Weed Eaters [Job/Sybil]

Lance was sitting in the guildhall, flipping through a book on magic and sorcery when his small demon companion, Ambit, flew over to him with a slip of paper. He hovered in front of Lance for a second, the mage paying him no mind until Ambit cleared his throat. Without looking up from the book Lance spoke “What? You getting into writing now?” he questioned, turning the page. Ambit sighed and shook his head “No, it’s a job Lance! And I want you to take it!" the demon said, spinning around in the air before stopping and dizzily holding the piece of paper in front of him.

Lance looked up and took the slip in his hand, looking it over before placing it next to him and returning to his book. “So?” Ambit asked, regaining his mobility. “No.” the young mage replied, not paying attention to anything else but his book at this point. Ambit grabbed the book from Lance’s hand and flew higher into the air so he couldn’t reach it. “Come oooooon~” he cried “You have been cooped up in here for the past few days! And besides, it’s just some weed pulling!”.

Lance hopped up and tried to grab for the book which only caused his partner to fly higher into the air. Knowing when to give up, the mage sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Fine.” he muttered to himself “It would be nice to get out anyway and this job doesn’t seem to cause any harm to anyone.” he faintly smiled “I mean, what's the worst that could happen.” he said as he motioned towards Ambit “Let’s go.”. Ambit cheerfully cheered and placed the job slip down before following Lance out the door.

It had been a few days since Lance had joined the guild and he still was not able to work well together with people. It was true that there were times when his mood would slightly be less hostile towards people but he mostly kept to himself in regards of friendship and conversation, only talking when spoken to. Today however he was not in the guildhall but instead in the beanstalk village where he found himself looking for an herbalist.

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Lance had just arrived in beanstalk village, a place he was very familiar with as he often took refuge here when he was known as Despair. He entered the town while his eyes were glued to the job that was in his hand. As he passed by the actual stalk, he caught a glimpse of familiar pink locks of hair. He started to walk faster, hoping to avoid any sort of interaction with this girl. Usually, he did not like talking and interacting with people in general but this girl, he found, was more than he can handle.

When she called his name, he felt a chill go up his spine. Him and Ambit turned around, Lance slightly nodding towards the girl “Sybil.” He greeted her with the same coldness as he did when he first met her, and he was about to turn away, but she just kept talking. He pretended like the things she was saying wasn’t affecting him and he just simply raised an eye brow and bit his lip.

“No. I don’t go out much and there are reasons for that. And I’m sorry Sybil but I don’t do teamwork.” He stated simply before turning away, walking a few steps away before Ambit flew beside him, creating a huddling whisper. “Lance, she seems to have taken the same job as us. We should help her! And who knows, you might make a friend.” Ambit whispered to his partner. Lance would glance backwards at the girl before groaning towards the sky and turning around on his heels, making his way back towards the girl.

He stood in front of her, eyeing her up and down before sighing “Alright, I’ll help.” He said coldly, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “First things first, I wouldn’t touch the weed if I were you, that’s how people were getting sick and I’m not going to be the one healing your ass if you get hurt.” He simply stated as he pulled some gloves out of his coat pocket, tossing as pair at Sybil before putting on his own “These should make the job a lot easier.”.

He nodded at the girl before turning towards the stalk and kneeling in front of one of the many weeds that were plaguing the giant plant. He placed his hand on his chin and was quiet for a few seconds before speaking again. “The job page only requires one of these to be handed to the herbalist, but I think we should take care of a few of them before heading out. The more samples the man has the better.”. With that, Lance plucked the tiny weed out of the ground and placed it in his bag.

He stood up and looked around before pointing a group of about 3 weeds. They were larger than normal, and they were a bright purple. “Those seem to be causing the most trouble.” He said, turning to face them. He put his palm out in front of him, facing in the direction of the plants. The red symbol on his hand would start glowing, a bright red seal appearing in the palm of his hand.

A small ball that looked like a mixture of red and black would appear on the seal, growing bigger before disappearing into the mages hand, seal and all. “Forbidden Seal: Chaos Beam” he said clearly, a giant beam coming out of his hand, flying towards the poisonous plants, and traveling through them. He showed a small smirk of satisfaction before turning to Sybil and gesturing “That’s my magic, let’s see yours.” He offered her a small nod of expectancy.

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