♕ hallucinogenic passion ||| guild intro ♕

Running a singular hand through his soft and long hair of darkness, the being of roses slowly walked among the silent streets of Rose Garden; his typical wearings of red and black, the individual looked to come directly from a stroll in the woods, a cigarette in his mouth breathing in the tobacco smoke each time it was raised to the location among his body. The last moments of the sunset spread across the horizon before the sky was coated in its usual veil of darkness, with the small stars lining the outer parts of the universe twinkling slightly and seeming to pulse with each step he took. It was a mere coincidence, no less, that the universe did this quite often with Elias; often times he would observe that blossoms from trees would reign down in his presence, especially the beautiful roses that corresponded with his essence. With his wings of noire and roses in a state of not being able to be seen, the angel appeared to look like a normal traveler through these parts of the town, a katana attached to his back and beautiful, ornate accessories lining his body and reflecting some forms of light with each street lamp he walked beside. Most of the buildings appeared to be closed and filled with the essence of the night in these parts, aside from the occasional shop and inn that graced the exteriors of the streets. However, one in particular looked brighter than the rest, despite being not that busy compared to the others; it was no other than the Silver Moon Inn, the place which was said to be the home of Black Rose.

With a sigh and holding of his cigarette in-between his fingers, the angel pressed the lit portion of the smoke-filled item against a lamp-post and caused it to extinguished, allowing it to fall to the ground next to where it met the concrete. The golden light of the windows shining among his body, his crimson eyes flickered as he walked closer and closer to the entrance, a faint yet intimidating smile showing on the left side of his mouth; he was directly inside of the domain of rose, slowly advancing toward the nearly empty bar and sitting down on a comfortable bar-stool. Letting part of his kimono hang freely from his shoulder and displaying a hint of his tattoo upon his chest, his fingers tapped the table as he waited to be potentially greeted by an individual on the other side on the counter. The scent of fresh roses reigning off of his body in full, it would smell like one was in a field of the beautiful red flowers if they neared close to the angel. There were not many people inside of the building aside from him; there were a few parties among the tables, and a couple sitting on the other side of the bar. His sword standing tall in its sheath, Elias would remove the blade from his back and prop it up against the bar next to where he was sitting, allowing his back to feel much more relaxed and at ease without the weight. The thought of joining a guild was interesting to the boy of black and red; he did not know much about them, aside from their existence, and wished to learn more. Craving a slightly chilled beer, Elias removed a black lighter from his pocket and flickering it on and off, waiting for one to serve him; he wouldn't serve himself here, after all.

It was rather odd for Arthur to be working the counter of the bar. He technically wasn't a member of the guild and was free to walk out whenever he wanted. If he wasn't covering Lilium's shift. It actually took a fair bit of convincing to the staff that she would be allowed to let her Heroic Spirit cover her shift. It was somewhat similar to loop holing but she was able to get them to see things her way, with a little bit of influencing. A somewhat unfair use of her abilities but in order to get out of being wait staff, it was worth it. She was still expected to manage the floor and disassemble any commotions but either way, she wasn't completely focused as she sat at the end of the bar, reading a book while Arthur placed a drink of water next to her. The holy mage usually avoided alcohol and he didn't feel like dealing with her while she was drunk if he felt like pulling a prank so in the end, he decided that being civil was the best outcome. "Oh?" A bemused sound emerged from the Wizard Saint as she didn't even turn her gaze away from her book, "You're actually being nice to me? That's a first." Arthur ran a hand through his blonde locks as he sighed. "You know, it's very tempting to rip that book in half and burn whatever is left." The holy mage closed her book and placed it on the counter as she looked at the Heroic Spirit with unwavering confidence, "Oh yeah? Try me and I'll make sure it's your last action on this piece of land." Arthur was going to counter with something until he decided against it. He was trying to practice self control for a little bit and see where it got him.

A new face at the bar was actually approaching and sat in a bar stool a couple of seats away from the holy mage. Her eyes glanced at the katana that he perched against the counter and made notes of the kind of wear that the stranger was dressed in. It was all rather traditional and reminded her of the cultures of Sakuramori for some reason. Her train of thought was derailed as her Heroic Spirit asked the black haired male, "Welcome to the Silver Moon Inn. First and foremost, as this mistake of a noble would say, I am not on the menu so what can I get you to drink?" Lilium cringed a little as it actually is something that someone would say to hit on her so she can't really counter his attempt at being rude. Lilium placed down her book as she interjected, "I get I'm a failure and everything but do you got to tell that to the complete stranger. Jeez. By the way, my name is Lilium and this rude bartender is my Heroic Spirit Arthur. Pleased to meet you." The holy mage would hold out her hand in offering a hand shake as Arthur prepared some glasses for an order that a waitress had told him about whilst Lilium introduced herself.

With a simple blink of the angel's crimson eyes, the figure of a blonde individual that was on the other side of the counter appeared closer to him, his voice directed toward Elias with the intentions of serving him. A smirk coming from the side of his mouth and reaching into his pocket, his lighter dropped in and was replaced with a few hundred jewel, which he would use as payment for his request. Sliding it across the table with his hands and his eyes moving with the currency, he would let out a small and quiet yawn with this action, soon meeting his eyes with the Heroic Spirit's and holding the same smirk that had spread across his face a few moments before. "If only you were," the Blade Dancer would say under his breath in response to his statement, "I'd like a beer, Lager if you're into specifics." Following his order with a small wink directed toward Arthur, his smirk would fade into a normal look upon his face as he would move his head toward the girl across the bar, his eyes slowly blinking as he listened to her speak and introduce herself. The thought of the boy across the counter being a so called 'heroic spirit' was interesting; it implied that he was not human, similar to the boy that sat in the red across from him that requested the beer. Perhaps they would be able to relate to this aspect was what the angel thought of with this statement, though Elias' concentration was more focused on Lilium's speaking than anything else within his mind.

"You can call me Elias," he responded to her introduction with a kind smile, his crimson eyes flickering with each blink that graced his presence, "Elias Noir." The angel would shake her hand upon her greeting; with his aura of cologne blossoming the scents of rose petals like the the tattoo that strung across his back, it would slightly linger upon her hand with the contact provided. Though, as his hand slowly pulled away from hers his eyes would continue to look upon hers, his pupils slowly dilating the longer they sat situated upon hers; it was only for a few seconds after they shook hands that he would begin to speak again, but this time it was out of curiosity, as well as the need to know something he did not actually know. "If I may ask, why is it that people join guilds...? I assume you are both in Black Rose, which is why I ask," Elias would speak directly after taking a large drink from the glass that was given to him, "guilds are a foreign concept to me, therefore my curiosity is quite at it's peak in regards to them." Resting his arm against the bar and causing his bangs to cover one of his right eye, he held a soft smile on one side of his mouth as he waited for his question to potentially be answered. His kimono draping over his shoulder with the leaning that he was doing upon the table, he was slightly more revealed than he once was moments before, as he was comfortable and relaxed. Perhaps he would give her a magical rose to wear upon her ear if she weren't to reject his interest, but that would most likely be a bit down the road.

Lilium's eyes gazed upon the jewels that the newcomer placed on the counter. It was nice seeing someone pay for their drinks for a change. Most of the heaviest drinkers in the Silver Moon Inn were in the guild so they got their drinks for free. However, this person might have wanted more than the drink. The holy mage's acute sense of hearing caught onto the response to Arthur's joke as to what Lilium would have said if she was behind the bar. Ah, he was one of those kind of people. He didn't limit his pick ups to women, but extended it to men as well. Based on the surprised face that Arthur was making, he must have heard the comment as well. After all, they were rather close together. Lilium continued looking at Arthur until she noticed a slight blush on Arthur's face. She didn't enjoy knowing that Arthur was probably bisexual as relations between the same gender were rather unsettling to her. It just felt somewhat unnatural to exist to be completely honest. Astrid and Erika were an example that felt off to her but, she could look past it since Erika was well, Erika. But either way, the thought of this black haired male and her Heroic Spirit. That was a reaction that could only be described with one word. Yikes.

Lilium glanced at Arthur with a sideways somewhat, look of contempt. Arthur looked at her and quickly began filling a glass with Elias' order. Ah, that was a rather pretty name for a disgusting person. She wasn't this judgmental of someone she just met, but hitting on her Heroic Spirit left a rather bitter taste in her mouth. She almost regretted touching his hand when she shook it. As their hands shook, the brunette's sense of smell became somewhat overwhelmed with the smell of roses. Ah, it was somewhat overpowering. The holy mage noticed his gaze was caught in hers but where she would usually wither under the gaze of an attractive man (she couldn't deny that he wasn't attractive) but right now, she was feeling a little more annoyed with each passing second. His crimson eyes seemed to be completely lost in hers. Without much hesitation, the noble's eyes glazed over into a gold colour, appearing to be shimmering as she was ready to use her ability to influence him in stating his reasons for coming here and what nerve he had to hit on her Heroic Spirit but her gaze snapped as Arthur placed down the lager in front of the being in front of her. The holy mage scoffed as their gaze broke and her eyes switched back into their natural hazel colour. Arthur seemed to be against her using her power of influence, albeit this time, it was a rather selfish reason to use it.

Her eyes glanced over at the man who asked why one would join a guild in the first place. The holy mage opened her mouth then stopped herself to think. Why did people join guilds? It's not like they were homes. They were just ways to make it convenient to receive work as a mage. Someone could probably go to the Magic Council and receive jobs if guildless but why even put in the effort to join a guild. "Perhaps it's for the easy flow of work." She then turned in her stool to face the Inn and see all the hustle bustle that it was being consumed in. "Perhaps it's for the atmosphere that they find most want to place themselves in." Lilium's eyes narrowed on the raven haired man as she stood up. She was rather short compared to him because the stools were somewhat tall. The holy mage noticed how he seemed to be somewhat more undressed as his kimono was falling off his shoulder. She glanced towards Arthur, who decided at that moment to switch his gaze elsewhere. His face had a light dusting of pink as she sighed irritated. Lilium placed his drink on the counter, taking it out of his hand. She'd summon a golden light sewing needle with a red string attached to it. She spun his stool to face him as she leaned her body onto his, snarl somewhat present on her face. "Okay. You understand why people would join guilds. I'm going to tell you why you shouldn't." Tying the thread around her pinky finger to keep it in place, the holy mage would sew extremely quickly and close his kimono. After it was closed, she pulled her left hand behind her with the pinky extended. This would have the effect of her pulling him closer to her face, her eyes now a deep crimson, similar to his. "My guildmaster and myself don't appreciate the antics of sleeping around already. So, don't do it with guild members. Especially my Spirit. Got it?" Flicking her finger, the thread would unravel on her pinky causing the stitching to fall. This could have caused him to fall backwards as now she was no longer holding up his weight. But either way, she didn't really care what happened to him at this point in time. Very few people have gotten on her nerves actually. The holy mage sat down in the stool right next to his now as she crossed her legs. A condescending smirk enveloped her face as she spoke, "So with that, I'm assuming you'd like to join the guild. Unless you don't feel up to it." Arthur smiled at Lilium as she was doing this because it was a rather big sign that she was getting her confidence in herself back. Although, she might be mad at him later. Lilium sat up in her seat as she waited for a reply, the crimson in her eyes flickering somewhat due to the Mana coursing through her.