Lester Drynedi ❀ Crystal Swan
It had been quite the request, whilst leaving flowers out in the morning he had recently taken on a role of sorts. The guilds florist, although unofficial it was a title of his own, more important than being a rising star as well. With each morning the sun has still been blow the earth's surface, hidden away only by the light of a candle he had taken a basket of the freshest blooms and wandered the corridors, getting lost and lost again, each vase he passed was refreshed with his newest stock and the elderly flora would be saved to dry. It was a ritual to him almost, as over the months that had passed after the guild had officially opened he had slowly began to nurture and cultivate his gardens into wondrous places from which he could refresh the guilds vases. One specific morning he had come across information regarding the exact location of some ruins, although not ancient these were fresh ruins. The ruins of Golden Phoenix, it was not a place many knew of as the location was vaguely known as underwater. Yet with an exact location the squad had been approved to make the trip under the waters, with a vague goal in mind on paper it had been listed as setting up fresh teleports and retrieving a magazine, why the magazine had been specifically listed he had no clue, yet the teleports would be available to his squad and to the Guildmaster and aces of Crystal Swan, after all he had to give something back to his guild.
His skintight outfit clung to his curves, embellishing his hips and slim form the lanky male stood in a beach shack, they would soon swim down below yet for now left his white cloak swinging on the coat hook on the wall. Whilst he felt warm enough now the wintry winds would rip through him later on in the day, for the dawn had broken only a few hours prior. Poking his head out the shack his eyes searched the area for ”Theo? Are you around?” As the only one without a pet it would make sense that he would carry the backpack holding a few small tools needed for the teleporter. In the shack he had noted a few breathing apparatus, little choker like necklaces with lacrimas embedded, presumably for breathing or something similar. His relief at there being pet sized ones had been immense, whilst Val could transform into a scarf and be fine he still wasn't sure of Lilies swimming and breathing abilities.
It being highly probable that the other two had wandered off down the sandy shore, as although it was not hot weather the beach remained calm and relatively cloudless, an unblemished field of flowers ready for frolicking and fun. In an effort to summon his squad mates Lester held up a small plate which he had brung along, three large muffins and two small cupcakes neatly rested upon the plate, decorated in soft pastel colours of the rainbow the sweet scents fanned down the beach. Of course his two squad members would be able to smell the sweet delights and the prince of flowers had no doubt that soon enough the two would be brought to heel.
His skintight outfit clung to his curves, embellishing his hips and slim form the lanky male stood in a beach shack, they would soon swim down below yet for now left his white cloak swinging on the coat hook on the wall. Whilst he felt warm enough now the wintry winds would rip through him later on in the day, for the dawn had broken only a few hours prior. Poking his head out the shack his eyes searched the area for ”Theo? Are you around?” As the only one without a pet it would make sense that he would carry the backpack holding a few small tools needed for the teleporter. In the shack he had noted a few breathing apparatus, little choker like necklaces with lacrimas embedded, presumably for breathing or something similar. His relief at there being pet sized ones had been immense, whilst Val could transform into a scarf and be fine he still wasn't sure of Lilies swimming and breathing abilities.
It being highly probable that the other two had wandered off down the sandy shore, as although it was not hot weather the beach remained calm and relatively cloudless, an unblemished field of flowers ready for frolicking and fun. In an effort to summon his squad mates Lester held up a small plate which he had brung along, three large muffins and two small cupcakes neatly rested upon the plate, decorated in soft pastel colours of the rainbow the sweet scents fanned down the beach. Of course his two squad members would be able to smell the sweet delights and the prince of flowers had no doubt that soon enough the two would be brought to heel.
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