as well. With a large crying shout, she would slam the weapon into the ground, immediately blasting geysers of darkness throughout the section of caves in front of the weapons radius. The blast would send enemies flying into the sides, the cave roof, and further back into the tunnel. The rumble of the spell colliding with the ground would begin to collapse the walls before Sasha, pulling her large sparking axe away before rubble would pile on top, crushing them all with large, heavy boulders of the terrain around them.

Finally, the red head would turn toward her companion and rest the axe upon her shoulder shortly before the axe would break off into it's normal form of a sword and shield. She'd sheath it and place it on her back, restrained magically to her back until taken out to do so and given a big grin to Erika as if nothing had happened. "Nah, y'all had yer fun, I had mine. We both got rid of a healthy portion of the vermin 'round here, so how's 'bout we start turnin' the hunter, into the huntee?~" She'd giggle and rub the back of her head at their common thought of bulking them up and ripping them a new one. Fortunately, for the pair at least, there was a hope that they were headed down the path towards where they'd need to go. Watching the girl carefully, she seemed to be rather casual now herself, or at least as casual as Erika could seem to be at this point. Never the less, Sasha gasped with joy at her being able to entertain herself with Erika's lovely long hair as they walked down the path. "Only the perfect braid, for the perfect hair, babeh!~" Laughing, she'd skip along in her heels, remaining geared up regardless of there being no combat and would begin to run her fingers though the multi colored hair, gazing at it's softness and beauty up close. "So much easier with a brush, but I know I can manage without one. Just don't walk too funny now, can't have yah messin' up mah work now, ya hear?~" With a wink and a chuckle, she'd simply keep running her fingers through the locks of pink and brown hair before finally separating it into parts, slowly beginning with tight pulls down, trying not to hurt her, but keeping everything taught while she worked. Slowly, fingers would entwine the hair into criss crossing bit by bit, little by little, until she would form a taught section and continue downward, finishing only several moments later as she would requip a little ribbon into her hands in a pink color and would tie a pretty bow at the end, sliding worked fingers down from beginning to end and stepping away and around to see Erika's face. "All done Erika! How's it look?" She'd ask, waiting on a reply of whether it was good enough or not. For a high class girl, making her happy was quite an issue that Sasha thankfully never had to deal with.

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