A slight dilemma

Takumi wasn’t usually one for so much brooding, only able to last so long before he had to move again and break whatever silence he’d been sitting in. Today, however, was different. He had something of a dilemma, and as he wandered the streets of the familiar town, he had to think.

The slayer lacrima he’d acquired was a recent thing, different from his previous dragon-granted first generation slayer magic. It was a god slayer lacrima, and it was powerful, if less offensively heavy than his previous magics. And by god, did he want to use it. But at the same time, was it worth it? He was finally back to the first type of magic he’d ever used and developed, and it sent nostalgia through him every time he used his ice on a job. It was fun to have his original magic back.

This lacrima could help protect him, though. Protect his children, his companions who had once journeyed with him through thick and thin. Power was a temptation not many could resist. But the question was, did he need it? It was enough of a struggle to answer he didn’t even notice when he was about to crash into someone, holding the iridescent coin in his hand.

Magnolia was worth the trip out here. The vibrant colors, the loud people, even random performers! It seemed vibrant and gladiia's only regret was she didn't have clothes to match the occasion. She walked out of a little café with a steaming hot cup of coffee, as she breathed it in the steam almost seemed to disappear completely, cooling the drink to luke warm. She smiled as she looked around her as she walked, wearing simple blue jeans, tucked in white t-shirt, and plain sandals in contrast to her business wear, she looked like she could blend in. Well besides the white hair, red eyes, and pointy ears. But as gladiia learned while in Fiore, guilds rarely attracted the mundane.

Still though, she hadn't figured out where to find information about her magic. Sure, the plumed serpent archives had treasure troves of information, but that was a one sided account. And in a guild full of power hungry psychopaths', she wasn't going to put too much stock in a account like that. She thought about about inquiring at this "Fairy tail" guild, but even with her hand wrapped up in bandage, she wasn't sure how well her disguise would work. She hummed, a bit more coffee should help her decision making.

She was about to take a drink when she felt she bumped into someone, the coffee cup teetering one way then the other spilling drink on her and whatever she bumped into. Looking down a bit, she could see it wasn't a it but who, a man? Yes she was sure, her nose was easily able to smell the...well it was something found in men and not women, but the name escaped her. "Well well, looks like you managed to ruin both of our days ser." Her tone much like a parent finding out their child ruined a nice dress rather then actual anger.