Lately, the raven haired Warlord had been taking a rather perverse pleasure from the incredibly easy tasks that she had taken upon herself to deal with. They were jobs of the simplest kind and yet she could not help but take a small measure of amusement from them. Today would be no different, she supposed and so the dark mage found herself travelling to the town of Clover and entering a rather lavish looking building. What was her objective for the day? To gain a wedding licence so that she was qualified to perform the human ceremony for others. Yes, it might have sounded strange for a marriage evader like herself to acquire an item such as that but the devious witch naturally had her own reasons for wanting it. What better way to find a lovely lady or two than by playing the role of an officiator?
It was not an overly difficult procedure either when it came to earning her licence and fortunately for both parties, the clerk who went over it all with her was actually a lovely red haired woman. It allowed Medeia to focus far more easily and her purple eyed gaze rarely left the orbs of the clerk, who did not seem to mind the attention all that much. They spent about half an hour going over the necessary details and another half talking about other topics. The woman before the witch was incredibly light hearted and seemed to love her job, which was rather sweet in the eyes of the dark mage. She appeared to know every last detail regarding weddings and Medeia prudently made notes as they talked. The angel might not have any plans of marrying herself but she wished to know all the facts in order to create the perfect illusion.
Once the conversation was over, Medeia was then asked to take a short test regarding what she had just been taught which the dark haired woman agreed to without complaint. She could have just mind controlled the woman into doing as she wished but decided to instead just complete the task the normal way. The test was a breeze anyway and she was finished in the space of a quarter of an hour, handing in her paper the moment she had finished for the clerk to grade. She was unconcerned about the results and soon enough, the clerk returned with a beaming smile on her face, handing over the perfectly scored paper, along with Medeia’s brand new licence.
Her task completed, Medeia stood up and was about to take her leave but with a small smile, she returned and asked for the clerks iLac number. With a chuckle, the two exchanged details, before the Warlord then actually made her way out of the building. Again, a simple job but one that she had secretly enjoyed and as she sprung her wings and leapt into the sky, the Co Guildmaster left Clover Town and back towards the Errings Rising castle, pleased with the days events.
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It was not an overly difficult procedure either when it came to earning her licence and fortunately for both parties, the clerk who went over it all with her was actually a lovely red haired woman. It allowed Medeia to focus far more easily and her purple eyed gaze rarely left the orbs of the clerk, who did not seem to mind the attention all that much. They spent about half an hour going over the necessary details and another half talking about other topics. The woman before the witch was incredibly light hearted and seemed to love her job, which was rather sweet in the eyes of the dark mage. She appeared to know every last detail regarding weddings and Medeia prudently made notes as they talked. The angel might not have any plans of marrying herself but she wished to know all the facts in order to create the perfect illusion.
Once the conversation was over, Medeia was then asked to take a short test regarding what she had just been taught which the dark haired woman agreed to without complaint. She could have just mind controlled the woman into doing as she wished but decided to instead just complete the task the normal way. The test was a breeze anyway and she was finished in the space of a quarter of an hour, handing in her paper the moment she had finished for the clerk to grade. She was unconcerned about the results and soon enough, the clerk returned with a beaming smile on her face, handing over the perfectly scored paper, along with Medeia’s brand new licence.
Her task completed, Medeia stood up and was about to take her leave but with a small smile, she returned and asked for the clerks iLac number. With a chuckle, the two exchanged details, before the Warlord then actually made her way out of the building. Again, a simple job but one that she had secretly enjoyed and as she sprung her wings and leapt into the sky, the Co Guildmaster left Clover Town and back towards the Errings Rising castle, pleased with the days events.
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