Silver Moon Fairies Beach Event! (OM, FT and SW Only Event)

OOC Info:

A flier has been posted up near the three guild headquarters of Silver Wolf, Fairy Tail and Onyx Moon. These fliers all are to promote a new multi-part guild Beach Fair for their members to come together.


It was a bright and sunny afternoon on the largest beach on Tolgalen, Abscind Beach. The CEO of the West Fiore Trading Company looked over his work done in the flier for the multi-guild event while he stood in one of the largest beaches that Tolgalen had to offer. He was still in his seven year old form and wore purple swimming trunks while floating around the area. He was still overly emotional about his current height and size so he was floating around for a way to feel as if he was bigger. He was happy with himself for thinking of doing the event in order to have a laid back approach to getting each of the guilds together so that they could meet and enjoy being around each other. The entire event was based on building a great relationship between the guilds and he hoped that it would be a huge success. Multiple people had already arrived to the beach and were taking part of the festivities placed around the beach. He trekked through the sand of the beach to one of the set up open huts and placed the flier down as he looked over the layout of the particular structure. There was food set up over multiple tables as well as a bar set up and ready to serve those who came to the event. He silently nodded to the workers present in the hut before making his way around the bar and attempting to make himself a drink only to be stopped by the feeling of a presence behind him.

"Cirven... You are a seven year old child right now trying to make yourself a alcoholic drink... How do you think that will make us look!?" Alisha called out from behind him. "Alisha, one drink won't hurt!" The young CEO spoke out but Alisha glared at him then grabbed him by his his trunks and carried him out of the hut before throwing him back into the sand where he was dropped face first into the grainy earth. "We need to look good with the other guilds and cannot afford for this to blow up in our faces so act more like a leader for once please!" He pulled himself up from the sand with his face covered in it and turned to where Alisha was. "What the he-!" He stopped speaking as he realized she was not there and had simply walked away from him to deal with setting up more of the area. He grit his teeth and floated away from that food and bar hut. He thought of possibly just going to another of the huts that had food and a bar out of the multiple large ones they had set up but decided against it so he did not end up having to fight against his secretary.

He continued to look over the area seeing that the rides they had set up and installed for the event were all functioning well. There was a ferris wheel, a dimensional portal that lead into a dimensional pocket of a large go cart area as well as another for a bumper cars area. There were other rides set up in the area too but those were what caught his eye so far. He saw different magically enhanced carnival games that were set up like one where you had to shoot magical energy into a precise area of a target to fill up a meter or one where you had to take a large hammer and hit a lever hard enough to raise a meter that graded your power and if hit hard enough would signal a bell. All of the games gave a prize for those who won which were an assortment of things. Each of the rides and games were being manned by someone that the West Fiore Trading Company had hired. It was an outside of country carnival group that Cirven did not remember the name of but they were fairly well known for their work.

In his child form there was a sort of rush of excitement to want to do all of the things that were present in the area but he knew he should calm himself and not go crazy. He had to just calm himself and not make himself look like a fool all of a sudden. He was the CEO of a large trading company that worked all around the world. Something like this event shouldn't phase him at all or at least that was what he thought because a certain game caught his eye. A game where the challenger had to take a throw knives at multiple targets in a set amount of time as well as hit the targets precisely in different areas. It was a challenging game and those who were attempting it could not complete it within time or hit the targets correctly. The floating child gawked at the game and quickly started to move towards it but before he could get there it seemed a line of people came out of no where and blocked him, forcing him to wait and watch as person after person failed over and over again to be victorious. The young devil watched, practically cringing at the failing people. "I... Just... Want to play once.. Maybe twice... A few times..." He grunted out. After waiting for awhile the child was able to get to the front of the line where he was met with the man running the game who quickly mocked him. "Where is your parents, kid? You don't look like you should be here playing this game without their permission." Cirven glared at the man with his dual colored eyes. "Sir... If you don't let me play this game for some stupid reason as my age or my size I will be throwing these knives you have here at a different target..." Cirven spoke out sternly and the man slightly flinched from the look and words sent towards him. The man reluctantly gave over six knives to the young Cirven for each target. Cirven felt the knives and looked them over. "These blades are crudely made. Almost like they were purposely sharpened to not be able to pierce through the targets here." The man gulped as Cirven spoke out loud about the knives. "Yo-you don't have any-" The man managed to speak out but Cirven quickly threw each of the knives in what seemed like milliseconds and pierced each target hitting each bullseye. "Huh.. Maybe I was wrong..?" Cirven spoke out as the man running the game had his eyes widen at what he had just saw. "W-we have a winner!" The man played it off as if he was not surprised threw a stuffed animal at Cirven and smiled reluctantly. Cirven looked over the large turtle stuffed animal he had just got with a sort of disgust as he did not want it but had been forced into having it and then the man pulled him out of the way of the game. "Next! Next in line please!" Cirven raised and eyebrow and moved with an annoyed expression as well as glaring at the man running the game as he had figured it all out. He thought about going into the line again but decided against it as the line had gotten bigger since he had won. He had found a way to make thew man's game even more popular which caused him to face palm as he floated through the air carrying a stuffed turtle that was even bigger than himself.

Arcadia strode out onto the beach wearing a light summery white dress on over her sky blue two-piece swimsuit, pale blonde hair up in two long pigtails. A few stands stubbornly poked stray up from just above her forehead. Those same strands always refused to be tamed. The teenage slayer wiggled her toes in the warm sand, and pulled tighter on her knapsack over her shoulder.

Her deep green eyes searched for any familiar faces, but she could not pick any out yet. So many new scents and sounds, it was difficult to zero in on just one. She understood this fair was for getting to know people, but she was gonna have to pick her battles. The last thing she wanted was to make a horrible impression should panic send the often painfully shy girl fleeing.

Getting a a cool treat would be a god place to start, then she could just go pick pout a place in the sand to relax. Arcadia chose the nearest hut she smelled food from, where she was delighted to pick up a slushy strawberry drink she didn't have to make slushy. She took two of them with her, since keeping them chilled wouldn't be a problem. Deciding she could get something to eat later, Arcadia strolled back out to find somewhere to relax in the sand.

In a spot closer to the waterline, Arcadia let her knapsack slip from her shoulder. She set her drinks down in the sand beside her knapsack, and hunted for her beach towel. Shaking it free of her pack, the young slayer unfurled her pastel towel out onto the warm sands. Pulling off her cover-up dress, Arcadia packed it into her knapsack, and laid out on her towel with a strawberry slushy in each hand.


Arcadia set one drink down just long enough to fish her sky blue iLac out, getting a selfie of sipping her drink to send back to a couple of non-wizard friends back in Magnolia. ”Hmm... these are pretty good.

Wearing a new white t-shirt and her desert camouflage shorts with boots, Leona carried her backpack filled with supplies and wore her Argent Gloves. Ever since the adventures in Beanstalk Village, she had to remain prepared for anything. The cult would likely mark her for retribution after ruining their plans for Beanstalk Village and costing them the lives of two members. They would just have to get in line. The Crimson Sashes were still looking for her after her last desert adventure.

Besides, the cult would not dare attack a beach full of mages from three different guilds. If they did, they ran the risk of every mage present banding together to stop them. Once that was accomplished, the irate mages would stop at nothing to hunt the cult down and stop it for good. Instead of having to deal with only one mage and three researchers, they would have deal with the full membership of three entire guilds. Leona felt reasonably safe here, but she still carried her knife.

Arriving on the beach, Leona removed her boots and put her knife into a belt sheath she had purchased in between adventures. It was not exactly concealed, but the knife would still be within easy reach. Hopefully she would not have to use it today. The past few days had seen enough bloodshed to last the blonde awhile. Today was going to be a peaceful day.

As she walked through the sand, Leona spotted another blonde wearing a white summer dress over a blue two-piece bathing suit. She was also sitting on a pastel towel and holding some kind of technological device that boasted a sky blue case. There were two strawberry slush drinks nearby. Leona pulled out her canteen and took a drink from it. She had two extra gallon containers of water in her backpack, so a refill was always available.

"Hi there. I'm Leona Jarnefeldt, Guild Ace of Silver Wolf." Leona introduced herself to the blonde.

Arcadia froze, the sand softening the sound of footsteps, her nose picking up one of the strange smells drawing close enough to pick up above the ambient gathering and salty air. She bit her lip, wishing big sister or brother were here. They couldn't help her meet everyone though, and she wasn't exactly sure, but she feeling a little more relaxed. Arcadia frowned thoughtfully down at her sluhy drink, and shrugged.

Taking one more sip of strawberry slush, she cast her deep green gze just off to the side of Leona, Her voice a touch over audible, ”Uuhh.. nice to meet you. I'm Arcadia Fairchilde. Frost Maiden of Dragnof, Radiant Light and Fairy Tail. These slushies are pretty good. They gota bunch of other drinks and delicious smelling food in that hut over there. I mean if you want something besides water. Uh please.. have a seat!”

The young slayer set her Ilac onto her towel. Up closer, it was easier to note charm of a styleized Exceed dangling from the upper left corner of its case.

This was….a bit unnerving to be honest. The quiet wanderer a bit on edge as he stood by a mostly deserted booth looking out over the area that had been set up. There were games and rides and all sorts of things around to keep one busy and there was also the beach itself of course. A beach that had many people gathered about on it that is.

The mercenary would frown a bit as his golden eyes watched the scene. It was amazing really. If this was a job, he’d would’ve just strutted out there easily enough with no fear and do what had to be done to complete the mission….but this wasn’t a job. This was a thing called socializing. The bane to his existence apparently. He had trouble enough just saying hello to one person without being up tight and now this group meeting wanted him to say hello to multiple people? Why? Even more importantly why was he here? He didn’t even like crowds and yet for whatever reason he had forced himself to come and now that he was here he had no idea what to do. Lovely.

The mercenary would sigh inwardly before shifting the towel under his arm before deciding to move. His first stop was one of the huts with a bar where he got himself a glass of wine and some water one to calm him the hell down and the other to keep himself cool. Drifting from the bar, his eyes would drift along the area spotting a kid with a giant stuffed turtle and on the beach itself a group of women with one familiar face there.

Ah good. He wasn’t alone in then. That was comforting, but instead of going over to the group, he opted to find a spot on the beach under the a umbrella before setting his drinks down to one side and taking a moment to lay out his towel so he could sit down. Sitting crossed legged on the towel, he tried to relax and forget that he was on a beach in white swim trunks with his usual striped bandana on his head. Maybe he could figure out what to do as time went on.

While people were busy on the beach sands, Mura was quite at home conquering the waves of the sea. Beneath the surface of the ocean, several Mura’s (clones) wondered about the sea and its wildlife, diving around like humanoid seals and bumping into each other occasionally. It wasn’t until now that he decided to pay the surface a visit.

Slowly walking up on the beach were 5 Mura’s, each following the other in a line and passing by Nessa, Arcadia and the third, blonde-haired girl who was likely either from Silver Wolf or WFTC. The 5 Mura’s were lifting one, long, giant octopus up from the land which they would need for today’s meal - there was a reason that he made clones underwater.

“Don’t mind me- I mean us!”
“Outta the way, today’s catch coming.”
“Stop talking, everyone, you’re confusing them..!”
“You shut up.”
“No, you shut up.”
“Why don’t you both shut your mouths, already?”
“All of you, just hush!”
“No! This moron thinks he’s the real Mura!”
“No, I’m the real Mura!”
“No, that’s me!”
“Now, now… okay, take a deep breath, we’re working here and arguing won’t-“
“Stop acting like the real Mura, you faker!”
“-Oh for goodness sake-“
“How long is this animal…?”

It was obvious that the ‘real’ Mura was standing right in the middle of the three girls, staring at his workers in awe. “Hihi…”

He would continue to sit under the umbrella for a bit taking a few sips of his drink as he watched the scene get even odder. He saw multiple people in the water, moving about but for some reason thought he was seeing doubles or something. The people in the water looked the same making him wonder just what was going….even more so when said multiples came out of the water with an octopus of a sort in hand. Tilting his head he would watch the look alike bicker among themselves before joining the group of ladies there.

He would consider his options for a bit as he spotted Eero even joining the group. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to do at this point as the group had gotten rather large…Still…he needed to interact with others didn’t he? He would feel himself get uncomfortable at the idea, but would down the wine before moving to grab the water. He would return the wine glass to the bar before forcing himself to drift over to the group that was gathered listening as they chattered before opening his mouth and at least try to talk.

“Good day. My name is Deshitana of Silver Wolf. A pleasure to meet you,” he would begin as he took a spot somewhere near Eero praying that the familiarity would keep him from wanting to abandon ship.

Johann now felt more self conscious than ever, looking down a body that felt like it wasn't his own, the pair of long, black swimming trunks covering part of the runes that ran all over the left side of his body, covering them in what almost looked like scripture of black ink. He was unsure why he was even here, on the beach, for a meeting with the two other guilds Fairy Tail and Silver Wolf, their members already populating this beach on Tolgalen and going about their business. He truly could've imagined better, more efficient ways to spend his time, especially with this whole situation with Mars still going on without an end in sight. He sighed, walking into one of the open huts and grabbing a plate before making for the buffet. At least they had a clear abundance of foods and drinks to choose from here, wouldn't get boring, placing his plate down and filling it up with salad, chicken and baked potatoes, wandering a little bit before finally sitting down on a bench, slowly starting to pick away at the massive portion of food before himself. So far, he hadn't really seen people he recognized, but he didn't pay too much attention either, wondering if he'd meet someone he knew from Fairy Tail. On the other hand, he was pretty sure he had never met someone from Silver Wolf before. Well, he had met Poko, but that had been some time ago, when she hadn't been part of a guild and he himself had looked a lot different. The times before Mars. He had heard that she had taken it over, though, and wondered if she would show up as well.

Taking a sip from the Piña Colada by his side, the fresh taste of coconut and pineapple filled his mouth, the rum was barely noticable. It was no use, anyway, he wouldn't get drunk no matter how alcohol he would consume. It was a pain. He could've used something to help him relax in these circumstances. He stood up, an empty glass and plate in his hand, carrying it back to a small table in one of the huts, stepping out, his eyes wandering over the beach and the glowing, gentle waves that reflected the sunlight, making it look like an ever shifting surface of liquid glass. To anyone else it probably seemed soothing, relaxing, like a holiday at the beach perhaps ? He sighed, scratching the back of his head, walking forward into the warm sand, looking around. This was supposed to bring the guilds closer together, so he might as well try and socialize with some people. He had some options, there was a group of people who seemed like they knew each other, 5 guys who looked exactly the same, he was pretty sure he had seen Cirven floating around before and some other people at the various rides and games that were offered. "Here goes nothing", the Vice President of the West Fiore Trading Company thought to himself, taking a step towards the group of people that had been forming closer to the water. As he approached, he recognized one of them, a Fairy Tail mage, Nessa, he had been on a job with the girl not too long ago. He was glad that he had actually found someone he knew, raising his hand as a sign of recognition. "Hey guys, I'm Johann von Weiss, Vice President of the West Fiore Trading Company. I hope everyone is enjoying themselves ?", he smiled weakly.

WC: 592

A ice blue skinned woman walked on to the beach, slowing down a bit when she saw... A bunch of  copies with an octopus. Smaller would taste better, but far be it for a sea creature to correct those born to exist on land. Also, she really didn't want to go near a stranger that managed to argue with them self loudly and publicly. This was why Omaras avoided that area, she just didn't have the energy to care about that. The half dragon was in a navy blue one piece bathing suit with straps. The top area of the bathing suit had borders, the back section only dipping far enough for her wings. There was a space that had been made to fit her tail through as well, the stretch fabric covering everything important. Her necklace wasn't something that could fit under tight and stretchy fabric, so it was something out in the open today. Her feet were bare, a large bag slung around one shoulder. Her large and long deep sea mantis shrimp tail curled a bit, its dark sapphire blue coloring shimmering in the sunlight. Today she had asked her elemental spirits to come in a more tangible state, it seemed the most appropriate. This was supposed to celebrate an alliance after all and all three were his teachers, even the psychopath. Actually, where had wind gone? Haraka saw fire and lightening had already picked a spot to sit at in the sand and cuddle next to each other, but there was no sign of the fae like wind spirit. "How far and fast can a wind spirit go in a body that doesn't allow his abilities to be used?"

This lead the young looking old woman to start running towards the stalls, her talons quietly moving over the soft warm sand. Not around the drink, not the food... ah! "Wind!" The child looking spirit was at a dart balloon game, pitch black eyes gazing before the release of a dart from his fingers. It was tossed at an angle, hitting two balloons. Seeing the sacred being acting so tamer caused her to let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding. The half demons body slumped a bit, feeling relief go through her. That was when wind tossed a second dart, hitting it at a strange angle that caused it to pop five before falling down. "I'm carrying you away from all things shark as soon as you're finished." Wind looked at her briefly, a smile on his young, deathly pale face. It was an expression of amusement held before tossing his last dart, popping more balloons. "I would like to see you make me." he spoke before giggling with the sound of countless voices. He picked a shrimp plush as his prize, shoving it into the mix bloods arms before wandering over to a fish bowel game. She frowned a bit before walking over then picking him up. Nope! Not right now. "I can't make you behave, but I want you to behave." Wind shrugged as an answer, his way of agreeing to it, for now anyway. With the situation resolved, Omaras started heading back to where lightening and fire were sitting on the beach.

The seven year old CEO had wanted to stop the knife game from proceeding more with people but thought that it would be good for a sort of training for the other guilds and his own company to have. He did want to end it if things got too out of hand with the old man and was fuming from the fact that he was given a giant stuffed turtle. It annoyed him because the turtle was much larger than his current form as well as him not being too fond of turtles at all. A slight surge of black electricity and white flames came out from his body as his anger grew but he was able to calm himself realizing that it was his child-like tendencies that was getting to him. He had to fight them seeing as it was not him to act as such and the fact that he was the leader of one of the guilds that were present at the event.

"I can just give this to someone else I guess... Maybe Demi would like this..?" He spoke out loud to himself and floated around looking for his close friend. He tried using his sense of smell to find her but with the mix of all the people, food and other smells in the area he could only get very slight scents of anyone or anything around him. He gave up looking for her thinking that it would be easier to just allow her to find him if she was around, though he hoped to see her soon because he was getting annoyed with carrying the overly large stuffed animal in his arms.

His eyes caught an ace of Silver Wolf and Fairy Tail in the same area which caused him to gravitate towards them and introduce himself to them again. He had met them during the meeting the three guilds had with most of their leaders which meant it was easier for him to explain to other that he was a seven year old leader of the West Fiore Trading Company. He moved through the air floating towards them and the others around them as another person joined them that claimed to be Johann, one of his Vice Presidents of the WFTC but everything pointed to that the man was not. His scent was different, his look was different and even the way he carried himself was different. This made Cirven fly over to them quickly and bare his clawed right hand towards the man while also building up white flames and black lightning around it, all while holding a giant stuffed turtle with his left arm which probably threw off what intimidation was being shown even more so by the three foot tall boy. "Yo, Leona and Mura. I don't know who this guy is but he is not one of mine, much less a designated VP that I picked out myself." The build up of magical energy intensified over his right hand and moved up his arm. "So tell me, the CEO of the WFTC, just who the hell you are before I have to force it out of you." He demanded the man tell him who he was as he ignored all the others around him besides the aces of the other guilds he had met before.

His eyes still locked on the group before him, an arm raised behind the back of his head, a sheepish grin on his face. He didn't really know what to say or do, waiting for someone else to say something when a familiar smell hit his nose. Turning around, gazing over his shoulder, he spotted the source of the familiar scent, Cirven, the CEO of the West Fiore Trading Company, who was still in his kid form, approaching quickly. Johann was already holding up one hand as a sign of greeting when Cirven simply stretched out his hand, his signature flames and lightning sparking from the extended extremity as he addressed the others behind him ... and denied that he was an ace of the Company. Jo was simultaneously both confused and surprised, perhaps a little hurt as well, he didn't know what would make the other so hostile towards him, but remained steadfast. Well, he figured it was tied to what Mars had done, the change in his appearance, but other than that ... was there something different about him ? Perhaps his attitude ? He had noted more and more subtle changes in his own behaviour, but was it really that noticeable ? In any case ... had the other officers not notified Cirven about the change ? The first thing he had done after he had discovered the change was let the others know, but Cirven was nowhere to find. Did he not know yet ?

Raising his arms a little so the other could see his hands, he smiled weakly "Cirven. Looks like I have a little explaining to do." he spoke softly, activating a little purple rune on the side of his temple, speaking to Cirven telepathically to avoid revealing too much of his sensitive information to the others behind them. "Cirven, calm down. Have the other aces not told you about this circumstance ? I'll explain things in greater detail later, and I know it seems strange ..." Johann changed the colour of his eyes to the usual charcoal black, the two glowing, red pupils in the middle while he lit up a few runes around his eyes, hoping that Cirven would recognize the magic, at least "... but for now, let me give you the short version: Ruvel disabled the cage that held Mars, Mars destroyed the cage and our souls merged. Mars had full control over both my body and my magic so he changed it to be "more efficient". Turns out he isn't so bad. This is it. I don't know how to reverse this process, if at all, but I'm working on it. That's all I know.", lowering his hands, the colour of his eyes changed back to normal, the runic glow faded, yet there was one more thing that he could think of. "Mars, say hello", Johann feeling the subtle cackle in the back of his head before, from Johann's mouth, spoke the familiar deep, distorted voice of the lord of war "Well, hello there my friends, A pleasure to meet you all. I'm Mars and-", the voice interrupted by the VP's voice from the same mouth "Yeah, that's enough for now". That's about all Johann could muster for now. He was eager for a reaction from Cirven, remaining guarded, hoping at least that the other would accept his explanation for now and control his emotions.

WC: 567

Leona was being swamped with new names and faces. She took Nessa's hand for a handshake and had to be careful not to crush the mage's hand with the Argent Gloves. That would strain any alliance and certainly kill the chance of a friendship.

Arcadia. Nessa. Mura. Johann.

She recognized Deshi and Eero from her own guild and the small blue-haired fellow clutching a plush turtle. He was Cirven, President of the West Fiore Trading Company. She had met Cirven a while ago when she journeyed to the WFTC headquarters to take part in the meeting between the Guild Masters of WFTC, Fairy Tail, and Silver Wolf. He was small back then too... it had been explained that some strange magic was responsible for transforming the blue-haired fellow into a child. How odd.

Outside of those three familiar faces, everyone else was new to her. Arcadia, Nessa, and Mura were all from Fairy Tail. Johann was a member of WFTC. Leona waved in greetings to each of them. She wanted to greet each one personally, but she had zoned out and missed her chance.

"I didn't know that the gathering was going to be so... exciting." Leona commented about Johann's unexpected voice change and Cirven's display of magic.

"Anyway, everything appears to be fine so far. I've been hanging around with Arcadia and Nessa and Mura. This is a pretty nice place for a meeting. I like it." Leona commented.

Cirven relented in his attack and listened to Johann as the man spoke to him about what had happened. It was weird for Cirven to understand but the similar magic that was fairly unique to Johann as well as having the telepathic link set up between them by Alisha for everyone in the guild to talk telepathically to each other told him everything. The magical energy around Cirven's hand dispersed but the anger in his eyes only intensified until tears built up in the corners of them as Johann introduced Mars. Cirven then could not contain his emotions. "Why the hell did you get changed into an adult form before me? How did you do that and why are you taller than me!?" He yelled out in a childish temper tantrum instead of responding back telepathically. He then realized where he was and closed his eyes to focus on controlling himself. He used one of the arms of the stuffed turtle to wipe at his eyes. "Sorry about that. This curse is pretty much designed to make it harder for me to control my emotions well as well as placing back into a child form. It is pretty annoying especially when I want to look intimidating, drink or something like that." He let out a big sigh. "So yeah, I am Cirven Mizune, the CEO of the West Fiore Trading Company and the person who came up with the idea to have this event for the guilds to meet. Hoping everyone is having a good time." He introduced himself and then heard Leona speak about how exciting the event would be. "I'm guessing you like to spar or train, Leona? If you do we could do it sometime. It is always interesting to fight someone new after all. Might be better for when I somehow get as lucky as the double personality having man I call a VP over there though." He said and pointed to Johann.

There were so many people, but he would listen to the names and mark the faces. When the drama started the mercenary would remain calm enough and simply watch as it panned out. He didn't want to see a fight break out in a place that was suppose to be peaceful. He didn't see how that would help alliances or what was the words? Friend making? Yeah that thing. In any case, it would seem it would pan out well enough and begin to calm. As things did that, Deshi would politely excuse himself from the group before retreating away from the crowd, letting out a held breath once he was safely away from the group.

Downing the water he had, he would proceed to head back to the hut for food; however, he would pause as a curious lady caught his eyes. It was a being that was not human in form at all, but rather looked like something that came from the ocean itself. It was such an odd sighting even more so when he saw a strange child with her. For once forgetting his nervousness, he would drift over towards her and once within speaking range he would. "Hello there. How are you?" He would attempt to begin there at least and just prayed the rest went well. His curiosity could land him in a world of trouble after all.

Sol walked along the beach in traditional Midi swimwear and he yawned a bit as he took a drink from the glass in his hand. Despite looking 8 years old the dragon was currently drinking a glass of straight coconut rum which to most just looked like water despite the strong alcohol smell. The dragons ruby slitted eyes glanced around him before he locked on both Johann and Cirven before he noticed that Cirven was crackling with fire and lightning and the dragon quickly approached.”Cirven take it easy we are supposed to be having fun not trying to kill each other” he said trying to calm his boss down. It was a nice sunny day and Sol really didn’t want to have to deal with bloodshed at the moment.”ah nothing like coconut rum” he muttered to himself as he took a drink before he glanced around and saw a Fairy Tail mage was near them and also someone from Silver Wolf appeared as well but Sol remembered her from a prior meeting.

“Leona right how have you been?” he asked as he glanced at her and took another drink of his alcohol though he had to resist the urge to rub it in Cirvens face that he could have it without getting yelled at problem is he couldn’t help but tease his boss.”Cirven your not drinking? I would have thought you would have a Mai Tai in your hand by now” he joked his mouth set in a impish grin as he took yet another drink.

The first couple visitors to her quiet little spot in the sand absolutely delighted the young slayer. Especially having her big sister, Nessa, arrive brought Arcadia a confidence and dangerous kind of certainty she would be able to handle any and all of the strange faces this beachfront festival could throw at her.

The young slayer returned Nessa's hug, and was ready to introduce Leona. It turned out big sister had been close enough to hear her already introduce herself.  Then a giant octopus showed up with its train of identical attendants, all named Mura, plus one extra Mura appeared on her towel. She had technically met this guildmate, at least in passing. Arcadia smiled up at him, "Oh hey!"


The crowd just got bigger after that. She could tell by some of the new arrival's body language they disliked crowds as much s she did, maybe more. Normally that would've been something to draw the young girl back out of her shell, but  when the normal commotion of a growing crowd grew into the commotion of a potential fight Arcadia melted into big sister's entourage.   Having Sebby and Arielle at her side kept the young slayer from retreating.

With her cover dress packed away, Arcadiawore her own bikini around, having meant to relax in the sun. Arcadia was starting to wonder if  sh would get to. The fair was long, there would be time enough for sun worship later.

From Nessa's side, she  smiled and waved to those big sister introduced her too, her deep green gaze avoiding  straight on eye contact. Sipping at her strawberry slushy was good for that. Once it seemed peace had settled over this little patch of sand again, Arcadia offered Nessa the second strawberry slushy she had taken.

The half ice dragon looked over at the new voice, her grip loosening on the wind spirit. His body acted as if it were light, the bottom of his toes barely touching the sand. The wind spirit turned to his student, making sure she kept the shrimp plush. Once he was satisfied, the spirit started wandering around again. He was as quiet and quick as ever. This time Haraka ignored it, she knew the biggest trouble he would cause would be getting laughs out of people being scared. That wasn't nice, but the spirit was hard to control and maybe someone deserved to be a little scared if they were going to get scared over winds appearance. Well, this was why she kept her attention to the man, not the wild wind. Omaras "Hello, I'm going well. The weather seems very nice today. I was just spending time with my elemental spirits, well, wind will be back later. How are you?" She gave the stranger a smile, though wasn't sure what to do with the plush that had been forced upon her. She wasn't into stuffed toys, how old did that spirit think she was? The smell of the ocean was something the young looking old woman enjoyed, though had also grown used to. This didn't make it any less nice, or the ocean water less alluring. When was the last time she went into the water for fun? Not anything work related, just relaxing. This didn't cause any eyes to wonder for it though, just her tail to start tapping against the sand a bit. "I'm Haraka Omaras."

Deshi would watch as the strange child slipped away from the woman and wondered for a few moments if that was a bad thing. It did appear the woman had been trying to bring the child over to a particular spot…but then again, she didn’t appear to be upset about the other getting away either. Hmmm. Well that was one thing, but a thing he would not concentrate on for very long as his golden eyes watched the other who watched him back. To her response, he would nod a bit.

“It is nice today and it seems many are coming to the beach,” the man would say as he watched the umpteenth person go towards the large group he had disconnected from or just went about their business in general. It was nice seeing the large gathering…from afar that is. Perhaps this would solidify some bonds between the guilds here. That would be nice, but also thoughts for another time. He had a person with him to chat with after all.

“I am doing alright, I suppose,” he would say giving the other a sheepish smile at that one. Socializing wasn’t his forte, but hey he was trying. That aside, he would give the woman a slight bow. “Deshitana of Silver Wolf. A pleasure to meet you,” he would say before looking over at the pair the lady had spoken of. “You spoke of elementals. Is it them and that child?” he would ask watching the woman for a bit before being distracted by the tail movement for a split second wondering what that was all about. What a curious creature.

@Haraka Omaras

The woman nodded in agreement, briefly looking at the large group nearby. She was pretty positive a lot of higher ups from her guild was actually there. Didn't it feel a bit crowded being part of a group with that many people chatting? But, her eyes did return to the man next to her. "It really does seem that way. So many are already gathering together in a group, it seems more than a little chaotic." He was very polite, it was nice to see that. Then again, maybe he was so because this was a gathering to bring the guilds in a closer relationship. But good manners shouldn't be dismissed merely because it was during an event. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, I'm from the West Fiore Trading Company." Haraka hadn't met a human with a third eye before, or at the least nobody that she could recall. Ahh, he was asking about her elementals? "Yes, my oldest is the one that just ran off. He's wind, my head spirit. A sacred elemental born from the final breaths of the dying. His job is to collect the unrest from the dead so they can rest easier. It means he can be a  bit playful and mischievous, but he wont do any wrong." The woman really didn't feel up to chasing him down again. Let wind do whatever the ancient scamp wanted to... so long as she didn't end up with a pile of toys in her arms. Omaras then pointed towards the two sitting and cuddling together on the beach. "Those two are married, The man is lightening and the woman is fire."

She watched as lightening briefly waved at the two, only to have his curvy and well covered wife poke at the man until he put the arm back around her. That reaction wasn't surprising in the slightest. The mixed blood was just glad that one of them waved. Those two were clearly more interested in each other than anything else, so she didn't feel like there was a need to explain they weren't dangerous. Also, neither of them looked like a bit like nightmare fuel. Ah.. did he look at her tail a bit? It made her feel a bit self aware, but she dd have them out because this was the beach. "I use my ocean magic as a medium to wield magic from my spirits, making it my own magic formed from their element and my magic. What kind of magic do you use? Are you curious about my tail?"