----- Fairy Festival [SPECTATOR THREAD] -----

The parade seemed to come to an end, ending in a rather pretty but slightly overzealous light display. Amalie held out her palm, as little flecks of glowing light landed on her. She felt marginally warmer from it, and perhaps a little less irritable. She listened up as the voice of what sounded like a young girl; possibly even a child rang out throughout Magnolia. Announcing fights that were about to occur, Amalie's eyebrow cocked slightly. Her interest peeked slightly, a battle between mages, that wasn't something she had the pleasure of witnessing as of yet. Perhaps it would be an amusing show; she had certainly enjoyed several fights back when she was a member of the Corvin Family. Bare-knuckle fights had been more their style though. There was also the possibility the battles would be a disappointment. She glanced over at the Guild Master of Silver Wolf, "It seems you are wanted, good luck." She said, giving her and the Dagger boy a nod before walking away. Moving with the crowd, there wasn't much else to do but see how this went. Besides if there were in an alliance with Fairy Trail, perhaps she could use the opportunity to scout a decent job partner. Maybe they had someone with a tolerable personality, that Markus individual hadn't been so bad after all. There was just that little incident after all that left her uncertain.

She glanced up in the sky, the projected faces mostly unrecognisable to her She eyed the familiar face of the first Fairy Tail mage she had encountered, and rolled her eyes. She would definitely be watching a different fight, and she didn't fancy watching the antics of a mage who had been basically useless to her on a job. She looked to the next face across; she wouldn't have minded watching Leona either. Seeing what a guild master of a guild they were in an alliance could be beneficial. However as she checked out another pair, she recognised a specific silver-haired individual. She stopped for a moment in surprise, having been unaware that he was even taking part in this fight. The last time she had seen Johann, she had faced that incident. Amalie wondered the implications of exposing herself to that magic once again; she didn't exactly want to lose control. Especially not in public, that might leave her vulnerable. But still, she wanted to check, just to get a little bit of clarification.

She took a breath, steeling herself as she strode forward. Her mindset, she made her way to the Avalon arena. Fading into the crowd, she pulled her jacket around her; there would probably be some of her guildmates here to support Johann. She usually would consider sitting with them, but not today, not with the risk of the reaction that might occur inside of her. This wasn't a social task. This was a magic experiment. She needed to figure this out because being left in the dark wasn't ideal. She took a seat close to the edge of the stands, making sure she would be able to disappear quickly should she need to.

Amalie's icy blue eyes scanned the arena; she watched as the man she was looking for came into view. She felt a little bit uncertain of what to expect, not so much anxious, just unsure. She crossed her right leg over the other, and stared, arms crossed over her chest. The match began, a small exchange of pleasantries before the Fairy Tail mage started his attack. Johann made no moved to counter, just took the attack for on. Amalie shuffled in her seat slightly, growing a little impatient.  She watched as Johann healed himself, looking as though he had barely noticed the damage he took. Amalie bit her lip; this had to be it, surely he wouldn't wait much longer. She leaned forward in her seat. That 'Mars' being, was that what was causing Amalie to respond this way, and if so why.

He spoke, and there was that voice, Amalie felt herself stiffen in anticipation, now she would finally be able to narrow it down. He released an explosion of magic that erupted in a tornado of black fire. Amalie froze, waiting a moment, before growling in frustration. She couldn't tell, there was a stirring inside her, but it felt mild. She couldn't tell if she was responding to his make if this was just what people felt when they were anxious about something. As she watched his magic hit the edge of the arena and fly upwards like a wall. Not touching the audience it hit her, there was a magical barrier around the edge of the arena. So although she could feel a little bit of his magical energy, it was dulled. The wall between them was preventing her from learning whether she was genuinely affected or not. Or perhaps whatever it was that had reacted last time was just choosing not to respond today. She sat back, sighing. Well, this had been a whole lot of unnecessary stress. She would just have to try another time again, in the meantime, she decided it would be best to continue observing, in case there were any changes.

Amalie's Thread Total WC: 2078
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