Beginning Anew (sworbet, GaladHeru & Shuhei)

"FINE!" Carulea shouted as she slammed the front door of the guild shut. Anger was running through her veins and rage was burning in her normally cool blue eyes. How dare he?! Becoming her Guildmaster just like that?! When he was a normal mage they were friends, true, however lately he was ordering her around and assigning her on missions without her knowledge.... it was simply maddening. She didn't want to deal with this any longer.

Yuhi was cautiously fluttering after her master's retreating furious form, not saying anything in fear of being snapped at. She knew her master very well and knew when to back off, if she even made a "peep", Carulea would most likely take all of her anger out on her pet. "Yuhi, we're going home." stated Dasher. No, it wasn't a statement, it was an order. The little plush lion was used to being ordered around by her master however this time ,unlike most others, her tone was cold and harsh. Yuhi sighed and grew into her battle form, knowing that she would be used as a mount yet again. She wasn't created as something to be rode around however after the look transformation that Carulea had by Bakura and Ryo she weighed less. That's when she realized why Carulea's mood was so crappy...It was like the summoner's pet was hit by a comet..... What would the twin albinos say if they realized that she quit Sabertooth?


Carulea sighed and looked at the time - it was six in the afternoon, which meant that the ride on Yuhi's back to Crocus lasted three hours. Carulea sighed at the though of the little sleeping plush lion in her black leather backpack. Yuhi was most likely very tired from the three hour lasting running trip through a mountain with thick forests. "Were would you like to go sir?" She heard the blond cashier in front of her ask with a charming smile. Did she just get called a sir? "Clover." The female summoner answered simply, not really paying attention to the pretty blond cashier in front of her. The cashier scribbled something down onto Dasher's ticket before handing it to her. "Merci." The mage thanked the cashier, not even glancing at her, however her suspicions were confirmed after she looked at the ticket, to find a phone number written down on it in strawberry red with hearts and the name of the female cashier from earlier. Carulea entered the half-empty train and sat right next to the door, dropping her backpack on the seat next to her. She ran a hand through her short blond hair in frustration, she was under pressure of thinking how to explain to Bakura that she quitted Sabertooth. She could always lie, however knowing that Yuhi always told the truth it would be useless. Then Bakura was going to give her one of his "Respect" and "Power" lectures which naturally lasted roughly around 3 hours. No, she shook her head, she needed to stop thinking about the bad things, she needed a distraction. That's when the ex-Sabertooth mage  heard giggles and whispers, so she turned her head towards the direction of those sounds, her  electric blue eyes flashing with curiosity. That's when annoyance washed through her body again, two girls were smiling at her cutely. "I'm a bloody girl." She told them in a cold tone. That simple sentence had the same effect as as a frosty blade- cold, sharp and deadly, so now the train was as silent as a graveyard. At this Dasher sighed and closed her beautiful frosty eyes, deciding to just waste time by sleeping, after all, the ride to Clover lasted four hours.

Music to the white wizards ears.  Though it didn't quite register what the sentence actually meant, (Shuhei never was one to pay attention to what others were saying.)  The voice he heard from one train car over rang through his ears like the song of a mythical siren on the open sea.  The car in which Shuhei sat was the one with the bar, at which of course Shuhei was sitting, sipping on a glass of clear alcohol with a lemon wedge floating amongst the cubes of ice.  The voice was one of a beautiful woman.  A blond Shuhei guessed... Most likely five eight, maybe five ten.  With enormous Brea- "That'll be eighty jewels sir."  The bartender spoke, interrupting Shuhei's Train of thought, as the normal flow of the car resumed moments after the loud cry from the girl next door.  "Of course."  Shuhei said as he payed the man a hundred jewels.  He stood up and made his way to the next car.  CRASH!  Upon opening the door to the next car,  one of the newest entries in to his guild crashed through the ceiling.  Shuhei sighed as he recognized who it was.  "Galad!"  Shuhei yelled in frustration as he covered his mouth his his sleeve so to avoid breathing in the dust from the debris.  He looked about the car for the beautiful woman, but couldn't pinpoint her.  There were some fives in the corner, nothing to fall over backwards for.  He sighed in disappointment realizing that Galad had most likely scared her off.


Sorry for the short post =(

" I already gave you everything you want, now give me everything I need, I got a soul for sale, a soul for sale...." Carulea sang quietly. She was now lying on top of her seat, due to the fact that she was trying to fall asleep for the past 10 minutes of her ride, and she, obviously, failed miserably. So now she was twirling her black fedora hat on her index finger while humming some random song she had heard on the radio earlier that day. She didn't know the lyrics well, however, the melody was stuck in her head and there was no stop to the replay button.... Well maybe except that vast magical presence approaching from her right. The jewel summoner's lips sealed themselves immediately as her frosty blue orbs focused on the door of the neighbouring train wagon, before switching to the ceiling right above her. Carulea grabbed her bag and swiftly jumped to the other side of the car, and thank the gods she had reflexes, otherwise she'd be dead under roof debris and a pair of feet. She then looked up at the owner of those feet, with a rather annoyed expression. A man, with black hair, dark eyes, rather light skin...who was laughing. He had just destroyed the roof of a train wagon, and he was laughing like it was nothing, what the hell? Was he a sadist or something?

"Galad!" She heard a, rather annoyed ,masculine voice shout. Her gaze shifted to the door of the next train wagon, spotting another man, who was now looking around the wagon, with a disappointed look. White hair, tanned skin and misty greyish eyes.... and rich. His clothes were pretty, probably designer, something Ryo and Bakura would have a hard time making... she shook her head. That didn't matter now because his magical presence was huge, seriously, what rank was this guy? S? H? Carulea stared at the man for a few seconds before her gaze returned to the one who destroyed the ceiling,to his feet to be more exact, and what was under one of them. The short-haired blond mage growled and stood up from the floor, brushing off whatever kind of stains the debris had left on her expensive custom-made clothing, before heading towards the black-haired male. When she was in front of him, she grabbed his left leg, digging her rather long nails into it, before successfully lifting it up. Her other hand grabbed the rather wrinkled fedora hat and her icy hues glared at the man before her. "This, is mine." She stated in a frosty tone before letting his foot go, her gaze moving to the favoured fedora, which she was now fixing gently. After putting the hat in her back pack and the back pack over one of her shoulders, Carulea turned towards the entrance of the other train car and headed towards it while stomping her feet. The summoner was annoyed and it didn't help when she bumped shoulders with the white-haired man she noticed earlier. Their gazes met for a moment and all of her anger directed itself towards the mage parallel of her "You're blocking the way, princey." she growled at him in a bone-chilling tone before closing the door behind her with a loud SLAM. She then leaned against the door and ran a hand through her blond hair while thinking over properly what had just happened. She closed her icy eyes for a moment and sighed "I screwed up again."

Carulea was now in a train waggon which, to her surprise, had a bar! She never knew trains had bars, well, then again, she never walked around them to see what they either. The bar was rather unnocupied, while the few clients that it had , looked rathe....evil. The heir to the Dasher familly didn't really care that much and pushed that thought to the back of her head as she sat down onto one of the stools at the bar. "What would you like today sir?" A female voice asked the jewel summoner as she looked up to see a rather pretty Pink-haired girl. "So you're the bartender? I'd like a Martini." Carulea ordered her drink rather quickly, hoping that the woman wouldn't notice her lack of drinking age. As she waited for her drink she tapped her fingers on the wooden bar counter rather impatiently and looked around the room, a rather new diploma caught her eyes. On it in clear golden letters there was several simple statement written "Belongs to Ray Johnson for working on the Crocus Express Train #49 for 7 years." Carulea's frosty eyes quickly turned to the pink-haired girl that was now approaching her with the mage's drink.


"Merci."She thanked in french as she looked at her Martini, French was something this body of her's did automatically, because she certainly never learned French.  "Ya know... This may work on normal people...."  The blond mage said as she smiled at the bartender before taking a sip of her drink, rather, carefully.....she was right. Poison. Carulea's frosty eyes snapped with irritation as she spit the drink in the pink-haired chick's face causing her to gasp in surprise. "....but I'm not a normal person." She finished her sentance rather smugly as she slammed her her summoner's bracelet ontop of the bar counter, breaking it in half. At these points of her life she hated the fact that she did not know what kind of metal the bracelet was made out off. Carulea looked up at the chick on the counter before noticing the other customers in the wagon standing up... and pulling weapons out. Shit. Was the word that ran through the summoner's head as she hid behind the bar counter, while kicking the bartender chick from earlier in the head and knocking her out. Bitch.  She thought angrilly as she looked at her surroundings, using Zachary here would make her fly, and she would bump into the roof, Johanna wasn't and option either due to the fact that she needed nature to summon her. Dasher sighed and ran a hand through her hair. What was she going to do now..... and the idea that she had made her grin wildely. As she stood up a rather feral grin spread itself across her lips as her frosty eyes flashed dangerously "Now who's thirsty?" She asked as she grabbed the first bottle on the counter, throwing at some random bad guy.