Passport for the Traveling Musician

The long, green haired mage was peering through the bushes a bit of a distance from the dock of Hargeon as he looked on into the crowd. He had heard a few birds chirping on about how there was passports being distributed about to allow others to get into the other countries. Originally the mage had snuck in from Iceberg through seven to get there, but now he didn't entirely have a way out. This would be a perfect way to get out sometimes. Maybe visit his old childhood home again. Yeah... See Mrs Leioh again... He blinks and shakes his head as he grabs a little foundation mirror he stole from a woman earlier in the day. The mark on his left cheek was visible, and he grumbles as he quickly applies the concealer and hides the symbol rather easily. He stands up and clears his throat while stuffing the makeup away in his pockets. He starts waltzing over to the closest line to him, and looks around. He was trying to keep his composure around all this noise. He adjusts his collar to the black and green robe and reaches into his sleeve. This was going to be a while... might as well make the best of it.

Pulling out a metal panpipe, the green haired youth closes his eyes while he starts to lightly play a tune. It started out quietly before it he starts to gradually get louder and louder. The people immediately around him turn to see him playing, and children start laughing and clapping along with the music. Baird smiles as he saw the children seeming so happy. 'Disgusting.' He thought as he absolutely hated kids being happy like so for something as simple as this. There was no reason for them to be like so in his mind. Eventually, a crowd had formed around him, and Baird decided to make use of this. He started to skip about. He needed to play the role of a legal mage to be able to get his passport, this would probably be harder than he imagined to be able to sneak and grab. But, if he was able to get in front of others, he could very easily snag a closer spot in line. He begun going closer to the edges of the circle that was forming, trying to push them back as he skipped and danced to his rather intense panpipe music he was getting out. He only hoped that his moving about wasn't causing him to sweat enough that his guild symbol showed. He was able to push enough to get passed a few people and more people started to make way for him as he continued his intense song, enjoying being able to play it loud and show his impatience to get it.

After he was able to shoot out that first song, he instantly got into the second one after he removed the pipes away from his mouth for a quick breather before belting out another beautiful tune from his instrument. He was able to distract everyone from where he was, including the guards and the people at the stands handing out the passports, and found his way being made over to the front of the line by the end of his first song. Everyone was cheering for him after he gave a bow. Of course he had to show himself off to a bunch of people. He turns around and finds himself by the table. There was a woman behind it, and he grins rather widely to her, showing off his pearly whites. She seemed to swoon a bit. "Baird Yuzill... of Fairy Tail, my fair maiden." He bows to her before he puts his pipes back into his robes and receives the passport with no issues. The woman was rather quick about it too, blushing the whole while as she glances to him from time to time. When he received the passport, he bows again before he kisses her hand and takes his leave, grinning to himself as he walks by all the crowds of people like it had been nothing while stuffing his passport into his opposite sleeve to keep it well hidden. As soon as he was away from the big groups of people, he wiped off the concealer and let his mark under his eye show bright as day before he takes off running back to his guild.

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