Class, Hunters, and Faeries [Introduction]

Takumi hadn't been doing much when he heard the newcomer. He had quite simply been thinking, a song idea springing to his mind, and he had wanted to write it down. But his concentration was broken by the sound of a strangers arrival, so, exiting his room, he went to the main tree where the newcomer was. It was a man, one he somewhat recognized. He had seen this man before... fought him before. What was he doing here?

Takumi approached the man cautiously, doubting he would be recognized with his entirely new Appearance, though he wouldn't put much past this man. "Who are you, and how did you find the Fairy Tail guild?" He called as he stepped forwards, cloak fluttering and black hair stirred by a gentle breeze. His scythe was still in his room... he wished he had brought it now though. A fierce look had entered his blue eyes, the only thing that remained the same about his looks. "What are you doing here? I remember you. I fought you."

Hera sat around the guild, eating a bunch of candy and sweets she'd gotten from Earthland, and brought back to this planet. Tetsukazu. Rose sat, with a mountain of cupcakes and happily went into eating em, like a lady of course. The two sat, and eventually spotted Takumi heading out front on one of his walks. Only one thing to do.

"Spy on him!" Hera and Rose's favorite thing to do was stalk Takumi, so hey followed behind, hiding behind things. Eventually, they saw him stop a guy who was approaching the guild. "Hey Rose....do you recognize this Magic Power...." Hera thought to herself for a moment, remembering a wolf-man at a waterfall. He looked, a lot like him, in the face. But he was human now, smart magic if you asked Hera to hide his real appearance.

Stepping out when Takumi got aggressive, she would walk up as Rose floated in the air on her wings behind her.

"Well......haven't seen you in awhile." Hera said, looking up at the taller figure. Hope this is the right guy....or else I'm about to look foolish is what she thought to herself briefly. But as she stared into the guys eyes, she knew. She'd heard some rumors of a werewolf running around by the name of Ezra all around Fiore, but only thought of Nidhogg when she heard those rumors. Never suspecting them to be one and the same. "My hair...changed, it's permanently pink now, used to much Sky Dragon Slayer magic, happens to the best of em I heard...." Hera gave a brief update, her curvy body still the same, and guild crest still on her shoulder. "This is Takumi, while just as handsome as you, I'm sure there are some differences...." Hera said with a sweatdrop. "His twin brother is also a mage of the Guild."

"It's good to see you, canine." Rose said, landing on the ground, looking up to Ezra, with a single wiggle of her ear. Arms crossed as her wings disappeared. "Finally decided to return to your homeland. If only Edolas were as easy to visit." Rose said about her own briefly with a smile. "Fairy Tail is here, as much a school of magical wonder as it is a Guild. We pride ourselves on being the first to set eyes on objects of magical wonder, or eon old artifacts." Rose went on to raise a paw to the side. "What can we help you with? You've not only kept our location secret, but accepted us on your home soil." Rose nodded to Ezra.

"Yea, watcha doin' here?" Hera said poking Ezra in the abs somewhat harshly. The pink haired young lady was truthfully happy to see him somewhat, as it had been awhile. She wondered if he was still as powerful as before.

She would roll her eyes and puff up her lips pouting as he called her 'doll', yes this definitely was Nidhogg, but he'd taken on a new appearance. Probably simple transformation magic, however this seemed to be permanent, not an enchantment or a spell. He must've had some kind of shapeshifting ability. It's no like I asked to see him shapeshift or something...man I thought I was one of the only shifters alive....' she thought to herself, only recalling a few more people that were like her that had the ability to shapeshift without using any magic.

"Still such a damn charmer, one day you're going to get into a situation you can't talk your way out of!" she said nudging him with a playful elbow. As glowing fairies literally danced all around them, they playfully chattered with one another about Nidhogg, the fairies would float around and point at Ezra, and then at Takumi. Most of them were girl fairies, and began to giggle, bickering about who was cuter.

Not noticing her own eyebrow twitching, Hera would ignore them as best she could.

"Well, you definitely have found us Ezra. But....Fairy Tail is a guild where I've seen even the lowest among us rise to the position of Master. A family of mages that sticks together, no matter what. Even a stranger here can be more loyal to you than your own family." Rose said, looking at the guild crest on her left shoulder, all white in color. "The guild of magical secrets and wonder, Fairy Tail. If loyalty is something you desire, and something you give back; you'll be given much more in return than I could ever explain really...." Rose said looking at the ground briefly smiling. "What do you say canine?" she moved a paw to the side swishing her tail briefly.

Hera would then finally snap, an angry anime mark appearing on her head as she turned around and used Fire Dragon's Breath randomly toward the fairies who had been flirting with Takumi at the time, the flames would pass just above Takumi as the fairies would move out of the way in all directions, and then begin chasing Hera down wielding nothing but sticks they'd picked up off the ground.

"Attaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!" one of them yelled in a high pitched voice, as Hera took off running. Eventually, she had to surrender, and was reduced to a curled up ball being poked at all sides by fairies wielding sticks. Eventually, they left, dignified as they flew away. While Hera just lay on the ground....defeated. Partially from her body being poked so many times, partially from her pride being hurt. The strongest Dragon Slayer in the world...defeated by fairies with sticks. Sitting up, she would rub her pink hair, and approach the group again; sticking a tongue out at the fairies who finally left them alone.

"Yazuki? Oh well....he's the uh....active twin, Takumi is the one who actually uses his head. The thoughtful one. Yazuki is probably going to challenge you to a drink off, or something manly like that." she said rolling her eyes at the thought of Takumi's brother but smiling afterward. "So, what kind of Magic are you using these days? You're magic power is as powerful as ever......." Hera was somewhat interested, as this guy was near S-Class in power, she could feel it in the air and coming from him. Plus she was usually the only human who he let get near him. "Also you know...we do play on rebuilding the Guild Hall in Magnolia, but this will still remain our offworld base. Maybe Sorano will let you keep it for yourself!" Hera sparkled at the thought of Ezra turning this into some kind of cool ass wolves den for him and other Fenrir Werewolves to hang out and be badass in. Rose would slap Hera on the back of her head briefly snapping her out of her sparkling imagination.

"What?! Asking his clansmates to protect this place is a good idea! Who would ever approach us with a bunch of Fenrir and Werewolves laying about?" as she said this, Rose would put a paw up to her own chin and rub it.

"Actually, once the Guild leaves Tetsukazu for Magnolia again, then this place is going to need some caretakers after all...the Fenrir might be perfect for this." Rose would look up to Ezra with her arms crossed as usual. "Ezra, I know that Fenrir Mages are rare amongst your kind, even rarer than a mage being born to a human couple. Do they trust you? Respect you? Or hate ya?" Rose said plainly, her tail swishing back and forth as the group of 4 hung out in front of the Guild.

The Ace, just recently having waken up, began looking around. It’d been a while since he returned to Magnolia for the first time after the alignment event, an experience that reminded him once again how much that he loved that town. Perhaps… it was closer to his heart than Midi… no, that couldn’t be. No way that another country would dominate his love rather than the country from which he was born, raised and taught. He kept thinking about that, shaking his head to the sides, but in the end, the dilemma was stuck like any other. Kyuken did notice the strange behavior and asked: “Is that… some way of shaking exhaustion away?” The shaman glared at the ghost with unsure eyes, thinking of anything to say. “Ehm… uhh… I guess that I should have some fresh air,” he finally replied, “I can see a few people outside, already… a coaled spirit, Takumi, and… another one.” A question mark appeared inside his head by the last spiritual sense that he caught from his room, in which he was quite curious to see who the guild’s guest was. Quickly changing clothes to that black suit along with the headphones, he rushed directly through the walls as a ghostly form, soon to appear in the middle of the group that had arrived. He accidently left his precious katana, Harusame, behind, something that only Kyuken noticed hence staying behind to try and do something with that. The red dagger-like antiquity was still in the shaman’s possession.

Their young guildmaster, Sorano, was there too, which surprised Mura. Being a guildmaster like her, who didn’t let back the dangerous work of paper like someone from the past, he expected- wait, perhaps she was already done. Speaking of paper work, when did he ever get some? As an Ace, he should feel to have at least the equivalent amount of responsibility for the guild’s affairs, and paper work was the last asset that he lacked. Putting that thought aside, the last figure that he didn’t recognize earlier appeared to have a very familiar, spiritual structure…

“I guess… this planet might be the only place where I feel safe and sound,” a greenish dragon spirit ball came mumbling towards the group, all visible for the Fairy Tail Mages, “And what are all you brats and genocide footprints doing here?” About the footprints of genocide, he did mean the Dragon Slayers that was present. Zirconis had yet to put the past behind him, but he was surely getting milder day after day. “And… ehm, Mura, what the hell?” the dragon suddenly revealed the thinking shaman that was yet a ghost, out of sight for everyone. When he heard that, Mura suddenly snapped and turned his spiritual limbs into visible skin again. “Hehe, I dazed off there…” the shaman excused before the group, “I heard it all… perhaps a little too much information in my part. I can relate to some of it, though.”