Cat burger (w/Cersei)

Cadmus ash brown colored hair, ruffled as she don her mask, in which it had resembled a snake. Her mask is used to keep her face hidden. Her regular clothes would also be hidden, and substitute for her light blue hooded cloak. The cloak she wore over her regular wardrobe, covers the robe that are the same color as her mask, and her cloak. She showed off her sharp canine teeth, underneath the snake mask, with a daring grin. She left the alley that she was previously occupying, leading her right hand off of her mask, and down to her right side. She walked down the busy streets of rose garden, as if everything was perfectly fine and normal. Her body moved at a steady pace.


She was in no hurry, as she laid her eyes beneath the mask to where her location was marked. She took each step that made a silent tapping sound, from the bottom of her shoes. Nothing distracted her. None of the elderly folks, searching for aid from the young crowd, broke her focus. She casually minded her own business, once her pale hand reached the freezing cold, golden handle of the door. Pushing it inward, so that the smell of the building she would enter, had met her nose. She walked through the wooden flooring of this building of average size, in order for her body to traverse through the brown tables that were occupied by customers. Cadmus stopped at her tracks, when she made her destination.


The index and thumb of her finger located on the right hand, met her chin as she browsed through the jobs she's interested in. When she finished picking the job she wanted. She was struggling to reach the paper at first, like a child trying to reach for the jar of cookies.


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Walking was a slight hassle anymore. Was this thing on her back normally this heavy? Any time she ever used it, it felt like it had a bit of weight, but nothing significant at all, but now? It was like someone had weighed down a sack with bowling balls and told her to carry them around. At first, she was winded easily just headed down a couple of blocks. Now, she could go a good mile or so, though she would complain about it quite bit, which may or may not have hindered a full distance she could go. But that was just a classic Cersei thing to do. Granted, the pink haired girl had no real people to complain to at the moment, she very much afraid to try and use one of her summons to bounce the complaints from. That.. was just a cab of worms she refused to open.

What she really needed was some practice. To get used to her new weapon and just general use of them in general. The less she had to rely on her summons, the better off she felt in the long run. There were still times she felt intimidated and for some, a little afraid of them, but that was neither here nor there for the moment. So, while she was in Rose Garden, she had to get a couple things together for herself; some money, and some new clothes! Why clothes? Well, who doesn’t like to have some new things once in a while? And besides, attire was one of Cersei’s most personified parts of herself, so she chose to express herself through what she wore in most cases.

Today didn’t feel much different either. Her attire kept her looking casual, but certainly prepared to get down and dirty if needed. What stopped her from continuing on in the very moment had been watching a strange, masked person standing outside an establishment. They seemed to either be lost, or just psyching themselves up for something. When they pushed through, Cersei followed behind as though she were just what she was; a straggler. The Fairy Tail mage stepped inside and watched the person she had watched enter approach their request board and try to reach for something. It seemed as though she were just out of the reach and nobody seemed to want to help.

Seeing no other reason not to, the summoner approached the board and with her heels adding on to the couple inches she already had over this stranger, she plucked the paper from it and held it down enough for her and the girl to read. Then, something caught her eye. A cat burglar? Oh how amusing did she think it would be for a cat girl to be behind it... but thinking on it, she couldn’t let this go unattended. ”Excuse me, but if you don’t mind a hand in this, like, I’d love to come help.” With the paper held in her left hand, the stamp of her guild would be so very clearly in Vel’s face.

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Cadmus was too short to reach towards her designated target. Her efforts didn't lead her anywhere, as she had failed to retrieve the paper hanging 3 inches higher than her initial height. The tip of her right index finger, could feel the flimsiness of the corner of the paper as it weaved side to side. When she was struggling to get to the paper, someone, a girl came to her aid. The girls heels made it possible to reach to the paper, that Cadmus was trying to obtain. Her canine teeth came in contact with her bottom teeth, as she let out a snickerish laugh underneath her snake mask. "Silly me, I'm too short for my own good--But I appreciate the help" Cadmus fixed her foot to the floor, as it was originally on its tippy toes.

Cadmus stood face to face with the girl, and noticed something she was carrying on her back. "What's that?" Cadmus asked while leaning forward, with both of her hands held behind her back. She was lucky to have someone to help her with the job that she picked out. Cadmus turned her body to where the girl would only see, Cadmus backside as she kept her hands placed behind her back. "I'm beginning to think, we'll have a fun time together on this adventure of ours" She sounded quite determined to see her first impression of this mage. She smiled in anticipation. Cadmus would guide the female mage, to the exit. Signaling her eagerness about this job in catching their cat burglar. Cadmus tilted her head back, and her neck slightly shifted to the side, so the corner of her eyes filled with a devious plot, as they were sharp and narrow. "You can call me, Cadmus" She told the mage, before marching into their grand endeavor.

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It put a small smile on the summoners face to hear the girl thank her for the help and joke about her height. Honestly, if she hadn’t been in these heels, she may not have had the real height needed to get the paper herself, so that was quite the helping point for sure. Looking to the girl with a bright, close eyed smile from the thanks, Cersei just turned to face the masked stranger and waved her hand a little bit in the air in a bit of a dismissive manner. ”It’s not a problem at all!~ I’m just glad unlike other people, I could help someone out who needed the help.” She glared over towards the people sitting around and enjoying themselves, but she didn’t say it loud enough to cause any scenes. It wasn’t worth the effort, but to joke with the girl was enough for her.

What she didn’t seem to expect to be asked about, at least so soon in meeting someone was the weapon she kept on her back. ”Oh, this?” She asked, grabbing the weapon from off of the strap carrier she had bought to withhold its weight and the daily tax of walking with it. Pulling it to the front of her body had caused her to drop the height of where she held it by a good foot or so and let out a rather mused sigh of relief. ”Its a special, and really heavy sword of mine. I picked it up from an uh.. old employer of mine. Like, total Karen to be honest when it came to working for her, but probably the best severance from a job I’ve gotten.” She would give another moment or two for Cadmus to look over the weapon before finally she had enough of holding it out and swung it over and let it sit back in her holder. ”It’s so freaking heavy though... I struggle with it every so often.” She commented, rubbing the shoulder she had just held the weapon in briefly.

Cersei continued to carry her smile while the masked girl had begun to walk toward the door and motioned for her to follow along with her. Though the way she did so was a bit demeaning, it surely beat the way she used to be signaled to approach someone, so it wasn’t really such a bad thing for her to need to critique or correct. ”It’s nice to meet you, Cadmus!~ I’m Cersei, but if it’s too much of a hassle to pronounce, you can just call me Cherry. I don’t mind either way~” She shot her a new smile as the had peeked over her shoulder for their introduction, so she was elated to be able to put a name to the girl... now she just wanted to put a face to the name, but try in a respectful way if possible.

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Cadmus eyes widen out of pure excitement, though unfortunately it can't be seen through the mask of hers. However, her interest in the weapon that cersei showed, Cadmus was expressed in a way that resembled an uncontrollable child. She was dazzled by the way it looked, and the cold feeling, crawling through her pale fingers as she ran them across it's metal frame. She was an avid weapon enthusiast. She wanted to collect weapons for herself one day, and sell them at the highest price. Cadmus's interest in weapons, gave her the idea of traveling through different parts of Fiore, to pursue one of her ambitions. "Say, if that thing is heavy on you. Why carry it?"

She curiously asked, Cersei why she wanted to pull weight that she couldn't carry, and it was clear to Cadmus that the weapon is approximately larger than the girls own body weight. She was wondering why the weapon didn't flatten her like a pancake by now. Maybe cersei has some hidden strength, that had the potential to crush 1 thousand men. Rivaling in strength to their world leader. Cadmus seemed to be day dreaming, and putting too much thought into this nonsense, but that's her thought process in a nutshell. She's able to come up with bizarre ideas, and theories that wouldn't fit right with the general setting. Cadmus should get herself focused on the mission that the two agreed to partake. Cersei would prove to be an interesting specimen to watch, as they would embark on this mission of there's to either snab or kill this cat burglar. Whichever course of action seemed to be the most fun, will provide the best results. whether her villainous actions are taken notes by the eyes of the weak civilians, and record this data to their precious authority is something to look forward to. "Since we are doing this mission together, where do you want to start first?" Cadmus stopped in front of Cersei, in order to discuss their course of action.

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Cadmus was asking a rather good question, had she not have done this for a specific reason already. Knowing the answer, she wasn't so inclined to beat around the bush with it and it was more than just a simple answer either. Trying to keep things out while giving a both accurate and truthful answer wasn't so much of her issue, but never the less, it wasn't an issue she worried over much. ”Well, the answers simple.. kinda. I'm training my body to get used to it. I wanna get stronger like my older sister is and to do that, I'm committed to wearing this sword on my back until I fall asleep on a bed a night in order to get my body in a fit position to carry it like one would carry around a normal sword or even a knife.” She explained, looking over her shoulder as the girl had been inspecting it so intensely. ”You sure are liking that, aren't you. Put those hands any lower and I'll be sure to remove a couple of those fingers~” Giving a bit of a playful wink and giggle, she could easily be either kidding or serious.

Not knowing how this will turn out, it wouldn't be put past the summoner to use either the more abrasive summons of hers or just resort to scraping that and fighting on her own. What Cersei truly needed to do was to go seek out a person who could speed up her training, or at least the finer styles of weight control with heavier weapons. One or the other would be fine, but until then she was willing to bare her teeth and get used to it. As the two continued on from the building where they took their job from, she was halted by the masked girl and asked about any plans. Uh... Not one of her fortes for sure. ”Not really... I planned to just wing it, but like, if you got any ideas or plans, I'm all ears and even be up for bait duty. I'm prepared for it.” She was prepared for nearly anything, just not who the actual cat burglar was, or rather what they looked like.

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It was worth to note about over exerting your body, can bring in positive results for training. Cadmus is a frail individual, and even if she attempted to use that method and instead of going out of her way to get beat up by people tougher than her. She wouldn't find much enjoyment in putting armaments ten times her size, due to the fact of risking one of her bones crushing in the process. She wanted to ask what type of weapon, that cersei is in possession of. How'd she get it? Did she buy it off of someone, or perhaps it may be some sort of relic that holds an amount of importance to her and, her family. Whatever might the reason be, is what drives her to do what she wanted. Before Cadmus can continue to admire the weapon, she was put on hold by, Cersei's comment. "I would welcome your invitation, break as many bones as you'd like" Cadmus playfully giggled in delight.

Cadmus is a weird, and mysterious individual. It's worth to realize that she wouldn't mind being hurt. Someone hurting her, is a feeling she enjoyed. However, she's obligated to return the favor. Pain is one thing she likes to feel, but delivering the pain would introduce an impactful flavor to her hunger. Cadmus held her face with both of her pale hands, as it pressed onto the blue color palette of her hood. She was trying to hold her excitement, before directing her body to the direction of an unsettling pair of individuals.

They were expressing some discomfort. Cadmus wasn't she it was the way she was acting, but it's worth to investigate. "Looks like our first customer, hehehehe" She slightly covered her hand in front of the nose of her mask. "I do hope they don't get the idea that we are some hired cops, willing to break our backs for the greater good" Cadmus said that was directly aimed at, Cersei before heading towards the young couples, who happened to be standing outside of their shop. Unsettled by the thoughts that are lingering beneath the healthy, youth that Cadmus would assume they are one of the victims of this cat burglar.

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