Heaven; The Second Hell (Daiki/Mission)

Appearance (girl on left):

It was a rather pleasant time to say the least... Or rather on the way there. More or less the idea to come to a randomly deserted area to go to heaven of all places seemed to be really really... Suspicious. But, with it being more official of a notice for the mission she took up, it was more of an inclination that she accept and have a little bit of fun with whomever she would end up with, as she was told this was done with two people. Not that there was issue in with doing a mission with another person, she would rather be able to trust whom she was working with. Unfortunately for her, Isabella was stuck being left to know fate of who her ally was for the time being either. She would just have to work with them however best she could manage to do so to be able to get this done with as little effort as she could possibly work out. The hard part to it all really was that she wasn't too inclined to find the chance to meet someone new! Or even a surprise guild member would be fun... If only the walk there would have had some company, it would have been nice, but in a digression, she sighed and shrugged it off.

Uniquely to her long range of well versed attire, the Victorian maiden seemed to be rather.. Overly prepared for her mission today, all while still looking vastly comfortable in her old aged fashion. It's true though, that Victorian outfits had been used rather commonly to what she would have expected it to have been, but none were nearly as authentic and designed as to hers. She prided herself in keeping as traditional as she could when it came to most things, but also tried to keep a more suitably modern tune to others, much like her half way set in stone speech. The Elizabethan style tongue she had carried for hundreds of years, trying slowly to push it away, but a part of her adored it and wanted to keep it, or at least for he most part be able to keep it in a way where she could translate that to others that don't know anything about the type of speech that she normally used.

Regardless, her desired outfit was one she rarely wore anymore. It seemed like a mission that she could look elegant and classy while when combat would come along, she would surely be able to keep it from getting destroyed in any way. It was a cherished piece of clothing, probably one of the only ones she had left from her time growing up and she would smile just looking at it as she would get herself dressed in the mornings. A piece of her history she adored most of all really, and she wouldn't put it in harms way less she had a reason to keep it from getting injured, and that's why she wore the necklace that held her armor. That would surely keep her from ruining such an adorable attire, and one that even for her size and age had still held a great form fitting hug to her figure. Of course, because of the length of her trip and decision to wear heels... She took a nice little carriage as far towards the unknown areas she was treading into before walking to the meeting location.

Her more attention grabbed thing about her had been her hair. Something more unique that only added to her unique qualities was not only its long length, but as well it being such an odd color and had a special second tone into pink as if reached toward the ends. Most of the time she left it hung into a ponytail, but for once there was a thought for something different. Left fully down with only a single thick braid centered down her back, tied off right at the shade of color change in her color with a bow tightly holding together her hairstyle.

During the time she took to walk, Isabella simply found the incessant walking to have become more and more annoyed with the fact she wasn't finding her partner nor anywhere else to go. She stopped and found a small few trees cut down with their stumps left in the ground, sliding herself onto it and sighing with relief as she would brush some of her hair behind her ear and deciding to wait, pulling out a nail file and beginning to work on her nails, then painting them afterwards. A girl always came prepared!~

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Ai took her time as she walked in the direction of where the job poster had stated the location of where the partner she was going to have for the job would be going to, if they weren't there long before she arrived. She did leave a bit prior to when she would if she were taking some sort of transportation, but she was walking, so she'd be taking a good chunk of time longer than normal. She had chosen a new outfit for this battle as well as having a pretty different hair style compared to how she normally had her hair. Rather than having it completely down with a bow in her hair, she decided to put her hair into a braid. The clothes she had chosen for this job in particular, included a purple dress with an abdominal plate to protect her stomach even if the smarter idea was to have it extend up to her chest, but what do you expect from this kind of stuff by now? She also had a pair of metallic gauntlets reaching to her mid bicep, and getting covered slightly by her attire. As for the rest of her attire, she wears a pair of stockings that reach up to her mid thigh before stopping. She wears a pair combat boots specifically designed for her, with some metallic plates on the front to protect, for the most part, from normal attacks directed at her feet while facing an opponent.

As time passed with Ai walking towards the destination, she would hear the sound of a carriage from behind her, and soon notice that it passed her and in the direction, or at least for the route, of the job destination. She would sigh slightly as she continued on her way, hoping that she wasn't making the person she was on this job wait. However, as the carriage was barely in sight, she had picked up on something that she hadn't payed attention to was that she could feel a faint unholy aspect to the person riding inside. She'd smirk before the expression just disappeared from her face. Either the person was demonic by some means or they were also a God Slayer, like her, however, she couldn't tell just from passing as she just felt the unholy aspect of whoever was within.

She'd continue walking, even without much thought of the person in the carriage and even just walking towards the destination she had set out a while prior, she would soon see the area in which was the area that they were to meet up at. She sighed, mainly at how long she had taken but was just glad to be there. She would notice someone had already arrived and sensed an unholy energy from the person at the same time.

Walking ever closer, noticing the the person was a woman, she would hope that she couldn't sense her just yet as she was busy with her nails. She'd take a page from someones book whom she had met a while back, though she didn't exactly know why she was doing it, to be perfectly honest. She would move so that she was behind the woman and move her hands so that she was groping the womans breasts, with a bit of a straight face. However, the moment her hands made contact, she would ask a question. "Are you here for the job too?"

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During the carriage ride, the only sound being made was that of the horses hooves clopping on the ground and the wooden carriage itself being pulled along and scrapping against the ground, though not in a manner that would be painful to the ears. For the most part it was relaxing because the inside of it had muffled most it so that it didn't seem like a constant torture to the ears to have to travel such a long way, and it wasn't like she was prepared to walk all this way herself especially in those heels of all things. The path to their mission was one thing, but to travel all the way from the guild to there was rather... Well it just wasn't gonna happen. Through all her time and experience in her long lifetime, the former time mate would come to realize that when all was said and done, she was much more inclined to be able to think out how all her footwear would work in tandem to outfits and missions hen finding a nice medium.

Still, she found herself distracted with the lovely look of the nature surrounding her. All the wild creatures roaming around without seeming to be bothered by her traveling through their land and stirring up a ruckus doing so. In fact, she had come to do nearly the opposite, but regardless didn't seem to mind having what noise couldn't be helped. As much as she would have loved to hear all the sounds, watching and riding by it all seemed to be just as interesting and adorable all the same. Everything from a mother feeding her cubs, to the tiny forest creatures fluttering about the tree branches with what seemed to be playing with one another... Or just trying to kill one another, but the former seemed like the nicer outcome so there was no way she was gonna turn down that idea given her own thought to an alternative. From what would be seen through the side window, some that came to pass behind her had caught her attention like a kid seeing something that got their attention to a full extent.

While her attention was focused on the forest population, she happened to be looking around when the carriage passed by someone. Being distracted by her enjoyment of the wondrous sights, she failed to notice the woman until the carriage had taken s turn, where looking out of the small back window would show her by a glance, only seeing a little purple or blue and a head of colorful blonde hair before she was out of sight. Isabella sat back down and gave a small sigh and shrugged at her imagination and just laid her head back to enjoy the rest of her ride before finally coming to at least part of her destination. As noted before, Isabella began to file down her nails and make them look as nice as she could have thought. All of which would only take her a couple minutes, and then would begin to work on painting them. The shade was a nice calm shade of blue and would admire her own work by holding them out, fingers spread as they air dried.

A soft hum left the Victorian woman's lips as she smiled and worked to slowly wave her hands back and forth. Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands grab her chest from behind and causing her to turn red in the face at the feeling of her chest being rubbed on and would yelp before jumping up to her feet, her arms crossed over her chest and gritting her teeth with annoyance. "D-Doth thou have NO sense of common, proper greetings!? That was uncalled for and I'll make sure you get what's coming to you, madam!" She'd suddenly piece together the woman before her with the figure from before and her facial expression would change rapidly to one of a calmer, normal tone. She sighed annoyingly at it and shook her head. "I.. Ok... Now then. To answer thy question, the answer is yes. I am waiting on whom I am guessing is to be you to arrive." She would pause and give a curtsy to the woman and brush her bangs away from her face. "I am Isabella Zachirou of Blue Pegasus, at your service." She'd smile and raise up from her curtsy to approach the woman, waiting for any greetings before giving a sudden, swift, and hard slap to her face before her face would get into the blondes. "Not that I'm flattered you would grab at my chest on first sight, but do that again and I shall make thy regret setting eyes upon myself, understood?" Her anger would be rather apparent, but trying to keep from wanting to make this worse than it already was.

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Soon after the blonde had reached her hands to grope the woman's chest while standing behind her, she listened to her yelp and quickly jump to her feet while crossing her arms over her chest with an annoyed expression on her face. The woman spoke a bit odd, though she didn't much care as she could still understand her. The woman asked if she had no common sense for proper greeting, and that the feeling up was uncalled for and that she would make sure that she would get what would be coming for her, before changing her expression and ton soon after speaking. And being called 'Madam'? Well, there's always a first time for everything. She did her best to keep her expression neutral at being called 'madam', but wasn't sure if any shock showed through or not.

And as for the woman whose hair seemed interesting enough, had replied to the question she asked, by confirming that she was there for the job. She'd smile ever so slightly before it disappeared from her face as she noticed that the woman paused and gave a curtsy and introducing herself as Isabella Zachirou from the guild, Blue Pegasus. Interesting, she was doing a job with a legal mage. Guess it was time to just not state what guild she was, just in case. Can't be too safe, especially after that incident with Heero, after all.

Anyway, soon after Isabella smiled and stood up from her curtsy and approaching her, she'd give her some time to speak, in which she'd take. "My name is Ai, and I just took a page out of the book of someone I briefly met who did the same to me, though it was an awkward situation there." She would say before feeling the woman slap her for having groped her. She accepted it as something she would have happened should she have groped the wrong person, but it was fine. No anger about the slap was within her. She would raise one hand to her face, and slightly rub the cheek that had been hit by the womans palm. Listening to the woman state that she wasn't flattered that she had grabbed Isabella's chest on first sight, and that if she ever did that again, she would make her regret setting her eyes upon her. "I understand, though you're quite cute when you're flustered." She'd say, with a wink. She was hoping that she would get flustered again, at least a little bit. Though then again, she'd even accept yet another slap, just to get her to act as such again, though who knows if they'd meet again in the future, by choice, more so.

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The act of her personality shifting back and forth from normal to angry wasn't necessarily what some people would think it to be. Obviously, the first thought was that the girl was right around her "time of the month", but in fact it was simply her attempts to use her kindness to simply overshadow her anger as quickly and emotionally stable way she could. Granted, some form of pain could do it too, but what was the point of it if it wasn't a need thing. Now, had Bahamut been around well, that would be another story. The caliber of douche bag and narcissist that was his entire demonic being was far beyond what she would and could ever consider it to be a normal level at all. Hell, when it came to things like that, Isabella had come to date those with those same type of personalities, thigh bone quite as.. Abrasive about as he was.

Still, she tried to keep her head from phasing away from the situation at hand... No pun intended. Though it seemed as though Ai had been rather content with her actions, there was a couple unresolved issues. There had been a bit of a leftover sting on Isabella's palm from the slap to the blondes face, but it was all too worn it to let it just settle. She mentioned that it was a "greeting" someone else had done to her, and she figured it was worth a try on an unsuspecting woman from the information she gathered. The Victorian woman would with and shake her head lightly, fingers touched to her forehead in shame. "What kind of half witted Neanderthal would think its ok to do that!? Doth thy think it's of a comedic value to see someone react in such a way as I?" With another sigh she would smirk and reach over and lightly caress Ai's braided locks for a moment. "The next time this woman does this to you, follow in my example..." She would grip tightly on her hair and yank down, dragging her head upward before leaning into her ear. "They are to treat you with respect or beat it into them. Or just simply leave them and ignore their existence." Her grip would cease before her hand would trace down the braid softly one last time and letting out a giggle. "Just as an example at least. Feel free to change it to your liking, Madam."

Despite the introduction, Ai seemed to find a way around the topic and uttered a comment that had made her sigh. She was used to being hit on, hundreds of years worth to be exact, but it wouldn't stop her from being flattered to say the least. However whatever reaction she may have been expecting wasn't going to come so easily. "N-now you quiet down, young lady. You and I have something to do and if we want it done, you trying to make a pass at me is not going to help both your case and our clients." She would step back and give the blonde some room while walking away just a little to catch a breeze all her own, though her partner now would feel the same. "So is Ai short for anything? And do tell me what guild you came from. I could care less for affiliation. Now a days, people tend to affiliate for their personal reasons than for an actual cause, so to judge someone is rather meaningless." She would fold her arms at her chest, standing and waiting for Ai to come to any senses and hopefully he honest with her.

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The blonde seemed to have been rather caught off guard by the abrasive attitude and example the Victorian maiden had shown her. Normally, she wouldn't be so hands on and aggressive, but the idea that someone would go around, feeling up strangers and friends alike in public and then acting as if it was normal got on her nerves! Then again, one day that bimbo would end up doing so to the wrong person and she'll get her comeuppance, though now even thinking that dark was bad enough... Nah, she'd get her just desserts and it would teach her a lesson. As for the female warrior before her, or at least how she appeared to Isabella anyway, she had seemed to be taken in by her actions with very little reaction. Even having the grip tugging down for several seconds, followed by her off and on fondness of just running her hands along the braid itself was different even for her. More or less, watching her afterward and given her reaction, it was safe to say that she wasn't too taken in by her method even though she was told she could change it to please her own methods. "Despite all that madam, thou hath such wonderfully soft hair. And the braids rather rather elegant as well. Seems we both know how to treat long think hair." she'd smile and just turn her body some to show off her own long braid, allowing the blonde to see her own length and the second tone towards the bottom as well.

Given the fact that her next question had started the girl with having to fold her arms at her chest, the upcoming answer didn't seem like it would be very.. Fortunate of a reply. However, after Ai had shown that literally her whole first name was two simple letters, it stumped the Blue Pegasus mage. It was so odd to think someone would name their child as simple and basic a name. Then again, Isabella grew up in a time where classic, longer names were among higher classes. But in those times it was a vastly different form of society than today's had been. "I see. I'm sure your mother gave you that name because she thought thy would be just as unique as thy were. It seems to be true at least." With a soft smile, she'd place her hands in front of her, angled down to have them overlapping just under the center of her waist.

So far, Ai seemed to be a rather different woman than Isabella took her for. Her greeting surely made her snap extremely quick, but after calming down and being herself, she found that the blonde was nothing less than a wonderful companion to say the least. As she watched curiously, Ai seemed to remain quiet as to her question about guilds and only watching her remove bits of her armor. She'd show and reveal two distinct guild crests branded on her arm; one with a deep scar through it, and the other fresher than the first and untouched. Isabella would move closer to the girl and gently touch her hand to the scarred guild mark. "Oh my... Art thou in pain from this scar?" It was almost a shame she hadn't been a time mage anymore. She could probably get the chance to remove that scar if Ai had wanted it done, but she wasn't sure of her motives. She cared less for them anyway, as everyone had reasons and nobody was entirely wrong if given the right reason. Her hands would move up and rest on Ai's shoulders before one would go further to rest on her cheek while Isabella gave a friendly close-eyed smile. "I shall not deny any reason thou chose on thy path, but know that there are people like I who will not judge how one lives thy life. If your decisions are justifiable and correct to you, than nobody else can tell you that thou are wrong, alright?" With a couple light, faint pats to Ai's cheek, Isabella would turn around and back up a step, waiting for the blonde to redress her arms before wrapping her arms around the girls right arm. "I would love to hear how thou maiden hath decided such a vast change while we walk. Afterward, thy can ask me any series of questions with no limits. Is that alright? Don't feel pressured if you don't want to though, I shall not force you if you don't want to share." It was a rather friendly gesture for a stranger, but that's what Isabella loved, people and their stories. Hopefully the blonde haired girl wouldn't be too withholding.

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There was an odd thought in the back of Isabella's mind when it came to the blonde companion she was with. She was very quiet, kept to simple words and responses and hardly ever opened up at all. It was worrisome to the Victorian maiden to have someone like this bottle themselves up like Ai was. The attempts to try and reach out to her and connect somehow with the woman so that there was at least something to gain from meeting with someone and having some fun while kicking ass. Unfortunately, it seemed as though there was something that was making her wanna push people away and keep herself isolated and emotionless.. Or at least mostly emotionless. Then again, Isabella never really counted flashy little smirks as anything but hiding behind a false mask. Whether Ai would like it or not, she was gonna make it her mission to break that isolation and that cold exterior and help her open up more.

As she had looked over the wound, her fingers gently sliding along the scar and feeling more and more sympathy for it, she had been explained to how the pain was for her, and relieved for the most part. Despite it all, she felt bad that Ai had to endure anything of the sort made her feel bad about it. An overly high amount of sympathy rushed into her head and she pulled the girls head into her chest, hugging her and a hand stroking her hair gently. "You poor baby! Let mama Isabella comfort you!" She'd continue to embrace the woman until she would either push her away or just for a moment or two longer before they walked. It felt almost innate to give a more motherly attention to the majority of the normal people she met, mostly due to her age in comparison of anyone else she had met.

Once the pair began to walk, Ai again let out another small reply, trying to play off her story as something not major or insignificant. Well, had news for the blonde, but she wasn't gonna let that go so easily. "Well! I hath news for you, madam! I don't care how long it takes, how drawn out thou shall make it! I wish to hear every last detail you have for me. I want to understand my friends, no matter the side they play for; good or bad. If thy conscious feels up to spilling out, thine ears and body are yours to use how thou pleases. Only condition is, you are not allowed to hold back. If you do, I shall punish you in a fun way.. For me~" With one last giggle and a wink, the blood Mage would quiet down and listen to anything and everything that Ai would have to say, if she chose to that is.

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Aoi would let out a loud yawn as she stretched, stood bare naked in front of her closet. The blind mage had just finished a long bath to wake herself up, having falling asleep and causing another mage to go out on her mission instead. Rather perturbed by the actions, the brunette brushed it off as replacing the partner with herself for reasons that only Aoi had been told to inform this stranger. Of course, having gone on being told things from which she could not truly see for descriptive purposes, her first goal was to retrieve a woman whom was pact bound to Eris and sent back to be properly trained to expectations like herself and others whom had been a part of the guild.

With a quick opening and grabbing of an outfit from her closet, she tossed it onto her bed and quickly got herself dressed before slowly and carefully securing all the accessories onto herself such as the large bow and hair tubes into small sections of it. Once she was fully ready, a snap of her fingers as granted one time only from Eris would open a portal into the plane between her room and the location of Isabella Zachirou and the other Grim Heresy person with them. A calm and casual step through it would land her within a split second into a forest, its serene and quiet sounds calming her into a happier mood than she had already been in. The sound of the two talking had made things so clear to the blind mage of their approach, and as such, stood against the tree, twirling a wet lock of hair around her finger until they came to a closer view to her.

A loud whistle would catch their attention, should either girl had not been paying any attention, starring at them as if she could see them clearly. Granted, the "pact sight" she had allowed her to see anyone with the mark of Eris, no matter how much they hid it, they had a special glow to them from which the blind mage had the ability to see. A whole outline so to speak of what they had looked like in terms of height and how filled out their appearance had been; pencil thin to a large ball of lard. "Isabella Zachirou." With only the name spoken, a snap of the fingers would open the portal once more and the sight of the girls room within the guild hall would be seen to the two. "Eris wants you now. I'll be replacing you, now go." A cold tone in her voice as she continued an icy blind stare. Isabella would feel a bit of butterflies in her stomach, nodding and slowly stepping away from Daiki and into the portal, vanishing once she crossed over to the other side.

Finally, a sigh would escape from her lips, pushing herself off of the tree and brushing the back of her outfit off and looking toward the other woman, smirking. "Alrighty then, don't hold me back, got it? Especially killing some angels..." A small chuckle would leave the girls mouth as her arms would slip back behind her and one would clasp the other, just to keep them there comfortably. "The name's Aoi, by the way."

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The blind mage simply remained silent as her partner spoke. Of course, she had no way of telling what this person looked like, how tall they may have been, or anything else but the sound of their voice and the sound of their footsteps, which would give Aoi rather vague and sometimes misjudged body mass appearances. Granted, this could all just really be the work of a long time habit gained over time for trying to hide for the most part of her disability. However, through combat and guild relations, she had at the very least the minimal need of sight that she could want. After all, keeping her blindness even through Eris's own offer to cure it for her along with the power she so seeked to gain from her, she cared not to do anything but let the lack of sight be a reminder of what she fights to drive for every day of her life and what gets her out of her bed.

Truthfully, Eris was a big part of that as well. With the years she spent learning and training her magic with the demoness, there were things from which Aoi could never have learned growing up on her own. She had her sister Celina, that was surely a safekeep she drove to get stronger for, but even the sex fiend she called an older sister couldn't help her resolve the issues she had to deal with. Snapping from her own mind, the brunette would sigh and scoff at her warning, almost wanting to spit on the idea of it. "The same can be said for you. You'll wanna steer real clear of me when I fight, or you'll become a greater liability then you would be anything else but Eris's bitch... Like the rest of us that is." And it was the truth when it all came down to it. All whom joined the guild or formed pacts were like signing their lives to a pimp from whom you'd never cease to be a booty call waiting to happen.

Something from which Ai had come to bring up had confused the blind girl quite a bit. More so in the way she had said it than from which she had meant it really. She raised a brow as glazed pupils set their stare on the blonde. From Aoi's view, she could see how tall she was and the frame of her body, but aside from that the girl was nothing more than a silhouette with a question mark, like she was playing "Who's that Pokemon!?" or something. "If by holder you mean the pact mark slash guild crest... Than yes. It is pretty rare, yet nice to see one." She would avert the attention away from Ai, trying to keep herself prepared for anything in the pathway they were walking to avoid trying to falling over something sticking out in the ground. That would only be avoidable due to the "sonar" like ability her magic allowed her to do, giving the scenery a view for a slight time in where it placed, unable to see what they looked like in color, but by design and appearance, objects and people alike were able to be seen with ease so long as she stepped on the ground.

While the two continued to walk, Aoi seemed to be enjoying the bit of silence, outside of the sounds of nature and the two girls footsteps. One second, she had looked to the side to take a glimpse at what the area around her would look like and as she would look back to see the blonde.. she was gone... Just like that, without a word or anything, she vanished into thin air. Her eyes peered around for the girl, and after looking up, she found herself teleported somehow and landing abruptly onto the ground with a small thud on her heels. Looking around, her sonar would show just a large, flat area with no means to any walls or objects aside from Ai and another person brandishing wings and some weapon pointed at the two. Ai's words made the blind girl chuckle, rather amused by her cockiness before she would step forward. "Lemme knock around this bitch. I'll let you handle the newcomers behind us." With the cracking of her neck, she would stand facing the angel, not really caring for the fact the weapon was dead in front of her face.

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