What a beautiful day! Aven sat atop the Fairy Tail Guild Hall, one leg dangling off the edge. Being back at Fairy Tail was a breath of fresh air; as homely as the Alveron Family Estate was, the more time he spent away from it, the fonder he grew of taking care of his own needs, rather than allowing the Maid staff to do them for him. It was an air of freedom, and one he didn't take lightly.
Something he'd noticed after returning, especially given his sharpened magic sensory, there were a good number of Fairy Tail members he'd never really gotten to know. Discovering that particular detail had saddened him, indicating lost time that he could have gathered more friends and comrades. He couldn't forget, there was a serious battle happening behind the scenes, in the clouds and Astral planes, and if good was going to prevail, he was going to need to gather a very powerful group of wizards to fight with him.
That, in a nutshell, was why he was waiting on top of the Guild Hall, in the first place. Althea Eventide, a Dragon Slayer, from what he'd heard, was one such Fairy Tail member he'd had minimal contact with. He'd posted a small note near the job board, asking if she'd like to meet today, to talk about a few things and get acquainted as Fairy Tail Wizards. He hadn't gone into specifics, since that much wasn't exactly important for her to know unless she proved strong enough to help. It was a sad reality, but one Aviel and him had discussed at length: quite simply, it wouldn't do them any good to spread panic or worry about the situation until the Valkyrie are prepared to make their move. Aven did think it a bit remiss to hide such a conflict from the other Wizards of Fiore, but Aviel had much more experience with these things, and he trusted the Seraph's judgement.
All of this was dependent, of course, on Aven making the proper connections. His eyes squinted into the distance, scanning for any sign of Althea. He had a decent idea of what she looked like from the posters from the Fairy Festival Duels, not that there was any real guarantee that she'd show up. He'd only found the note missing yesterday, it could possibly have been another guild member tiring of it's presence. For now, he'd wait patiently- or, rather, it was really all he could do.
Something he'd noticed after returning, especially given his sharpened magic sensory, there were a good number of Fairy Tail members he'd never really gotten to know. Discovering that particular detail had saddened him, indicating lost time that he could have gathered more friends and comrades. He couldn't forget, there was a serious battle happening behind the scenes, in the clouds and Astral planes, and if good was going to prevail, he was going to need to gather a very powerful group of wizards to fight with him.
That, in a nutshell, was why he was waiting on top of the Guild Hall, in the first place. Althea Eventide, a Dragon Slayer, from what he'd heard, was one such Fairy Tail member he'd had minimal contact with. He'd posted a small note near the job board, asking if she'd like to meet today, to talk about a few things and get acquainted as Fairy Tail Wizards. He hadn't gone into specifics, since that much wasn't exactly important for her to know unless she proved strong enough to help. It was a sad reality, but one Aviel and him had discussed at length: quite simply, it wouldn't do them any good to spread panic or worry about the situation until the Valkyrie are prepared to make their move. Aven did think it a bit remiss to hide such a conflict from the other Wizards of Fiore, but Aviel had much more experience with these things, and he trusted the Seraph's judgement.
All of this was dependent, of course, on Aven making the proper connections. His eyes squinted into the distance, scanning for any sign of Althea. He had a decent idea of what she looked like from the posters from the Fairy Festival Duels, not that there was any real guarantee that she'd show up. He'd only found the note missing yesterday, it could possibly have been another guild member tiring of it's presence. For now, he'd wait patiently- or, rather, it was really all he could do.