A Drowned Voice (Midnight & Moka; Open)

Ren arrived at the guild hall quite early. She decided to take a day off and hang around the guild. She walked into the hall, which was unusually quiet, but she assumed it was because of how early it was. She walked over to the bar and order a glass of orange juice. She took a sip every now and then, looking around and watching her fellow guild members come in one after the other, looking for jobs from the request board or just hanging around the guild like herself. She finished her orange juice and got up to look at the request board to see if she was missing out on anything amazing or cool. Thankfully, she wasn't. She watched as a stranger walked into the guild, but by the reactions of the others, she soon realized it was a new member. She got up and walked over to her and introduced herself as "Ren Golde, Dragon Slayer". She admired the girl's simple outfit and dark complexion. She was quite pretty, maybe even beautiful. "So, what's your name stranger?"

Mocha Te had decided today to come into the guild a bit more earlier than usual. She had just had breakfast and could still taste the hot chocolate, along with the chocolate chip pancakes she had. Maybe the young woman came a bit too early though, because soon was she repressing a yawn that had started up. The brown colored girl looked around the guild a bit as she walked. Soon, she saw a young lady coming up to her. Besides her face, Mocha noticied that her hair was very long and that there was something elegant about her. "So, what's your name stranger?" This simple question gave the girl a bit of a surprise. Mocha was not expecting her style of speech to be like that, she had expected something more fancy or glamorous. A speech style that fit a noble or highly sucessful model or angel. The teen realized quickly, that her face most likely showed her surprise so she decided to recompose it to having a small smile. "Hello," She said in her usual soft and high pitched voice. "My name is Mocha." A bit of high energy and more happiness poured into Mocha's voice as she said, "I'm new here!" The girl noticied the difference in her tone, then changed it back to the usual feeling just a bit embarassed over her energectic, happiness outburst. "Nice to meet you...um...Miss?"

"Ren Golde, Dragon Slayer" Ren told Mocha, but regrets it after realizing that she sounded like a snob. She looked at Mocha with a smile. "So, how do you like it here?' Ren would ask as she makes her to a table, gesturing Mocha to follow her. She takes a seat and orders them both some more orange juice as they have their conversation. She continues to watch the unusual quietness of the guild. "No one's started a fight yet... It's weird, I've been in this guild so long and I've never been here so early in the morning..." She would turn back and listen to Mocha as she speaks. Every now and then, Ren would drift out of the conversation to make sure that the guild hadn't disappeared around them from the lack of craziness...

"Hmm..." Mocha started to get her thoughts together. "Well, it seems to be fun here. I only just got here so I can't really say for sure..." The girl's mind started to drift off somewhere for moment before she came back to reality. Mocha then sat on a chair across from Ren. The teen squirmed a bit as she listened to Ren's statement. "What? A f-fight?" A wave of gloom and worry began to takeover the teen. The teen swallowed. "You mean...that's an every day thing here?" She swallowed. As a piece memory of herself joining the guild appears within her mind. The girl had just gotten a stamp above her breast when suddenly, she almost got hit by some sort of blade. Soon a battle erupted within the guild all of a sudden. Luckily, Mocha managed to get away with only some drinks and candy getting on her due to crawling on the floor. Mocha had hoped that it was only a one time thing though. M-maybe this guild isn't right for me? She thought, before quickly shaking her head no. I only just got here. I should stay a bit, there's got to be something here that evens the guild's fighting tendencies.

"Yeah, brawls. Everyone wants to be the strongest. Sometimes even romantic things..." Ren would say, teasing the girl, knowing she is slightly anxious about the whole fighting thing. "But, in the end, we're a family. You, included. We may fight, but don't all families do? One person's tears are everyone's tears. One person's anger is everyone's anger. One person's heartbreak is everyone's heartbreak. I assume you get what I mean. We love each other..." Ren thinks of Heero as she speaks for a moment. "Some more than others." She would say in a sad tone. She then shakes her head as she looks back at Mocha. "So, you know my magic, what's yours?" Ren would ask like a young teenager in high school asking their best friend about the guy she kissed.

Mocha's wave disappeared as she listend to what Ren said about Fairy Tail being one big family. Though a worry did come back when she said, Some more than others. In the end she decided to just leave it be and not ask. "My magic?" The girl paused. "Well...it's singing." She said.

"Singing?" Ren would eye the newbie curiously then. She awaits for her to dispense more information about her magic as she orders another round of orange juice. She thinks back on when she first joined the guild. How she was accepted with open arms. She looks back up at Mocha, giving her a warm smile. She comes back to reality and continues to listen to Mocha as she sips her newly arrived orange juice.

"Yes," Mocha stated. "Singing. It doesn't really go deeper than that. Well..it's different from normal singing of course because it's magic but it's still singing." She said. The teen paused, trying to think of a way to explain her magic without giving too much away about it. Mocha then looked at her orange glass. Soon, She opened her mouth and inhaled. While inhaling, the girl began to put her mind in a place of focus as the teen gathered up her emotions. Mocha soon got herself to intentionally want to push the cup away. Then, she began to vocalize only a chorus part of a song. A long horizontal piece of scarlet colored sheet music flowed from below her lips before it went towards the cup. The scarlet sheets then pushed the cup to the other side of the table until she closed her mouth and it stopped not too far from the edge. "See?" Mocha paused again. "I-It's sort of like that..."