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Approaching the city of renowned nature and beauty was a large caravan driven by a horse. Sitting in the front of the carriage holding the reigns of the strong animal was in contrast a timid and weak young man fifteen year old man. The boy had scraggly blonde hair that seemingly overshadowed his amber eyes, he stood at a small stature of five feet and two inches, he was dressed in semi formal wear: dress pants, shoes, shirt, vest, and cardigan. His soft hands were trembling on the reigns. "Leon! Don't worry, show some confidence!" Came a voice from inside the caravan. It was his directly younger sister, Zina Mira. The shoulder length haired thirteen year old blonde girl  was sitting by the front of the Caravan on the right, opposed to her future sister-in-law Ema. Ema was dressed ready for a semi-formal event herself.  

Leon's shaking got worse for a moment as he gulped. "Confidence, right..." He said in almost a whisper tone. "Is, it, possible for someone else to drive? Luna perhaps?" He said in a slightly louder volume. Zina grimaced at her brother for a moment, Ema fell awkwardly silent, and the siblings mother felt the awkward silence as she in the middle on the left side decided to break the silence. "You know your sister isn't in any condition to drive right now." Shirain, the pink haired amber eye nature fairy was in her human form dressed in a strapless white dress.

A slight groan could be heard from the back right side of the caravan, the pink haired woman located there was indeed in great pain. Luna was in her human form dressed in a long grey skirt and a light hoodie. While insignificant to those that would pass her on the street, this was a particular outfit that Luna only wore on occasions where she was not at her best, whether that be serious injury or illness. The Sabertooth mage was laying on her back on a mat atop the bench, a pillow at her head with her left arm covering her eyes. Each breath was slightly labored as she was in great pain. She at first tried to say something but she never got passed a groan at first.

Ema looked over at Luna, wondering if Luna's presence out of Ace of Spades was actually a good idea let alone her leaving the house. She knew very little about the Mira family, however she knew that a third of the Caravan's occupants were more wise in the ways of medicine then her. "Are you sure it's a good idea for Luna to be out here? Wasn't she shanked through the ribs two days ago? Shouldn't she recover quietly at home?" Shirain chuckled in response. "If it was just a shank it wouldn't be a problem. Also I think the shank was three days ago. Luna's actually been working nonstop the past week or so."

Zina looked at her elder sister as she tried to recount the various injuries. "Right, started when she came home from a larger job, that was mostly just her stamina as she was still walking. Then there was the day she came home from fighting a holy horse, that mostly busted her shoulder. The next day she was just unlucky and a sword fell through her knee." Ema raised a eyebrow as that part seemed to be very confusing. "How does that just happen?"

Luna shifted her arm explosing one of her emerald eyes to be visible. "Bandit rushed me from behind and I shot him into the sky with terrakinesis. He dropped his sword mid air and when I got focus on him I caught him, but I didn't see the sword until it was too late. Also it was a magic sword that increases sharpness at the moment of contact that harder it hits something. Missed the bone but still hurt." Zina shuddered slightly at the thought of her sister being pierced by such a sword, but was still nonetheless impressed by Luna's adventures. "The next day, I think she went to a casino keep threatening and unwanted customers out for good. She managed to scare them off, but even then she took a shot from torrent bullet. Cracked a few of her ribs and gave her a horrible concussion, sprained knee. The day after she was trying to stop a bunch of birds from ravaging a farm."

Ema looked confused at how the last one was compared to the rest. "That one doesn't sound so bad?" Luna chuckled a bit as Zina had undersold the job. "They were a murder of three foot tall fire crows, and their five foot tall big mama managed to crash through one of my attacks and into my fist from a nosedive." Ema clicked her tongue. "Ah."

"Then the next two days Luna spent engaged in a constant battle with a sweatshop that targets and kidnaps children who possess crafting skills. The detective on the case got wind he was coming to Ace of Spades, and let me tell ya, that stitch magic really left a number on Luna's back. Followed by a few days ago when Luna was fighting off six men in a bar. Only walked away with a stab wound from a Fae Silver blade and a few sprains."


"That was after a job. I was in Motor city, my client lost a prototype vehicle and needed me to retrieve the vehicle. But he met me in secret at the bar, and some jerk didn't like me leaving without letting me buy him a drink, things got handsy, he ended up on the floor, his five friends came in. Also the knife was plated Fae Silver and it was rusty, so bad for infections, but the magical poisoning was low." Luna explained. Ema seemed to only be more confused by the last one."Isn't Fae Silver illegal?"

Luna sighed. "It is. A rare but dangerous metal only found in Seven, one cut from the stuff and it shuts off Fairy Magic. But that doesn't stop the criminal underworld from distributing it. Some peddlers say Fae silver is some form of enhancement as well, but that's a lie. Luckily I was able to get patched up until I was able to heal myself." Ema nodded, however the last point only seemed to confuse her all the more. "So if you are able to heal yourself and you were even treated by your mother prior to this trip, how are you so, beaten and worn down?"

Shirain chuckled a bit as the question seemed almost foolish to ask. She was used to explaining the common drawback of healing magic at this point. "Simply put, healing magic isn't undoing injuries, but helping along the natural processes. Which in turn also rely in part on the stamina of the body, and can drain in varying amounts. Fact is even if Luna was eating right, which I doubt,  not to mention healing isn't always absolute, some injuries need to finish healing naturally. On the surface Luna's skin is flawless, also probably due to her God Slayer magic enhancing her skin. On the inside, Luna's still a bit beaten, torn, and probably still needs to eat more."

Ema gulped, slightly nervous as she was going to ask one last question. "So, is it a good idea for her to be working today?" She said as she recalled the reasoning for Luna to join was that she was already planning on a trip to Rose Garden. Leon and Ema were already on their way to Rose Garden. Leon's artwork was one of few on display in a gala for upcoming artists. On their way to Rose Garden, they stopped in Ace of Spades the day before to visit Luna. Luna was already in a bad condition at that point, despite getting a little better the next day she still insisted on joining the caravan on the way. "So, is it even safe for you to work?"

Luna nodded as she removed her arm from her face. "I can hold up for a few hours at a time. I got enough energy for that. It's nothing threatening, just modeling for Olga. She always has something, I mostly get the ones her favorite doesn't fit for one reason or another." Zina snickered at the thought. "C'mon Lu, you're not exactly the chopped liver, you're the underdog. Gaia's been flaunted around for a while, everyone knows her. You're fresh, new, upcoming. You could easily surpass her if you put your back into it."

Luna sighed as Zina was restarting the same debate they had when Luna occasionally modeled a few times for Olga. Her goals in life don't require fame, she merely wanted to support herself and those under her care. "As shallow as it sounds, I am only doing this as I can't do much else for jewels right now. I don't care about the spotlight, or usurping Gaia. I have nothing but the utmost respect for her as a fellow guild member, a bookworm, and a woman. I don't seek to take away anything form her. Besides I'm more likely the 'side girl' that puts on the stuff that Gaia doesn't for one reason or another."

Ema looked slightly concerned at Luna, after hearing about how Luna went back to back on dangerous work followed by Shirain's explanation, she had to wonder why Luna was dancing around with her physical and probably mental limits. "Are things that tight?" Luna managed to nod slightly. "Zina got kicked out of the previous school, having trouble finding her a decent job in Ace of Spades, paying tuition for anywhere else is immense. Then there's Solaris's bail. Even if I stopped paying her bail I'd still come short. Then there are the other expenses, like rent, food, Zina's allowance, maintenance of the family home, Leon's allowance-" Ema seemed to be caught slightly off guard by the last one. "His what?"

Leon thrashed the reigns causing the horse to speed up out of fear. "Anyways, I do have some stuff leftover for me. At the end of the day I can't deprive myself." Luna sighed as she sat up, grabbing her bottle of water and taking a long sip. "You poor girl. Seems like you're stuck playing both parents-" She bit her lip as she realized as he witting next to Shirain. "No offense." Shirain shrugged it off, she couldn't really be bothered to object as it wasn't completely wrong. "Fair enough. I never really existed to the Fiore government and what little they have is a lie. Sorta hard to be a legally dead parent these days. Besides I do try to help, it's just, I'm not ask, versatile philosophy as Luna." Ema sighed as she was starting to wonder why nearly everything being required some form of deep knowledge to understand.

"What does that mean?" She inquired to the group. "In plain language." She firmly demanded. "My mother is more pacifist then me, truer to the Vishda ways. She's only reactive. Also before you ask, it's dangerous for either of us to open a healing clinic. Those rarely end well, Nature Fairies are nearly extinct for a reason."

The Caravan made it's way through Rose Garden, and eventually came to a stop. Luna slowly stood up as she walked towards the backdoor. "This is my stop." She said as she picked up her water bottle. "Leon, Ema, I look forward to seeing you on the weekend. Zina, make sure you're home by ten tomorrow, mom, make sure Zina has no idea what you're doing and that she's home by ten tomorrow." Zina grumbled. "Alright mom I will-" Zina said in a sarcastic tone until she cut herself off realizing she was near their actual mother. "Sorry."

Shirain chuckled as she thought she couldn't really be offended, she knew Luna had to step up long before she should have. "Don't worry Luna, I have a feeling the night might be over quick, it's with a demigod of speed-" Luna waved her hand not wanting to hear any more details on the subject matter. "I don't need that image in my head. As brief as it is."

Luna slowly stepped out of the caravan and looked across the street towards the almost legendary shop, Olga's Boutique. Luna felt an ominous feeling on the back of her neck, the dark scar her long her covered tingled, a sensation that normally came right before some sort of danger. She swallowed some spit as she knew it was too late. "She already knows. Somehow."

Luna slowly crossed the street as she prepared herself as she made her way across the street and towards the shop. When she approached the door she slowly opened the door and walked in, looking about keeping her senses sharp as she recalled her previous experiences. The first time she was picked out of the sky by net and taken here as Olga did not enjoy the sight of a floral dress. The keen senses of the woman scared Luna at times as Luna was five inches tall flying through the air at the time. The second time Luna was returning to pay for the dress the first time, and she barely remembered a word Olga said from the moment the first dress was paid for until she was led into a back room being fitted for a little black dress.

That was when Olga gave Luna her card and said that Luna would be back to model. Not if she wanted, should, or could, Olga seemed to knew Luna would be back.

As Luna looked around, she was trying to remain vigilant. She was about to speak when she heard a voice from the back room. "Luna darling, it's about time you came back. Come come. I've been waiting." Luna as she was starting to worry as she had barely entered the store. She nervously walked through the store towards the back room, opening the door and closing it behind her as she entered. "How'd you know it was me?" She asked partially afraid to hear the answer.

Olga who was sitting at a desk sketching out a design still didn't move her eyes. "Because no one else uses that drab perfume, a lower end cherry-rose floral scent, a Minstrel import. La fleur séduisante. Don't move darling, I can't have any fluctuation in light. Translucent fabric is very delicate to design, especially around your mid section."

Luna did not want to intrude on the diminutive woman, but was slightly confused as to why she was working on something so critical that she couldn't risk interruptions but told Luna to enter anyways. Luna felt slightly nervous to breathe as she watched the diminutive woman's hand move along the canvas. However something clicked in her mind as she thought about the wording. "Wait did she specify mine? Also how'd she recognize my perfume from far away?" This period passed until the woman put down her pencil, took the sheet of paper and rolled it up, putting it into a case before marking the case, and placing it in a drawer on the desk before getting down from the chair and proceeded to walk over towards Luna.

The lady sighed. "This is one of your 'off days' isn't it Darling? Here to model as you have nothing else?" Luna was slightly astonished by the woman's intuition and analytical skills.  "How'd you know?"

Olga seemed to focus on the outfits she had left on the mannequin and various ones in storage. "I've worked with mages before, you walk in with bravado but it's clear as day you feel like you got hit by the train you road in on. Also I've seen your attire choices, you prefer a short skirt or shorts coupled with a short sleeve top and more durable footwear typically in this region. fact that you walk in dressed in that awful outfit probably meant to conceal your body language says it all." Luna felt slightly creeped out by the analysis.

"Oh, you can tell. It's true I've been, working hard lately." She said slightly sheepishly. "But there's nothing wrong with me on the surface, my skin is as flawless as ever. Actually even more so, since last time I was here I became a god slayer and got enhanced skin." She tried to keep up a positive tone, despite knowing the back of her neck isn't photo worthy. "But if you got no work for me, I understand."

Olga threw a small box at Luna concealed at Luna who managed to barely catch it. "Darling who ever said that, I always have work for you. Change in the back. There are twenty three products of a few lines you are modeling for. Some made with you in mind, some recycled that might work better on you then other models. I expect to get through seven today from you. Today is a great day, two birds with one handful of feed." Luna was slightly concerned by the wording near the end. "Two birds?"

"My favorite model and the new fae in one day." Luna's golden heart nearly skipped a beat at the clarification. She seen Gaia plenty of times around Ace of Spades and the guild hall, and they have become acquainted through Lacbook, but she never formally met the woman and in her element nonetheless. Luna always knew there was going to be a possibility that the two would meet in this place, but formally meeting here while both working as models seemed to make Luna nervous on how the relationship would be. She did not want to come off as a hostile rival, but she was concerned on how it would appear.

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Luna took a moment to follow the advice her father often gave her when something had caught her off guard. "Calm down, breathe, ground your foot and recall the surroundings, how you got there, and what can you do?" Luna recited the mantra in her mind as she was starting to ground herself in the fact that she never heard of Gaia being petty at all. In fact Luna struggled to find a bad rumor about Gaia when searching through her own memories. She took a deep breath as she was starting to feel more confident about the situation. She took a deep breath as she was about to get over her nervousness.

However in her slight meditative state she was not focused on her senses of hearing, magical energy, or life force. Which came to be a slight shock when all three were triggered at the somewhat familiar voice of the one and only top model and Ace of Sabertooth, Gaia Saiban. The human formed Nature Fae was startled in the instant as she suddenly sensed the magic energy and life force of the woman that approached her. She was stunned for a moment by the beauty of the woman. "No way this woman had twins. Although the life force does not lie, but her magic power though, not quite what I was expecting. Then again that doesn't matter too much." Luna thought as she was almost speechless before the woman. However on a double take Luna was a able to sense some scarring along the back side of the woman in the form of feint spots where her life force was slightly dimmer.  

When the woman had introduced herself and offered her hand Luna accepted and reciprocated the handshake. "Pleasure to meet you as well, and I was the only fairy of my tribe she was able to net out of the sky, literally... many of my Fae tribe prefer anonymity and thus avoid the spotlight. I was running late to a gathering arranged at a local hall so I was in my fae form before getting there as my wings would be faster, and one thing let to another after being netted." Luna chuckled s bit.

Quickly after the two were ushered towards the changerooms, told to get prepared and  that Gaia could be of assistance if needed. Luna thought that things wouldn't get any more awkward as she followed Gaia to the back changing rooms. However the universe truly was not her friend today as Gaia asked one of the questions that she was aware was foolish to hope to avoid. She took a deep breath and decided to be honest. She could tell by Gaia's demeanor that this place was more sacred to her then a church to a priest so she chose her next words with great caution. "Well this place is, refreshing and relaxing compared to the week I had, and at least I get paid for having a little enjoyment. Normally I do about two or three jobs a week but last week was one hell after the other. Granted getting stabbed by the element that is so toxic to fae it has a 98% chance of being lethal from a prick would make anything look better. Just glad it was a plated knock off. Did about six jobs last week if I recall, all S grade."

Luna rubbed her shoulder sorely as she recalled the brutal week she had. However remembering the plated knife she wondered about her ability to transform. The poisoning should have worn off by now but Luna wanted to be certain. She put the box down containing her outfit. "Should probably check to make sure I can access my Fairy form later. Gaia Pincer should do the trick..." Luna accidentally thought out loud before she rolled down her left sleeve. She pressed together her right index and middle finger together as dark purple rocks formed with a sharp tip. Luna gently pricked into her arm before retreating her fingers.

Luna watched as blood started to trickle out of the wound, Luna waited a moment before seeing that the blood was indeed sparking under the light. She quickly pulled a tissue out of her pocket wiping her arm before it glowed in a soft pink light healing up the small wound quickly. she then wrapped the tissue around her rock incased fingers so as the spell dispelled she was able to bunch up the tissue and dispose of it in a waste bin without it making a mess. Luna took a moment to admire the healing magic's work coupled with the goddess slayer magic. "Well, gotta admit being a renowned healer and being a goddess slayer with earth element makes maintaining flawless skin easy. Also looks like I'll be able to change forms later. Worst case scenario my ribs just get a bit sore from the breathing."

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Luna was almost taken aback by the sheer concern of Gaia. Mostly for the fact that someone who worked the books for Sabertooth would be shocked that someone worked back to back, and that Gaia was so dedicated to her safety. Luna always strove to be able to take adequate responsibility for her life and take care of those in her care. Luna had strengthened her body. soul, and magic so she was able to handle the tough jobs. there always seemed to be an abundance of the higher grades though. "Gaia, I really appreciate your concern. I just got a lot of responsibility, and it's not like I always want to go it alone, just not many members go for S grade or decade levels so usually they are left and I take what I can get to support my kids."





When Luna approached the change room, she followed Gaia but walked into an adjoining booth. Luna undid her concealing beige and grey outfit. Placing both of them down folded up before she took a deep breath opening the box containing her own outfit, surprised that it was not in one piece, but actually in several. "I... think I got this." She responded to Gaia after being asked if she would need help. Luna recalled seeing such attire before, mostly among Desierto designs so she had a general idea on how the outfit worked. Luna slowly put on the outfit, straightening her long skirt before noting the various accenting gold jewelry for her arms and the tiara. Luna had checked herself out in the mirror  in the booth, admiring herself and really being greatful for the fact that her skin was flawless otherwise she might not be in this outfit for long. Luna picked up the chakram confused as this was arguably a weapon instead of a aesthetic choice. "Wait is this for fashion or is this for mages going to battle in Desierto?" Luna had to ask as aloud for a moment as it could fall either way.



Luna soon pulled back the curtain shortly after Gaia  "Sorry, all the gold that goes into this outfit is intense and there's always more... I feel like I ran through a jewelry store." Luna admitted as she was slightly uncomfortable wearing such lavish and less conservative clothing, however a glance over at the other model who was clad in another Desierto style dress that by comparison made Luna feel like she was dressed in a parka when she tried to compare. It took almost all her self control to prevent her jaw from dropping or blushing.  "Wow... damn... She can really pull that off... not to mention looks a bit quick to pull off." Luna thought to herself.



"Wow Gaia... you look amazing!" Luna said as the two were on their way to the modeling studio. Luna looked around the modeling studio, following Gaia to the vanity sitting in the adjoining vanity. Luna waited her turn, trying not to be distant but also not trying to be a bother either. "Earlier what you said about my tribe being excited for a fae model, other fae might but not my own tribe. Especially due to an, incident with the media long before Olga had me as a model even after her lawyers warned her not to. But hey I'm glad for the chance though, hard to find work and have a down time day. Especially when i got basically four children and no partner."



She sighed and took a deep breath as she composed herself. "All of them are adopted, well except for technically my sisters but I am guardian of one and the life line for my elder half sister so I count them since I basically make sure both of them are clothed, fed, and not in jail. Then there's Neptuna, a dear sweet mermaid. When I found the poor child she was being  barraged for crimes that are utterly impossible, I kept her around unable to find a place to leave her and she just got attached. Then there's the, delicate case and main reason I didn't go into retirement. Mai." Luna let her thoughts wander on the subject before trying to compose it. "A mere child raised by a human hating god, when I met her she was having a mental breakdown in magnolia clearly suffering from the aftermath of neglect and psychological abuse. She doesn't even realize she's human. I... couldn't let her go without someone to turn to, aside from the guild, a place to go, someone to run to and feel safe." Luna confided. "Unfortunately relearning everything isn't easy for Mai, at the moment I'd say O have no more sway then the monster does from his grave... at least I suspect his grave... But yeah, my elder sister has racked up so much debt a fifth of all my job earnings go right to creditors, my younger sister has been kicked out of school following a bad incident with another mage parent and I  can barely afford tuition elsewhere. Then I somehow end up with the hyperactive Mai after whoever goes on a job with her loads her up with candy. I have to hire magic cleaners to restore lightning and water damage out of my house weekly! and she doesn't even stay there for more then a few nights! Then when I ask for a memo not to dump her back on me after loading her up I get told 'oh send a memo to Gaia and she'll put up the notice', well I sent her a Shirain damn memo five times and what do I gotta do? Send smoke sig-" At this moment in her rant, Luna finally realized she was ranting, and remembered who she was ranting to, and quickly bit her tongue. "Oh, sorry, didn't realize how much I had bottled up there... Normally it's barely tolerable but last week I was in a bind so it was back to back S grade and I couldn't risk taking the girls on any of them and yeah. Sorry, I know you're still incredibly busy yourself with your own family life and work."



When Gaia was done Lelia had turned to her and Luna took a deep breath calming herself down again. "Just the makeup honey, my natural hair might be a bit better for this." Luna requested of the woman, calming down and let Leila work on her applying makeup.


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Luna was almost expecting a meltdown or some other negative response, but was almost astonished that Gaia was not just understanding but was outright supportive. Luna was not sure what would have happened as she rarely had a chance to interact with Gaia directly. She could have easily anticipated the talk about waiting for others and truthfully Luna did, whenever she claimed a job she always gave a window of time to let her know or meet up with her before she leaves for the job, but last week wasn't her week. However she was more then grateful that Gaia was sympathetic to her plight. What really blindsided her was the offer to sponsor the children into schooling. "Thanks Gaia but you don't need to go that far... just it's on me and just going through a rough patch." She said as she crunched the numbers in her mind on the tuition for all three, as she had never considered applying Neptuna to a school yet. "Although, now that I think about it I might need to do fourteen S rank jobs next week to keep up-" As soon as she said that the reality of the weight had seemingly struck her like a sac of obsidian bricks.

"Although... I do have an option out. I applied last week for a position with Sinclair Mining Company. They have an opening for Director of Human Resources and I applied. Four days a week and I really only need to be in their one day if I delegate it right." She sighed as she doubted her chances due to a bad history with Serilda Sinclair, one of the board and leader of the Rune Knights. However one of the points that she strongly disagreed with Gaia on was about abandoning her sister. "As for Solaris, it's against my religion to abandon family that has not betrayed their blood, unlike Hakor, Solaris never intentionally betrays her blood."

When the Sabertooth mages were done with their preparations, Luna followed Gaia out towards the photoshoot set. Luna was starting to feel her typical regret when it came to approaching a model shoot.. She looked around at the equipment, noticed the lighting as she started to fee incredibly anxious and self conscious about going through with being a model before the fleeting sensation passed as she was starting to calm herself and restore her balance. However as Olga approached the two models, Luna could feel that anxiety start to creep back up again. No matter what she did she always seeemed to fall for Olga's next move.  After Gaia had answered Olga on the expensive cloth and design.

Luna wanted to chose her words very carefully, as she was afraid of offending Olga by mistake. "Well, I feel like I'm ready for a Desiertian beach party or an audience of the royal palace. That and seems to bring to mind a memory of a Desertian ambassador who said he'd pay a fortune to see me like this... wait was it a fortune or eternity? I can't remember, I stopped paying attention when the hostess had him removed." Luna explained, however speaking from her heart lead her slightly astray as she broke her train of thought chuckling awkwardly rubbing her neck. "However I feel like these outfits are too filled with gold but that's probably just me never really having a lust for gold. I don't personally mind the skin though." She explained in more depth as she was trying to finalize her opinions in a more refined manner.

"As far as color scheme goes, works well, and I see you got my notes about the shoulder blades." She said stretching her arms sideways as she recalled explaining her wings out to Olga especially when Luna partially transforms extending her wings and how Luna tries to customize her outfits out so her wings can extend out without problems. "Although I won't be able to partially transform much today. I only recently recovered from Fae Silver poisoning and I should only do all or nothing today. Don't worry too much it was a plated knife to the thigh, nothing serious."  She said before she turned towards the set looking around, glad that it was not overly complex. After seeing the, exotic nature of Gaia's outfit she was starting to wonder if this was just a modelling gig or something more.

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Luna felt uncomfortable as Gaia started to mention the idea on cutting out her half sister. During her brief history a Guild Master she had to make a number of hard decisions but when it came to her own family she was heavily crippled by the bias. Luna grew up desperately trying to stay with and hold together her family no matter how hard things got. It was a difficult decision to excommunicate one member and Luna could feel part of her die inside that day when she made that decision no matter how justified she felt that she was.

However she sighed as she once again focused on hiding her own stress shoving it deep down as something else had demanded her attention. She listened to Olga rant on about how Gaia suffered a multitude of injuries herself and yet still shown up to model. "Luckily my skin is practically Goddess Blessed... Can't retain cuts or bruises except for dark magic ones like the one on my neck. All injuries are internal at best."
She said watching Gaia get to work as a model and was almost astonished by how natural Gaia was at this craft, it always took Luna a moment to build a facade to act upon. There was a moment where Luna stopped to think as she looked at her own hand and start to wander on herself as she thought of how she got incredibly skilled at putting airs, walls, acts even when she felt like she was bleeding out with someone trying to tear. Whether it was the recent confession and the following analysis or whether this question was building up all along Luna could never hope to even come close to knowing.

"Is this all I have become? A set of characters on a turn wheel that I can access at any time? The great Nature Fae, the former Guild Master of Aurora, adopted mother of several. I lived my life rising up to the challenges and persevering through a hell of always having the short end of the stick driven right through my chest. Has overcoming them truly strengthened me? Every day I switch facades so others can be assured, but is Gaia right? Am I just driving a knife into myself so others benefit. For the last decade I had to take on my mother's duties to the family, has that actually been dragging me down?"

Luna snapped out of her internal monologue as she heard Olga call on her for her to model as she followed Gaia out to the set, sitting in the chair next to Gaia as she sat down, crossing her legs at the shin as the joints of her folded left fingers lightly touched her chin as she gave a slight seductive smile, faking an air of authority in power getting in the mindset of a devilish queen before her subjects.

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Luna felt strange as Gaia was helping her adjust to the various poses in the Desiertian themed attire. While the idea of flaunting beauty seemed to be almost a contradiction for Luna she did find dressing up in the outfits to be fun. It took the fae some time to learn to pose as her actions became less wooden, she admired Gaia's confidence and almost fluidic nature before the camera. Luna was almost shocked that she heard a rumor of Gaia being shy when she seemed to be completely natural before the camera. While Luna was amazed with Gaia's ability to incorporate her own magic into her modeling, Luna respectfully held back mostly cause of the theme, and the nature of her own magic was difficult to work with.

Eventually when Olga said it was time for the new outfits, Luna followed Gaia with apprehension and excitement as she was starting to wonder what exactly Olga had in mind for the next set. When Luna removed her Desertian attire and jewelry she neatly folded them away before opening the next box and gasped. "Shirain no, is this what I think it is?" Luna said before she sifted through the attire and relented, at least going to try to wear it. She started with the dual colored high-low dress, while on the front it with a rather deep V-neck. Luna slipped on the dress and straightened it out before wrapping around  the purple obi and tying it onto herself. She would slowly slip on the dark stockings before slipping her feet into each of the spiked heels before before she pulled out the last of the outfit, a pair of long fingerless gloves before putting on the necklace.

She straightened out her attire and looked at the mirror before turning, looking as she herself found the silk dress comfortable. She smirked at the sight as all she was missing was a little makeup and the outfit would be perfect. "Damn, bet Akeya would enjoy seeing me in this, even of just a little. She slowly walked out from behind the curtain, her hand on her hip  still slightly grinning. "Well if I ever go dark at least I know who'll tailor my fall from grace. Either that or I feel ready to go undercover underground..." Luna said before suddenly she sensed someone unfamiliar enter the room, that is until she looked at the rather well dressed man enter the room. Luna swore she remembered the man from somewhere, until he said the name and everything clicked. She recalled the various articles and even the few video expose's that shed light with some data but there was something else.

As she bit her lip watching the sheer disrespect he shown to the other women her memory was gnawing at her. She knew there was something else she had forgotten. She was fighting the urge to slap the man right then and there but right after he said she had potential... that's when the memory started to become clear. "I remember..." She gritted her teeth as she looked coldly into his eyes, her normal warmth was gone. "Three years ago just as I was starting to work my way out of hell, you were there at the beginning, during my greenhorn days as a mage in Crystal Swan. You ruined a man who offered me a meal and saved my life, then the next day you spit in my face the next day calling me a worthless boy unable to touch one of your 'elegant designs', cause of you and your thievery, a good man and fashion designer has been ridiculed out after you bribed a notary and forged a letter in my name saying he harassed me countersigned with six alleged witnesses so if I ever said anything I'd look like a threatened victim, you ruined him and stole his whole line and turned things around so he was sued for plagiarism instead so bad he is in debt for six million, the one thing everyone thinks you didn't plagiarize, but I know what you are."

Luna folded her arms as the sound of her knuckles cracking could be heard. "So here we are, three years later. Guess I'm no longer 'some boy you slapped aside', here I am, 'a model of unlimited potential', please, you don't got a creative bone in your body. You're a con man, you slap together bits and pieces, talk them up, but I've seen more soul in a manufactured pair of socks then anything you got. Even if I wasn't under an exclusive contract with a non competitive clause, I would never, ever, leave Olga to wear the designs of some fifth rate plagiarist con who just mocked two amazing women I consider moderately close."

Luna looked Raoul deep in the eyes before she spat in his face. "I'd rather be naked forever then wear anything you stole or slapped together. No one with a decent eye can't see you don't give two shits about your work, just the green in your pocket. If I were you, I'd say what you wanna say, take care of any business, and make sure I never see you again. I'm no longer a helpless lonely girl anymore."

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Luna watched as the man before her was losing his composure in the wake of her confession. She knew that after all this time, he couldn't touch her. She gained strength, not just in a combative sense but in a personal sense. She was no longer afraid of bullies who abuse their power for their own personal gains, and was happy to watch as he began to fall apart right before her as the other ladies stood by her. She was not afraid to look at the man, not even caring if he drags her name through the mud as in her head she knew the truth and that was all that mattered. 

However Luna was slightly afraid as she saw the full depths of how far Olga went to protect her assets from scum like Raoul. She had to admit it was quite impressive how far she was willing to go and how prepared her means were. However she had to admit it was fair karma, waste time and effort with ill suited pursuits and get caught for the crime. Luna had a great disdain for plagiarism, especially in the creative arts world.

When he left, Luna felt pride as this time, it was Raoul scampering off bitterly, unable to touch Luna even the slightest as he was forced to accept his defeat with every step away. Luna took a deep breath as she started to slowly gain back her natural demeanor, no longer having a cold and piercing glare in her emerald eyes as Gaia approached and embraced the fae. Luna was honestly confused at first as she thought Gaia knew her well enough that simple money couldn't motivate every decision she made.  "Gaia, do I seem the shallow type to do anything for money? While true that was a primary motivator, I wouldn't throw away my integrity for it." She explained softly as she embraced Gaia for a long few moments before breaking off herself. "While my first encounter with Olga did technically occur when she abducted and subjected me to technically torture, what separates her from that trash is the soul, pride, and effort that goes into each and every work. I don't care if the next arse that barges in offers me a grand figure salary as I am more content to model for someone who truly breathes life into what they work." She explained her views to the more seasoned model. However there was a slightly more disturbing fact she was not sure that either Gaia or Olga picked up on at first. "That suit he was wearing, it wasn't even one of his own works. Why should I put my neck out for someone who walks around with the pride that he is the best but cannot even have faith enough to show off their own work on themselves?"

Luna sighed as she was trying to process the events that happened as she did not want to get in the midst of some fashion war. She was working for fun, not to try and join some other social landscape as she knew that there would be no winning if she tried to play the fashion game. Doing the job with Gaia and Olga was fun, and that's why she was here. She hated how others poked at her by suggesting she could be something big or try to upscale the current landscape but she was just happy as she is. "Besides, I am not doing this to be popular nor do I think you're a glass ceiling in my way. I am content where I am. After being shamed by the magic council even after they knew I was innocent of the crime, I learned that in life, fame is just a load of bull for nothing. It is too easy to fade and the highs run out faster then the upkeep is worth. Which is why I was content with just spending my life, doing good by my actions and experiencing life in a way I could enjoy, give or take a few burdens." She explained to Gaia what exactly she worked for in life. Albeit learning a lot from the experiences she had since she first left her home, she always knew a life of fame would be unfulfilling to her. "Besides, I also was famous for a week, I had to pose as a celebrity who was going on vacation, that was a blunder in of itself and a Freudian puzzle."

As Luna was beginning to calm down and restore her natural demeanor she began to slowly feel more and more ready to get ready to work. She didn't want to dwell on the past, especially since a dark chapter decided to rear it's ugly head recently. She would gently look around to see if Olga was ready to begin the next shoot. "I'm just about reeady to continue if you two are." She said as she was ready to put the past where it belongs.

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"If it wasn't for the brown and purple accents in our dresses I'd say this is quite the monochrome theme." Luna commented as she looked at the backdrop and the almost regal looking couch, with adjoining ottomans. Luna followed the more seasoned model towards the set and was astonished by the sheer flexibility of the sapphire haired woman to pose in such a manner and show little sign of discomfort. "Astonishing, you're really still that flexible? How'd you find the time in the day for yoga?" Luna said before realizing she was still yet to pose. She took a moment considering the scene and how she was dressed in quite the, dark style and the skirt was already a short length. She simply crossed her legs over the ottoman, letting her feet hang over twisted slightly so the blades did not scratch the furniture.

She took a moment to center her mind into an appropriate place, which almost scared her for a moment that the darkness was never far from the surface, almost like the freezing water beneath a thick crust of ice. She recalled the feeling as she watched her former mentor crumble out of existence after trying to backstab her, the sensation as she brought down her own brother, the exhaustion after she finally wrapped up the Seamoor family's sins. She leaned against the side, her elbow on the armrest as she raised her semi open hand towards her cheek as she leaned her head in. Luna was not typically know for a dark, controlling demeanor but she decided to roll with the contrasting theme and play opposite towards Gaia's seemingly angelic appearance. Her normally warm emerald eyes seemed to be cold, focused, powerful, accenting her slight devilish smile. It almost scared Luna how natural it was for her to be able to get into such a domineering mindset but then again she figured the outfit had some influence on her mind as well. She held the pose naturally as she waited for Olga to take her shots before moving.

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"Ah, I see. My elder one Neptuna is usually a bit more shy but I try to get her active. She's a mermaid but she does have a human like form she tries to pretend she likes. She prefers to turn me into a mermaid but that's not always something I can do."  She explained listening to Gaia's explanation of her daily life. However as she got to explain the other one she started to feel an apprension as she was almost terrified of Gaia judging her. "As for Mai, I prefer she sleeps in the guild hall given her, occasional tantrums. Much easier for me to go there in an emergency and not have any fallout affect Ace of Spades. She has a bad habit of having literal stormy tantrums, It'd destroy my house and probably hurt a lot of others so I gotta be careful. I do try my best, but this arrangement has it's flaws. Such as when I try to ground Mai, she finds a way to attach herself to a job. Honestly with her, I'm more concerned about the color of the lens she views world through. A human hating god raising a human child is dubious at best." She explained hoping not to be judged harshly. Luna felt she was doing her best given in this situation the child in question was empowered with a divine slaying power over storms, rendering her stronger then the average human even at such a young age. Luna was playing her cards close to her chest when it came to bringing up the child.

Luna could sense the energy playing off between the tarot sorceress and the veteran designer as they were in a level of synchronicity that Luna thought was a rarity in the world. Luna did her best to pose for the camera at the same time tried her best to match Gaia. Using her rare gift of being able to sense Life Force she was able to apply her extra gift conjoined with her memory of the layout of the room to be able to accurately track Gaia's movements as if she was staring right at her all the while not breaking any focus from the camera. While harder to do in a battlefield when everything can be chaotic and constantly changing in a moment, being able to trace someone sitting right next to her was a simple feat. With the level of proximity and the lack of a need to hold up any combat related guard Luna could be fully aware of even the slightest movements. 


Naturally Luna kept this fact to herself as it was not something she could imagine most people finding comfortable to know, even if it is interpretable when Luna explained how the ability helps in diagnosing injuries or other types of ailments. Through her senses she was able to see where Gaia was heading, trying to play into a more seductively dangerous image. Olga's sudden request did not bother Luna as she had a feeling it was coming as she ran through the options in her head of either mirroring or contrasting the predatory stance Gaia was trying to take. "Neither option seems too entirely pleasant. Either I embrace my inner lioness or my inner kitten. Outfit issues aside I would rather avoid the prey approach as that would just be, a bit too personal and I should try to keep a nice professional detach- okay I can't finish that thought with a straight face. Mirror it is."

Luna would move gently, keeping her dark persona as she transitioned it in her head. As a Nature Fairy Luna was attuned to all aspects of nature and could in turn emulate much of it, including traits of certain species. Luna kept the image of the lioness in her mind as she leaned forward, pushing herself off the couch towards the ottoman, slowly moving her feet aside as she would move them around, careful not to cut anything with the sharp blades on the back of her heels. Luna leaned forward, planting her hands on the middle of the ottoman as her feet hit the floor.

Her facial expression turned from one reminisicent of a mistress looking down on her subjects to that of a focused predator. "If she's going a bit higher this time, I'll take the low this time." She whispered before she would lean forward a bit. She moved her feet back, crossing her legs a bit. While her legs bellow the knees were obstructed by the ottoman, Luna thought it was alright as she did start off by showcasing the lower half of the outfit with the initial posing so it was about time to switch something to bring the other half into focus. She was taking almost a crouching stance ready to pounce. As Luna braced herself with the metal image of a lioness, one could almost feel the raw pride and power from her slender form as she radiated a different type of dominating presence, one based on a primal fury instead of a cold order. 

Luna adjusted her pose slightly, moving forward a bit to bring a closer view to the camera before she would make sure she didn't get her sleeves caught up or the pendant that came with the outfit getting tangled in the strings along the bust. She moved herself on an angle slightly towards Gaia to show off the gradual pattern of the longer back of the skirt as it slowly moved down into a brighter purple then white. She was trying her best to play at the theme of contrast, hoping that the inversion of taking the lower and a more direct approach this time would play as well in practice as it did in her mind.


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