Fairy Tail RP

Would you like to react to this message? Create an account in a few clicks or log in to continue.

• Patch Notes •                 • New User Guide •                • Guild Information •

    A Night To Remember

    Serilda Sinclair
    Serilda Sinclair

    Ice Queen


    Ice Queen

    Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishgar- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- So Extra- EXP Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Hired Help- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Helper- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Dank Memer- Taskmaster- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 1st Place Event/Contest Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Motor City Rush- Best GFX Artist Award- Player 
    Lineage : Scion of the Void King
    Position : Goddess of Conviction
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1448
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 155
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 12,421,054

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Voidwalking
    Second Skill: Sword of Wrath
    Third Skill: Cruorthurgy

    A Night To Remember Empty A Night To Remember

    Post by Serilda Sinclair 19th December 2018, 7:31 pm

    Job Details:




    "Character counts most when duty calls."




    It had been a few months since Serilda had last gone to Minstrel. The dark wizards from Fiore that she had apprehended here had been brought back to the Magic Council had been tried and charged with the kidnapping and attempted extortion of foreign nobility. They had been dumped into the prison cells in Era, where they were separated from their magics and likely wouldn’t see the light of day for quite some time.

    But given that the incident had occured in another country, involving arguably the richest and most prestigious family in all of Minstrel, the proceedings of the trial had taken some time. After that, there had been a mountain of paperwork to file on both sides. When all was finally said and done, all documentation regarding the event and its conclusion had been drafted and stamped, and all that was left was to deliver the items to the general of the Musketeers. Though this was a relatively simple task that would not invite any kind of danger, the council had still seen it best to send Serilda personally to make sure the records reached where they needed to go, as a continued show of apology for the misbehavior of Fiore’s wizards.

    It had really been on more of a whim that Serilda had invited Mythal to come along, with the simple explanation of what had occured on the job and that she was just delivering official documents to wrap the incident up. There really wasn’t a need for her friend to be there, but she thought it might be fun for them to go on a small trip together outside the country and have a chance to spend more time with one another. The two of them had been working their asses off for some time, and they could both use some extended down time to relax.

    She even let slip that part of her reward had been an honorary position as a Musketeer, explaining that it gave her full authority and recognition as a wizard in the country but also came with a gaudy green tunic top that was completely out of Fiore fashion, and which she would have a dutiful obligation to wear while traveling through the country on what was technically official Musketeer business. While Serilda didn’t think that Mythal really needed a reason to join her outside of her simply inviting him, she did know that he definitely wouldn’t pass up the chance to see her in the ridiculous outfit.

    And sure enough, just before they got to the border the Voidwalker made sure to stop and change into the get up. It was a frilly piece that went down just above her knees, was layered with cream colored lace at the hems, and bore the Musketeer crest loud and proud on the chest. It was styled to be slightly on the baggy side, with her sword belt worn on the outside to cinch the top in place around her waist. While there was no denying that the outfit looked rather smart -- everything in Mistrel was about looks and status, after all -- it was also so far removed from the styles in Fiore that even Serilda couldn’t help but feel a bit silly looking in it.

    A private coach had been awaiting them on the other side of the country line, and everyone that greeted her referred to her as “Sir Serilda”, as was befitting for a Musketeer. The had been travelling for a couple hours already, but were nearing their destination. Xiuh was sitting on one of the seats far to the side, her head happily poking out through the window and taking in all the sights and smells. Serilda was going through all the documents she’d brought, double checking for probably the hundredth time that everything was present and in order.

    “With any luck, this shouldn’t take more than a couple hours,” she told Mythal. “After that, I’m sure we’re free to do whatever we want. Anything sound interesting to you?”

    Words: 680/1000


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

    Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Slayer- Magic Application Approved!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Heir to Darkness
    Position : God of Sedulity
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1057
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 50
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 36
    Mentor : Nessa Cordelia Lux (Former)
    Experience : 11,070,431

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Kami No Ken Sutairu O Taosu
    Second Skill: Kingdom Darkness Embodiment
    Third Skill: Soul Stone/Trickster's Illusions

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Mythal Ragnos 19th December 2018, 7:57 pm

    I've been out there and seen the things she's made


    Minstrel; that would be a new place.

    A couple of weeks ago, Mythal had taken a near two week journey across several different lands with his Fairy Tail mentor, Nessa. They had partied, raced and overall had a cheery, exuberant time or at least Nessa had. The God Slayer had been rather… indifferent for the most part. The first trip to Midi had been filled with near constant drinking and that had been more than delightful. And sure, there were definitely some unique memories that he would hang onto forever because of how strange and foreign they had been. Frankly, he was doing the trip a disservice by saying he was indifferent. Consider where he had been at the time, emotionally, he had actually had a bit of a good time.

    But even only a few weeks past that, to the present, he was in a much better place. He still didn’t overly enjoy being out in the sun or being around people but the people that mattered to him made it easier. Serilda had become his friend, a closeness that he was still adapting to though admittedly better than expected. Nessa was still his mentor and frankly, he didn’t plan on turning over that leaf anytime soon either. She was a bit odd and extremely cheerful and friendly but there was an air about her that made him feel… comfortable. And Markus was practically a kindred spirit at this point, having the exact same magic and harboring the same shadowy mystery to his emotions.

    But when the Voidwalker had asked him to accompany here on a relatively easy and low-key job, he had agreed if only to spend some time with her. They saw each other once a week, making time when they could between jobs and other responsibilities. But it would be a day trip, something they hadn’t really done in a while and he saw no reason to not get to know some of the neighboring lands. Plus, apparently, she was a Musketeer in this land. Upon his blank look at the honorary title, she had explained that it was one of the highest degrees a person could earn within Minstrel. That interested him far less than the tunic that she apparently had to wear. Surely others not from Minstrel just chose not to wear the gaudy outfit but Serilda was an honorable person and simply couldn’t refuse to show respect.

    He snickered when she stopped to put it on, definitely not admiring the frilly article of clothing. He did note the injuries on her arms that must have been from a recent job but as she didn’t comment on them, he didn’t feel like he needed to bring them up. Anything that was importantly ailing her she would be pretty upfront about. As they boarded the private coach that would take them onward, he pulled out his iLac to check the news. Xiuhco was happily enjoying the fresh air, with the God Slayer scratching her rump to please her further. He glanced up as she commented, her attention only briefly removing itself from the documents she just had to check. “I dunno,” he said, shrugging. “You’ve been here before so I imagine you got an idea of what’s good to do. As long as it doesn’t involve anythin’ ridiculous like sunbathin’ or the like, I’m down for anythin’” A fairly casual response from the man who disliked the sun and often preferred the shadowy comfort of a bar. But with Serilda, he was a bit more outgoing and a bit more open to exploring.





    MinstrelFairy Tail
    598/1000
    Let me tell you, they are fear.


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Serilda Sinclair
    Serilda Sinclair

    Ice Queen


    Ice Queen

    Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishgar- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- So Extra- EXP Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Hired Help- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Helper- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Dank Memer- Taskmaster- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 1st Place Event/Contest Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Motor City Rush- Best GFX Artist Award- Player 
    Lineage : Scion of the Void King
    Position : Goddess of Conviction
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1448
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 155
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 12,421,054

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Voidwalking
    Second Skill: Sword of Wrath
    Third Skill: Cruorthurgy

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Serilda Sinclair 19th December 2018, 8:46 pm




    "Character counts most when duty calls."




    “Well, the only other time I was here was for this job. Didn’t exactly get to do a lot of sightseeing. There’s a place or two we could try for food that I’ve been recommended, and I think there’s an abandoned castle toward the north if you’re into that kind of thing. There’s usually a lot of things to do in the major towns, though: plays, art galleries, jousting tournaments…” Serilda honestly wasn’t sure what kind of things her partner might be interested in, as they had never really gone out and done much together aside from work. She tried to suggest things that he could have an interest in. Nearly everything in this country involved large groups of people, but not necessarily in ways that would force him to interact with them or be in the spotlight.  

    “If there’s one thing Mistrel knows how to do, it’s entertain and be gracious hosts. It’s a source of pride for them. They like to flaunt their wealth.” The way she said the last sentence didn’t necessarily convey the sentiment in a negative light. The people of Minstrel lorded their money over one another, but when it came to foreign guests it was a much less arrogant display and more of a desire to make their visitors feel welcomed and doted on.

    Satisfied that she had everything in order, Serilda tucked the paperwork away in the small leather bag that would protect them from weather damage. She smiled at the image of him relaxing in the coach with her, idly scratching away at her happy hound. The young wolf absolutely loved Mythal, a sentiment Serilda could actually sense now that Xiuh’s training had been completed and their empathic bond had been established.

    A thought occurred to her regarding the pair, and she sat up a bit, setting the leather pouch aside. “You know, I only just remembered. There’s something I’ve been meaning to do and haven’t been able to yet. But now that Xiuh is done training, I can. Xiuhcoatl.” The wolf pulled her head back inside the carriage and looked at Serilda intently, her ear perked and awaiting instruction. The Voidwalker pointed at Mythal. “Ven.”

    There was an absolute burst of excitement from the furry animal. She threw herself at the Slayer with much less discipline and restraint than she’d ever shown before, trying to lick him on the face and roll around in his lap to beg for belly rubs. It was like she’d gone from zero to full blown house dog in less than a second. There was a huge smile on her face, tongue lolled fully out the side of her mouth while she tried to make him give her his undivided attention.

    And meanwhile, Serilda sat on the bench giggling shamelessly.

    Words: 1158/1000


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

    Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Slayer- Magic Application Approved!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Heir to Darkness
    Position : God of Sedulity
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1057
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 50
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 36
    Mentor : Nessa Cordelia Lux (Former)
    Experience : 11,070,431

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Kami No Ken Sutairu O Taosu
    Second Skill: Kingdom Darkness Embodiment
    Third Skill: Soul Stone/Trickster's Illusions

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Mythal Ragnos 19th December 2018, 9:53 pm

    I've been out there and seen the things she's made


    Serilda offered a whole slew of options for them and Mythal considered them quietly as she listed them off. “Not much of a play or gallery guy,” he admitted, tapping the screen on his phone so it would go into sleep mode. “Food sounds good and I guess the castle is somethin’ to do if you’re interested?” The possibility of going anywhere that could or could not be haunted probably wasn’t the best idea, considering the last time they had traveled into a creepy place. But abandoned didn’t exactly mean haunted, right? Could be fun to go poking around the ruins and see what they could find. Honestly, anything would be fine with him so long as they weren’t what he had specifically listed out as no goes.

    He frowned a little as she mentioned that Minstrel liked to flaunt its wealth. She didn’t make it sound like it was a bad thing but he’d never really enjoyed people showing off their riches. He was one to talk, considering the nice house, motorcycle and clothes he had but he didn’t exactly go around bragging about them. In fact, he usually left any information pertaining them alone. But her observation did mean that no matter what, there would be plenty of options for them. The rich folks of the land would certainly offer options, if only to showcase what they could afford.

    Mythal’s gaze had drifted out the window as Serilda spoke up again, apparently remembering something. There had been something she had been meaning to do with Xiuhco, some kind of special treat or reward for finishing her training. Interested, the God Slayer turned his gaze to the hound, curious to see what it was she was about to receive. But apparently it was him that was meant to receive something; the hound’s keyword and point activated her normal, silly canine attributes and she leapt onto him. Before he could even properly understand what was going on, he had a dog now attacking his face with sloppy, wet kisses and rolling her back against his lap to offer her belly for rubs. He laughed out loud as he fought off the dog as best he could, holding her back enough so he could keep her on his lap. Once there, he had no problem rubbing her belly aggressively, tickling her as he laughed. “Look who is suddenly the animated pup,” he teased the hound before he turned his attention to Serilda. “So you got jokes, huh?” he asked her, flashing her a smirk.






    MinstrelFairy Tail
    1021/1000
    Let me tell you, they are fear.


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Serilda Sinclair
    Serilda Sinclair

    Ice Queen


    Ice Queen

    Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishgar- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- So Extra- EXP Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Hired Help- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Helper- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Dank Memer- Taskmaster- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 1st Place Event/Contest Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Motor City Rush- Best GFX Artist Award- Player 
    Lineage : Scion of the Void King
    Position : Goddess of Conviction
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1448
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 155
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 12,421,054

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Voidwalking
    Second Skill: Sword of Wrath
    Third Skill: Cruorthurgy

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Serilda Sinclair 20th December 2018, 12:24 pm




    "Character counts most when duty calls."



    She wasn’t surprised that he nixed a couple of the proposed options, given their nature. Serilda would have enjoyed a show of some kind, but that was something that she could always do on her own time. It wasn’t like the two of them were together every day, or even every other day. “The castle could be fun,” she said, genuinely sounding interested in the idea, despite their more recent history with creepy ruins. “I’ll check with the general after the meeting to see if he knows the exact location of the place.”

    It was obvious he wasn’t too keen on the nature of the society of Minstrel, which were behaviors that Serilda was more or less used to -- it not, perhaps, at the same scale of bravado. However, his concerns over such things were quickly washed away by Xiuh frantically fawning all over him for affection. Mythal actually laughed aloud, rather than his usual chuckle. He did love animals much more than people, and she had noticed from the get go that he was exceptionally more relaxed around Xiuhcoatl than even herself.

    “Occasionally,” she replied with a grin. Then, still smiling but more seriously, Serilda told him, “While training a wolf as a hunting companion, it’s very important to make sure they know how to treat others around you, especially when they’re still in training. Their bond with their master has to be solidified and unconditional before all else. Once the training is done, then it’s safe to let them trust other people.”

    She grinned down at the hound who was thoroughly enjoying the tickles on her belly, fluffy tail happily swishing away. “When I first introduced you to her, I used the command for ally. To her, that translates to someone that she will trust to a point, until I say otherwise, but not take any commands from. Now, her command for you is friend.” Serilda looked up at Mythal again as she explained, “She trusts you fully because she knows that I do, and in my absence she will take minor commands from you if she needs direction. I’ll teach you a couple of the primary hand signals when we have some time.”

    “It also means that, as long as she is not on duty, she will act like her normal self around you without reservation. Case in point…” She nodded at the shameless demands for attention.

    It wasn’t long after that that the two of them arrived at the Musketeer headquarters. It was practically a castle itself, serving as the central hub of all authority in the country. Mistrel had nobility in a sense, but it was not a monarchy. Nobles were determined by their wealth and properties. The laws of the country, as well as the enforcement of those laws, were governed strictly by the Musketeers, making this building more or less the capital of the lands.

    The general of the Musketeers was a polite but mildly excitable man wearing a tunic even more frilly and frivolous than Serilda’s. He greeted them both with respect and made sure they had some refreshments available to alleviate their tired bodies from the long coach ride. The man was also sure to have a bowl each of fresh water and premium meat brought for Xiuh. The wolf scarfed every last bite and lapped up half the water before curling up between Serilda and Mythal’s seats and taking a nap.

    After about two hours of trading documents and exchanging verbal updates about the final proceedings for the incident on both countries’ sides, the conversation had shifted toward a more social attitude. Serilda entertained it for a few minutes to be polite. However, as she was subtly working on bringing the meeting to an end so she and Mythal could go about the rest of their day, they were interrupted.

    “I thought I heard a familiar voice.”

    Serilda turned and look to the doorway, where there stood three women in Musketeer uniforms. One was blonde, one brunette, the third a redhead, and all three of them were absolute smokeshows. Somehow the gaudy uniforms actually accentuated their looks all the more, giving the trio a heavily femme fatale style. Each of them carried both a rapier and a pistol, all of which were currently holstered at their hips. They leaned casually on the door frame and grinned with open mischief at Serilda.

    A smile grew on the woman’s face, uncharacteristic of the more subtle expressions she usually gave to anyone that wasn’t Mythal or Xiuh. The Voidwalker stood and walked over to them, giving each a hug. They returned the gesture along with friendly kisses to her cheek, and it was clear the three of them were people Serilda truly considered friends.

    “Who’s the hunk?” the brunette asked, leaning an arm on Serilda’s shoulder and eyeing Mythal with an infectiously impish smirk.

    “Ladies, this is my friend Mythal. Mythal, this is Atma, Atha, and Portha.” She indicated the women in order of the redhead, the bonde, and then the brunette. Then, she gave the women a look and in a teasing but warning tone told them, “Be nice.”

    “We’re always nice,” Atma protested, though she did so in a tone that betrayed they were very much prone to getting into trouble on purpose. The redhead approached Mythal and offered him a hand to shake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mythal.”

    Serilda shot Mythal an apologetic smile. As much as she loved the three women -- and she absolutely did, they were arguably her closest female friends -- she'd been hoping they wouldn't run into the trio. The Voidwalker wasn’t entirely certain that her partner would be too comfortable around them. It’s not that they weren’t great women, because they were. All three were hard working, reliable, friendly, and respectful in their own ways. But they were also very forward, shameless, and had an active penchant for trouble. Plus, their charm had a habit of catching even the most stoic of individuals off guard, as Serilda had learned the hard way the first time they’d met.

    The other two women also approached him in turn to offer handshakes and playful smiles that bordered on flirtatious. “Oh, is this your hound you were talking about?” Atha asked, smiling down at Xiuh. The wolf had sat up when the three women had arrived, staying where she was but watching the scene with interest and curiosity. “She is stunning. May I pet her?” Serilda gave Xiuh the command to treat them as allies, and without missing a beat she was sniffing hands and leaning against them for affection. All three women got down on a knee together to attend to the large pup.

    When that was done, they stood up once more and grinned at Serilda. “So! You never told us you were coming into town, you little vixen. Are you here for the ball?”

    Serilda shook her head. “Ball? No, just wrapping up the documentation for the Townsend kidnapping. We’ll be leaving later tonight.”

    Portha smiled. “Oh, well that’s perfect because the ball is tonight! You have to be there, of course. Monsieur Townsend and his family would be mortified if you didn’t attend to say hi while you’re in the area.”

    Well, this was taking a very sudden turn. Knowing that a ball would be the absolute last event that Mythal would want to get stuck in, Serilda quickly attempted to nip any attempts to get them to go. “Oh thank you, but we couldn’t possibl--”

    “Nonsense!” Atha walked up behind Serilda and put her hands on the woman’s hips in familiar fashion, pushing her forward toward the door. “Come on, ladies! Time for some shopping.”

    “But--”

    Atma winked at Mythal as Portha and Xiuhcoatl followed the other ladies out, the hound dutifully staying by her mistress. “Don’t you worry, handsome. Next time you see her, I promise you’ll be thanking us. General, do take great care of the lad, would you?” She was out the door before she’d even finished speaking, her voice carrying back into the room and leaving both men there alone.

    The general slowly set his head in his hands and rubbed his temples like he was getting a migraine. “I am so sorry,” he apologized, embarrassed. “Despite my best efforts, I have absolutely zero control over those three, and the worst part is they know it. If they weren’t the most powerful wizards in my force…” The man sighed and looked at Mythal, the very picture of a man who had resigned himself to defeat in a battle he’d been fighting for decades. “I can take you to a tailor that can whip up something for you, in local or Fiore fashion, whichever you prefer. Covered by the Musketeers, of course -- for the inconvenience.”

    Words: 2706/1000


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

    Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Slayer- Magic Application Approved!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Heir to Darkness
    Position : God of Sedulity
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1057
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 50
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 36
    Mentor : Nessa Cordelia Lux (Former)
    Experience : 11,070,431

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Kami No Ken Sutairu O Taosu
    Second Skill: Kingdom Darkness Embodiment
    Third Skill: Soul Stone/Trickster's Illusions

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Mythal Ragnos 21st December 2018, 11:42 am

    I've been out there and seen the things she's made


    She seemed willing to go to the castle, as that was the only idea he hadn't immediately nixed. As she thought about it a bit deeper in terms of planning, Mythal looked at her and couldn't help the sneaky smirk on his face. “Maybe we can get some camping equipment and stay overnight. See if it's really abandoned or maybe haunted.” Serilda would be able to hear his teasing tone, poking only a little at her worries over supernatural creatures. But after a moment he sighed, a more thoughtful sound than exasperated. “If there's anything else you might want to do… like the other things… I'd be fine going with you,” he explained, trying to put his words just right. He wanted her to know that he was willing to go anywhere she also wanted to go, not just where he wanted. It was a step for the God Slayer, who was notoriously stubborn about what he liked and didn't. Yet he'd learned, practically from when he joined Fairy Tail, he couldn't always have things the way he wanted. Sometimes he needed to give a little and frankly, for Serilda, he would give a lot.

    As he half-fought off Xiuhco's affection, he listened as she explained the intricacies of crafting the bond between a wolf and a master. It wasn't just about making sure they obeyed orders; it was about ensuring the hound knew how to recognize the world around them as well, especially people. When they had met originally, he had been deemed an ally, which was probably more than Serilda considered him at the time. But as they spent more time and Mythal appeared to be a constant party in her life, it changed. His eyes met hers as she continued to explain he was now a friend; that he was trustworthy to obey simple commands. And that from now on, she would be far more dog-like than previous. “Well I sure won't complain,” he said, first smiling at the Voidwalker and then down at the hound. He used both hands to scratch behind her ears, chuckling as she continued to demand all of his attention -- something he was more than happy to give.

    As he was still giving the hound her well deserved affection they pulled up to a fairly impressive castle. As he got out, Mythal took a moment to look up and take in the view of the mighty stone structure. He had a very limited understanding of the country's politics beyond what Serilda had told him, so to him this just seemed like another castle within a foreign land. Even the Musketeers had noble-sized buildings -- he could only wonder what the poorer class had to deal with. He thought about it silently as they entered the castle and met with the Musketeer general. He was a… friendly man, with a lavish sense of style. He gave each of them full respect and attended to them, or rather asked others to attend to their needs. The God Slayer accepted the offered food and drink but not before slipping the servers some extra jewel for their services. Once they were set and Xiuhco was well fed, thus began the long, tiring exchange of documents and information.

    And it was long. The hour most have rung twice but it felt like a full day cycle had passed by the time they finished up. Mythal sat there, doing his damn hardest not to look too bored. He fought the urge to read the news on his iLac, afraid that doing so would offend some royal decree about deposition standards. His eyes flicked back and forth between Serilda and the general, only adding to the conversation when he was spoken to directly. And to be honest, there wasn't even a solid conclusion to the meeting. Before they could really begin wrapping up, they were interrupted. He turned with Serilda to look at the door, mentally asking what could possibly slow them down now.

    His answer came in the form of three beautiful Musketeer women standing in the doorway. Mythal didn't subscribe to the general standards of beauty but even he was a bit stunned by their looks. They even made their ridiculous uniforms look good -- a feat that was more than a little impressive. They knew Serilda and she clearly knew them; the warm, friendly smile that broke across her face was only as shocking as the trio's entrance. As she stood and moved over to them, he awkwardly got to his feet and stood beside the chair. His awkwardness was raised to even higher levels as the one who would be introduced as Portha commented on his looks.

    Too bad there wasn't a ditch he could go hide in.

    Serilda introduced him to the Musketeers, asking them to be nice to him. Were they usually not nice? Who were these women and how did Serilda come to befriend them? They seemed nearly as opposite as rain and fire. As each women came up to introduce themselves in turn, he embraced their hands and shook them, swallowing his need to hide in the dark and daring to be, in the very least, social. “Please, the pleasure is mine,” he said, only flashing a look at Serilda. Despite his ineptitude with social skills, it was evident he was making a hard effort here for her. And if Serilda liked their company, then they must have been worth knowing, right? He practically forced himself to relax; in truth, meeting people that were Serilda's friends was a bit intimidating, though he couldn't really explain why.

    He was quiet as the four women poured attention on Xiuhco, the hound a much easier target for adoration. His attention only caught back up when a ball was mentioned. Ball… as in dancing ball? As in get dressed up all fancy-like ball? Serilda tried to deflect that they were leaving that night but the Musketeers had their hooks in, refusing to let her escape attending. She tried mightily, mostly for his sake, to refuse but there was no denial in the world that would free them. And within moments they had pushed the Voidwalker out under the pretense of shopping for said event, leaving Mythal and the general alone in stunned silence.

    The God Slayer was quiet for a few moments, even as the general apologized profusely for the Musketeers. It was clear that this man had no control over the women, despite his trying no doubt. He was as cornered as Mythal was. He explained that he could help Mythal get a suit tailored for him, at the Musketeer’s expense.

    “Its a'ight,” he said, finally able to speak. “Balls ain't my thing but… Serilda will pro'lly enjoy it. And this is her job -- we should be doin’ things she'd enjoy. I can suck it up for one night, for her sake,” he explained, even managing a small smile. Then he blew out through his mouth and turned to the general. “A'ight, where's this tailor? Better to get set sooner rather than later.” He didn't exactly enjoy the idea of someone else touching him all over to get measurements but… he'd deal with it. It would be a lot easier now than it would have been a month ago afterall.



    MinstrelFairy Tail
    2261/1000
    Let me tell you, they are fear.


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Serilda Sinclair
    Serilda Sinclair

    Ice Queen


    Ice Queen

    Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishgar- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- So Extra- EXP Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Hired Help- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Helper- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Dank Memer- Taskmaster- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 1st Place Event/Contest Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Motor City Rush- Best GFX Artist Award- Player 
    Lineage : Scion of the Void King
    Position : Goddess of Conviction
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1448
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 155
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 12,421,054

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Voidwalking
    Second Skill: Sword of Wrath
    Third Skill: Cruorthurgy

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Serilda Sinclair 21st December 2018, 4:58 pm




    "Character counts most when duty calls."




    To his credit, the general did seem to take Mythal at his word that he wasn’t much of a man for fancy parties. He nodded respectfully when the Slayer said he’d suck it up for Serilda’s sake. “Well, I promise they will do their best to make sure you enjoy yourself. At the very least, there will be more than adequate amounts of alcohol.” The man grinned and winked at Mythal. He wasn’t aware that the wizard from Fiore had a strong taste for liquor, of course -- he was simply expressing a general sentiment that even the worst of parties could be made tolerable with the right amount of booze.

    Tucking the important documents away in a magically locked drawer on his desk, the general stood. “I’ll take you to the tailor. He operates out of a room on the bottom floor. You shouldn’t have to wait long -- he uses magic to size and bind the clothing, rather than sewing with a machine or by hand. While that’s being done, I’ll arrange for a carriage to take you to the banquet hall -- I’m sure the ladies are planning something dramatic for Sir Serilda and will have you meet back up with her there.”

    While he was busy being fitted for a suit, Serilda found herself being bustled down a busy market street. Shops of all kinds lined the roads, and people in bright, eye catching clothes fraternized with one another as they shopped. Given that the three ladies were arguably the most famous people in the country -- at the very least, of the Musketeers -- they had a lot of people greeting them as they walked by and wondering curiously about the fourth woman with white hair that was with them.

    They returned the many acknowledgements with smiles and waves but did not stop until they had steered Serilda right into a very large dress shop. It didn’t take long at all for them and the hound to be set up in a corner room with a seamstress ready to aid them. They explained to her that the reason they’d come to this store, besides that it had the best quality dresses in all of Minstrel, was because it was also the one place they were most likely to find something in Fiore fashion -- which they insisted was what Serilda needed to wear.

    After giving the seamstress some ideas of what they were looking for, the older woman scuttled out of the room and left the four of them alone for the moment. “So,” Atma crooned, laying a full fledge grin on the noblewoman. “When were you planning on telling us about that stud of yours, eh?”

    Serilda shook her head a bit, smirking. “You’re reading way too much into this,” she told them, as Atha and Portha had leaned forward with just as much interest. “We’re just friends. Besides, he’s not very social and doesn’t exactly like attention, hence why I was trying to decline your invitation to this ball. Poor man is going to be miserable all night.”

    “He’s going to be too busy ogling you to be miserable.”

    Before she got the chance to chime in, Portha asked, “So who is he really? I don’t really know how nobility works fully in Fiore. Is he some kind of duke or count?”

    “No, he’s just a wizard from another guild that I kept getting paired up with on jobs. After a while we just started working together of our own volition, because we work well with each other.”

    All three of them somehow found the room to hunch even closer to her with interest. “Oooh, so he’s a commoner?”

    “How deliciously scandalous…”

    “Did you guys miss the part like ten seconds ago where I said we were just friends?”

    “Yes, and that’s a real shame.”

    “Also, we didn’t believe you.”

    Serilda rolled her eyes, giving Xiuh a pat and some attention to cover up the rising embarrassment she was starting to feel. “They abuse me, Xiuh,” she complained teasingly to the dog.

    “So you haven’t slept with him, then?”

    One could have heard a pin drop on the carpet with how quiet the little room got. Serilda’s face turned about as red as Atma’s hair, and she had to look away rather than meet their knowing eyes -- though she couldn’t keep the smirk off her face.

    All three of them gasped in delight and leaned even closer. “You have slept with him, you naughty thing!”

    “Look at him, going straight for that forbidden noble fruit. I like him even more, now.”

    Serilda blushed all over again, her fingers idly tracing the hem of her pants as she confessed, “Well that’s… not entirely true.” There was silence for a moment until she looked up and saw their expectant looks, awaiting answers. “He uh… he doesn’t exactly know I’m a noble…”

    The three women looked at each other, sharing thoughts and sentiments without having to share words. Finally, they all grew mischievous smirks and Atha said, “Well… he’s in for more than one surprise tonight, isn’t he ladies?”

    A few hours later, night had all but fallen in Minstrel, the last purplish pink hues darkening in the sky. The ballroom was absolutely packed with all sorts of nobility. Tables laden with exquisite food and drinks lined nearly every wall, and a live orchestra played music in a corner close to the large dance floor. A large staircase lead up to a set of elaborately carved, massive double doors from which the guests were admitted into the hall. There was a herald in gaudy clothing standing beside the door with a large rod, announcing the guests as they arrived. The one thing the general had been able to do for Mythal, at least, was find him a quieter way inside should the Slayer wish to avoid the announcement.

    Serilda was standing in line behind the great doors, waiting with the other ladies to be announced. They had exchanged their Musketeer tunics for silk ribbons bearing the Musketeer emblem that rested on one shoulder and wrapped around their waists on the other side. Each of them looked resplendent in bright satin gowns that hugged their every curve, and their hair had all been done up with jewel encrusted combs to keep the locks in place. Xiuhcoatl was still with them, and even she had been done up for the occasion with a purple satin bow with a sapphire brooch tied elegantly around her neck.

    The Fiore wizard from Sabertooth, on the other hand, was feeling quite exposed. The dress the ladies had picked out for her was black and slinky, showing off more of her body than she’d ever done in public. A slit rose all the way up to her hip on one side, showing off the light blue colored emblem of her guild, and the front was so low down her belly that she was sure any little breeze would toss the material and give everyone an open show of her chest. She had a string of pearls around her neck, and wore a pair of white gloves to cover up the bite marks on her arms. Her white hair was loose down her shoulders and had been curled and teased to give it some body and volume.

    The Musketeers had insisted she would be fine when Serilda tried to question the choice to wear something so risque as a visiting dignitary. Nobles in Minstrel loved a scandal, they assured her, and it would do nothing to stain her reputation there. If anything, she would become more popular for her daring. She had little choice at this point, anyway. They were already here, and it was time for them to be let into the room with everyone else.

    Portha sent Serilda a wink as they preceded her through the doors. The three of them were a unit and would be announced as one, the herald tapping his rod on the ground twice to indicate he was about to announce persons of honor. Taking a deep breath and slipping into her default noble posture -- shoulders straight, hands clasped gently at the small of her back with a passive expression on her face -- she gave her information to the herald.

    He stamped his rod three times, the indication for the crowd that he was about to announce someone of noble birth. The room got significantly more quiet as everyone looked up. “Her Ladyship, Heiress Serilda Marianne Gwenevyr Sinclair of Clover in Fiore, wizard of Sabertooth and honored Musketeer.” Whispers exploded with excitement around the room as Serilda gracefully descended down the staircase, never once losing her footing in her heels despite the fact that she wasn’t watching where her feet were going. Xiuh walked obediently beside her. She maintained her practiced cool expression, searching the room for Mythal as she reached the bottom of the steps.

    Words: 4258/1000


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

    Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Slayer- Magic Application Approved!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Heir to Darkness
    Position : God of Sedulity
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1057
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 50
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 36
    Mentor : Nessa Cordelia Lux (Former)
    Experience : 11,070,431

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Kami No Ken Sutairu O Taosu
    Second Skill: Kingdom Darkness Embodiment
    Third Skill: Soul Stone/Trickster's Illusions

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Mythal Ragnos 21st December 2018, 6:22 pm

    I've been out there and seen the things she's made


    Mythal’s entire understanding of Serilda – no, his entire life in fact – was going to get a lot more interesting in the waning hours of the day. He obviously didn’t know it yet, as he was practically still at the beginning of it. He looked at the doorway where Serilda had been dragged out of and couldn’t help the small snort of laughter that came from his nostrils. In an ironic way, it was actually quite funny. He glanced back at the general as he continued to try and take the bright side of things and Mythal simply shrugged. “I’m sure it’ll be fine. But yes, booze will make it better,” he admitted, chuckling a bit to himself.

    After that, the general explained exactly what getting fit for a suit would entail and frankly, it sounded a lot less painful than he expected. The tailor apparently used magic to size and formulate the clothing to the right body, making his anxiety of being touched practically disappear. He nodded and followed the man, his hands finding their way into his pockets as they went. Down they went, moving into a lacrima-lift and riding it down to the bottom most floor. There a middle-aged man met them, looking about as posh and elegant as a man could. He wore a full suit that was prim and proper, his silver white hair was combed back in perfectly straight lines and his thin but poignant glasses fit his nose bridge without the slightest hint of misbalance. He met them both, taking the time to shake Mythal’s hand and look over his skin. He commented on its roughness, idly making mental notes about what he must have done for work.

    Ironically, he was fairly on point. But conversation wasn’t the man’s strong suit nor was it Mythal’s so rather than chat away, they got right to work. Mythal was asked to stand on a small pedestal where he could easily move about. The God Slayer did so and before he was even set, tape measures were flying through the air and wrapping around his limbs. His body was coiled by the tapes over and over again, causing him to gag, cough and inhale sharply each time one tightened just a bit too far. As he was abused, the tailor spoke the measurements out loud to… well, he wasn’t sure who at first. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he could see clothes flying out from a vast closet and floating in front of him, while the man picked and banished. When he found a piece he felt he could work with – a bright white suit jacket, a gray shirt and black pants – he flicked his wrist and closed the closet door.

    He moved his hands like a conductor in front of an orchestra, every small hand gesture perfect and precise. Instruments from pins, needles, scissors and threads flew about him as he stitched before him without need of any device. Mythal was honestly amazed by the sight; he’d seen a lot of magics before but nothing so… interesting and metro. When the final thread was snipped, the tailor waved his hand and the clothes moved over to a hanger, perfectly lining themselves up onto the metal bracket so not to get wrinkles. Then the tailor shooed Mythal off to the dressing room, to put it on. As the God Slayer asked if he was checking to see if it fit, the man snorted and boasted that he knew it would fit.

    Funny thing is, he was right. Mythal slipped out of his clothes and as he put on each part of the new outfit, he was more than surprised that it fit perfectly. There were no gaps or tight spaces – it was like everything was in its place. He buttoned the shirt all the way up, though it was lacking a tie and walked out, asking what kind of tie he was going to pair with it.

    “Oh Christmas, have I got to do everything for you?” The tailor asked, rolling his eyes as he walked over. Before Mythal could even protest, the man snapped off the buttons that brought it all the way up. It now was open enough that the small passage between his pectoral muscles could be seen.

    “Whoa!” Mythal said, taking a step back. “I thought this was a ball.”

    “Honey, clearly you’ve never been to a Minstrel ball. The whole daring, mysterious rogue aura you have going for you is working but we need to make it pop. We need you to show that you know there are rules and you don’t give a damn.” As he finished up that though, he glanced at Mythal’s hair and sighed. “Speaking of, we can’t let this flabby, limp thing just hang like that.”

    “What are you talkin’ ab-…?” Before Mythal could finish his thought, the tailor reached over to a side table he didn’t even see come floating in. His hand dipped into some hair wax and he quickly rubbed it between his palms and fingers. Then before the God Slayer could protest further, the tailor’s hands went into his hair, pushing it back, forming it and styling it. It was over before he could even say a thing.

    “Mmm there we go,” the tailor said, nodding approvingly. He reached forward to pop Mythal’s collar a little more, taking a long glance down the opening of his shirt as he did so. “Now the ladies will be whispering about you all night. Or men. I know I certainly will,” he finished with a poignant wink.

    “Uh… thanks but I came here with a friend…” Mythal said softly, trying to understand what had just happened to him.

    “Oh, don’t worry. I’m discreet.”

    The general stepped in then, having never really left the room in the first place. He hurried Mythal away, commenting about important business before the ball began. There was no important business but the general was helping Mythal get away from an awkward situation, having clearly read more into the God Slayer’s relationship with Serilda than either one of them had. There was not much to do so the general offered Mythal the opportunity to spend some time walking the grounds before the ball began and he would send someone to retrieve him when the introductions were bound to begin. And so he did, opting to find the most secluded places he could. He was bound to be around a lot of people come evening.

    And so he was. The general had snuck him in early, so he wouldn’t have to deal with being introduced. That would just be downright mortifying. He found himself near the kitchen until the place had filled up and it was quite literally filled to the brim with people. Once he was able to step out into the crowds, many of their attentions went to him. Indeed, just as the tailor had gleaned, many of the women and a few of the men let their gaze linger on him, whispering to one another about the roguish man near the bar. The whispers stopped, of course, once the nobles began to arrive.

    Mythal had just gotten his first drink; something smooth but weak to just dull his anxieties a bit. He heard the introductions for the Musketeer ladies that had whisked Serilda off and turned to face the door, fully expecting to hear ‘and guest’ with it. But none came and the Voidwalker wasn’t with them as they descended. His brow furrowed and he looked around, wondering if perhaps she had snuck in as well. He had pulled the glass to his lips when the announcement came and what a robust title it was. The booze exploded out from his lips in a fine mist as he let out a small spit take in shock. Heiress?! She hadn’t said anything about being an heiress? His eyes twisted back to look up the stairs and… the panic stopped, if only for a moment.

    Gods she was stunning. The dress they had gotten her for her far more suited for a nightclub than a regal ball but then again, he’d been told these people adored people of scandalous nature. Her hair was down and over her shoulders, wonderfully crimped and curled. The sleek black dress did not leave much to the imagination for her chest and gave a length view of her legs too. His breath caught in his throat for a long moment before awareness reared its ugly head and smacked him. But even then, he was still at a loss for words.

    Heiress?






    MinstrelFairy Tail
    3699/1000
    Let me tell you, they are fear.


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Serilda Sinclair
    Serilda Sinclair

    Ice Queen


    Ice Queen

    Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishgar- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- So Extra- EXP Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Hired Help- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Helper- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Dank Memer- Taskmaster- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 1st Place Event/Contest Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Motor City Rush- Best GFX Artist Award- Player 
    Lineage : Scion of the Void King
    Position : Goddess of Conviction
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1448
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 155
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 12,421,054

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Voidwalking
    Second Skill: Sword of Wrath
    Third Skill: Cruorthurgy

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Serilda Sinclair 21st December 2018, 7:23 pm




    "Character counts most when duty calls."



    It was hard to miss the spit take, even from across the room.

    Atma, Atha, and Portha had been watching Mythal the entire time and giggled quietly to themselves at the spectacle.They did not wait for Serilda at the bottom of the stairs, however. They had moved on to do their own duties and socialize, leaving the heiress to her own devices for a time.

    As Serilda made her way over to him, many people watching her as she went, the music and the chatter picked back up to the dull roar it had been before they’d come. She walked up to Mythal quietly, and as she approached a small shred of the dignified noble melted into a bit of shyness that he’d recognize, even if others didn’t. Along the way, her eyes took in his own attire. He’d managed to get his hands on a more Fiore style suit, but the colors were anything but traditional. His hair was even slicked back, still in his more unkempt style but controlled. And while the neckline of his shirt didn’t plunge quite as much as her dress, there was ample enough few of his muscled chest for her to appreciate.

    All in all, she had to admit that he looked downright suave, if in a rogue sort of way… and it really worked on him.

    Biting her lower lip a little, she timidly brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get you dragged into something like this,” the Voidwalker explained. “I love those girls very much, but they’re… a bit of a handful. I was hoping to get in and out of that meeting before they caught wind I was here, so you’d be spared their notice. As you can see, they’re a bit… persuasive.”

    Both of them knew persuasive wasn’t exactly the right word, but he’d get what she was trying to say. Using a word like “forceful” or “commanding” would paint them in a negative light, and they truly were genuine ladies that Serilda respected very much.

    She caught her eyes roaming over him again, and forced herself to look back up at his face. “I don’t mean to stare, just…” Serilda looked him over again, in spite of herself. “You look… really, really good,” she told him. It was weird. In all the time they’d known one another and even though they’d slept with one another a few times at this point, neither of them had ever come out and just verbally complimented the other on their looks. Their attraction to each other up until this point had remained an unspoken thing, their flirts and jests always in a teasing fashion rather than straight forward.

    But Serilda truly was having a difficult time keeping her eyes off of him in that get up. He’d cleaned up his clothes a bit during the time she’d known him, and was a far cry from the near bum he was when they first met, but this was something else entirely. The suit looked like it had been perfectly sculpted to frame his body, and it was really doing it for her.

    She had to push past that, though. He had just been made privy to some rather shocking information about her, and she owed him some explanations. “I imagine you have a couple questions…”

    Words: 4841/1000


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

    Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Slayer- Magic Application Approved!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Heir to Darkness
    Position : God of Sedulity
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1057
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 50
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 36
    Mentor : Nessa Cordelia Lux (Former)
    Experience : 11,070,431

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Kami No Ken Sutairu O Taosu
    Second Skill: Kingdom Darkness Embodiment
    Third Skill: Soul Stone/Trickster's Illusions

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Mythal Ragnos 21st December 2018, 7:49 pm

    I've been out there and seen the things she's made


    “I uh…” That was the best he could muster as she walked up to him. He had watched her the entire way there, much like some of the other crowded around the immediate area. There were a few that lingered their gazes on him, though that may have been because of his dramatic expulsion of booze. She apologized at first once she was in front of him, explaining what had happened and how this hadn’t been her intention. And even before she said it, he knew that of course – she had always been sweet and caring to his needs and intricacies, for the most part. “No it’s… it’s fine,” he said, chuckling his awkwardness away. “I wasn’t expectin’ it but… hey, now we have actual plans?” He asked, trying to make a joke. He was never great at joking when he was stressed. Better to speak right from the heart. “Seriously, it’s okay. If it was a problem, I wouldn’t be here. And I’m… really glad I’m here,” he said, his eyes tracing her form once more.

    She seemed to be on the same mental track, kind of lost in how he appeared. She didn’t really apologize for it but explained that she hadn’t seen him looking so good. He laughed, the action coming easier the more he did it. “Yeah, apparently I clean up well,” he said, once again making a joke. “But you… You always look great but… damn.” He couldn’t really put it in any grander verbiage at first but the words slowly came to him. “You’re beautiful, Seri,” he said honestly, meeting her gaze. And it lingered there, his crimson orbs a mixture of all sorts of emotions he couldn’t quite explain, voice or even understand.

    Truthfully, everything about her was turning his mind to one certain thing. And that was not going to help things. “Yeah, questions,” he said, trying to segue his way out of a very awkward situation. “Here, let’s get… something to drink. Kind of spat mine everywhere when you walked in the door,” he laughed again. Finding some kind of poise and presentation, he offered his arm to her so she could link it and they could go to the bar. Once they were there, he took the lead by ordering himself another drink and ordering her wine – red, of course. Once they had their drinks, he turned to her, doing his best not to get distracted again.

    “So uh… heiress,”


    MinstrelFairy Tail
    4109/1000
    Let me tell you, they are fear.


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Serilda Sinclair
    Serilda Sinclair

    Ice Queen


    Ice Queen

    Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishgar- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- So Extra- EXP Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Hired Help- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Helper- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Dank Memer- Taskmaster- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 1st Place Event/Contest Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Motor City Rush- Best GFX Artist Award- Player 
    Lineage : Scion of the Void King
    Position : Goddess of Conviction
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1448
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 155
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 12,421,054

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Voidwalking
    Second Skill: Sword of Wrath
    Third Skill: Cruorthurgy

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Serilda Sinclair 21st December 2018, 8:26 pm




    "Character counts most when duty calls."




    In his usual fashion, Mythal attempted to brush off the initial awkwardness with some humor. Serilda did smirk a little at his jokes, appreciative that he was able to be light hearted about all this. A part of her had been afraid he’d be upset about being stuck at an event like this, but it seemed to be taking it in stride. And of course, he did take a moment to more seriously assure her that he was fine, even happy to be there, and that helped ease some of her tension.

    She blushed heavily when she realized that he also was having a hard time not staring, though she wasn’t sure why. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen and handled her in less before, yet here she was nonetheless. Serilda had never been much for public displays of affection, so even though she was more than used to all this high society living, some aspects of this were quite out of her comfort zone. “Thank you,” was the soft reply to his compliment.

    He quickly took the initiative to steer the conversation toward more innocent conversations than what they were both likely thinking about. Offering his arm, he suggested they go get a drink. Mostly because he’d lost the majority of his when she’d come into the room. Serilda covered a small smile of amusement with her hand until she could get it under control and then accepted his arm, slipping her own around it. Once they both had drinks in hand he brought up her title, and Serilda took a sip of her wine. Well, a sip was being generous. She took a bigger drink than she normally did, nothing too lush but still less delicate than she normally did.

    “Yeah…” The woman shrugged a little, offering him an apologetic smile. She swirled the wine around the stemmed glass a bit, aerating it as she put her words together. “I wasn’t exactly meaning to hide it from you. I’m sure it would have come up eventually. There was never really an appropriate time to mention it, and I don’t exactly go around proclaiming it anyway. I detest nobles that lord their titles over people. I guess in my mind, if you have to tell someone you’re nobility, then you’re doing it wrong.”

    Serilda sighed, realizing she was going off on a little tangent. “Anyway. It just never came up, I guess. I know you don’t always get along too well with rich folk, either, because of how they often treat you. Perhaps a part of me was concerned you’d see me differently. Which isn’t really fair to you…” Honestly Serilda had never really put much thought into why she hadn’t mentioned it to him, yet -- outside of the fact that, as she’d said, it wasn’t really something she made a point to bring up with anyone, in the interest of not wanting to appear holier-than-thou. Some people knew, some people didn’t, and that’s the way it went.

    Words: 5354/1000


    _____________________________________________________________________________________

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

    Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Slayer- Magic Application Approved!- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Heir to Darkness
    Position : God of Sedulity
    Faction : The Rune Knights
    Posts : 1057
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 50
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 36
    Mentor : Nessa Cordelia Lux (Former)
    Experience : 11,070,431

    Character Sheet
    First Skill: Kami No Ken Sutairu O Taosu
    Second Skill: Kingdom Darkness Embodiment
    Third Skill: Soul Stone/Trickster's Illusions

    A Night To Remember Empty Re: A Night To Remember

    Post by Mythal Ragnos 21st December 2018, 8:48 pm

    I've been out there and seen the things she's made


    Mythal wasn’t sure what was getting into his head more; her being an heiress or how she looked right now. Honestly, the mixture of the two seemed to be working together to capture his brain within its grasp and kind of just shake all his thoughts about. But he wasn’t going to let it burrow too deep and drive him crazy. So he opted to focus on one part of the situation, as the other would require somewhere private. He led her to the bar and got their drinks, turning all of his attention on her as she gulped down a healthy amount of wine to settle her own nerves. He wasn’t really sure what he wanted out of her in that moment; clarification, explanation, it all seemed a bit trivial, in a way. She explained that she wasn’t hiding it from him for any purpose or meaning; just that it hadn’t ever really come up. And she wasn’t the kind that lorded her title above other people, believing that to a sign of incorrect nobility.

    She continued, her words a little softer as she explained she may have been concerned about how he would view her. Would he see her as the same friend he had before? Or would he view as this elegant woman up on a pedestal that he could never really stand up to? It was true that he was seeing her in a different light in that moment but it really had nothing to do with her heritage. He frowned a little as he took a gulp of his booze, swallowing it down before he answered. “Nah,” he started, his voice a little soft as well considering all the people around. “I get it. I talk a lot of… crap concernin’ other people and how they should act and this and that. And you know my thoughts of people with a bit more to their name than others. So I can’t blame you for figurin’ maybe I would act or be different.” Another swallow of the liquor followed before he continued. “But you’re not your title. Maybe I’d feel different if I hadn’t met you but I have. I know who you are and it isn’t just some heiress. You’re a caring human being and none of what I said about you before changes because of this. You’re still someone I admire and you’re still my friend.”

    He made sure he kept her gaze with his, wanting her to understand he was speaking truthfully – and from the heart. He always spoke honestly to her but this was important to him; considering all that had happened in literally five minutes, he wanted to assure her he wasn’t going to be mad about the circumstances. He was here because he knew she would enjoy herself. So she was an heiress; that was just a title. Serilda was who she was as a person and that was what mattered more to him. “So…” he started, plunging the rest of the booze into his mouth and swallowing it down. “I ain’t never been to a ball before so looks like you gotta give me some pointers. Whose hands am I supposed to kiss, who do I bow to – I’m at a complete loss.” He smiled at her, putting the serious matter to bed for now and “Oh and…” He leaned in close to her and whispered directly into her ear, making sure his words were quiet enough that no one else could hear.

    Because they were certainly not appropriate for the environment.


    MinstrelFairy Tail
    4702/1000
    Let me tell you, they are fear.


    _____________________________________________________________________________________


      Current date/time is 5th November 2024, 8:24 am