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Post by Artificial Intelligence on Jun 14, 2010 18:01:46 GMT -5
"We don't make that kind of money. Much less than you think," said Zieg. Angel started to get more and more angry. He almost felt himself taking a swing at Devil. Angel took a deep breath very slowly. Taking at least ten deep breaths. Then, counted to count until he felt himself calm and normal. His face turn emotionless.
He looked at Devil, but no longer glaring as he was before. Angel turn his back to him and started to walk out before he could lose control completely. He wasn't happy to see Devil. Didn't like his personality or anything. Never once seeing things his way. Must be easy to be born with a silver spoon in your mouth, Angel thought to himself. Finally, he walked away and out of the bar.
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Post by Alphonse on Jun 16, 2010 22:31:48 GMT -5
As the few seemed to go their own way, Alphonse chuckled and yawned again, looking around him before he finally made his way to the bar once more. "A glass of strawberry milk please." He said, the glass soon slid to him before he took a sip and with a happy sigh began to drink the rest slowly. "I'll return the glass tomorrow before I get a mission. Sleep well Fairy Tail." Alphonse said, raising his glass before exiting the guild.
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Post by Shinjitu on Jun 18, 2010 21:43:41 GMT -5
There was a faint clicking as some one entered the bar which was still a place where arguments seemed to happen on more than one occasion. It's not something so bad but it was usually the people who lost their temper and destroyed the place that caused the most problems around here. His green hair swayed slightly underneath his hat, his squinted eyes looking around the room as if observing everyone in the place. He had only just gotten back from shopping for clothes and he was sure that absolutely no one was going to recognize him as the guy who sat in the corner hidden in a jacket. "Still as active as ever." He said, raising a hand as he shifted the tie on his suit and then used both hands which grabbed the cloth of his suit and he quickly pulled on it, ridding it of creases. He then wandered, moving to the bar where he sat down and looked towards the bartender with a smile. "Drink please."
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Post by Artificial Intelligence on Jun 30, 2010 15:45:46 GMT -5
The old man sits at the bar table. It obvious just by the looks of him he was beyond drunk. The old man stand at exactly four foot tall and going bald. His clothing on his body were just a bit too big for him. Though, he seems to be always dress like this. Despite being drunk and dress funny. He just ooze out a lot of charisma. This old man, the guild master of FairyTail.
The guild master knowing his name as the guild master is coming to close and despite how strong he is. He was beyond his prime. Though, that was not on his mind at the moment. The guild master had three pretty waitress on his side. In the middle of the table had a small glass bottle, spinning. The guild master was playing spin the bottle with the waitress. The bottle spins and spin, for almost seem like forever. Finally it stopped. However, it didn't stop on one of the girls. But, on a man in a suit with green hair. The girls giggle and eyed at him. The old man thought for a moment. "Um...." He mutter.
"So, what are you going to do, guild master," the old man was stumped and then it came to him. "Don't be si-lly! Thi-is bottla-low is MAGIC! It has chosen the next guild mast-ler! That man th-aer is the new master" said the guild master as he finally pass out.
ooc: srry for taking so long shin D:
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Post by Shinjitu on Jun 30, 2010 19:48:44 GMT -5
A smile came to the green haired individual's face when his drink finally arrived, a cold glass of soda which went good with a hard days work. He began to sip on it, feeling the cool ice against his upper lip as he drank only a little bit before he sat the glass back onto the bar. Yet in a quick moment both of his hands shot up to his face, his fingers clenching before he dragged them down, stretching his face slightly. "I can't believe I look like this now. That bastard, Angel." He said, running his hands over his eyelids as to clear anything that might be in them before he looked up towards the wall behind the bar. He was incredibly pissed off, the only good things that came from this new appearance was this strange feeling of power and being able to stand in the light. He was pretty much an unidentifiable person, no one would probably be able to recognize him right off the bat even with the location of his tattoo.
He was enjoying his time siting at the bar, he took another sip from his drink before he suddenly felt an overbearing feeling, as if multiple people were watching him. This caused him to shift slightly in his seat, looking towards a bar table where an old man and three waitresses were around. His eyes turned towards the bottle on the table, raising the question on just what they were doing and why the bottle was pointed directly towards him. Then suddenly the old man seemed to freak out, saying the bottle was magical and telling the waitresses that he would be the next guild master. It was only then that he recognized the old codger, he was the current guild master and he was stating that he would be the next one. The job that he was pretty much seemingly being force to carry now would probably bring new responsibilities. He just turned back to the bar, breathed in deeply and released a huff of hair before he took another sip from his drink. His free hand readjusting the hat on his head. "This place gets weirder all the time..."
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Post by Sphinx on Mar 1, 2011 9:53:42 GMT -5
Though the guild was always well lit, it still had its shadowy corners. For where there is an object light cannot go through, it casts a shadow as deep as the void itself. And within this very shadow, a figure moved out to the light. His hands shifted cautiously, straightening his personal effects, and tightening his trench coat all the more. The guild was noisy as ever, but the newcomer's footsteps need not be drowned in it. Each step he took was silent, as if he was stepping on thin air. His shadow always remained underneath him, as if to cast a patch of ground for him to step on.
His silent, but calculating eyes peered from deep within the crevice of shadow being provided by his obstinate headgear, coupled with the abnormal length of his collar, covering half his face. His eyes darted from one spot to another, but it caught the bar first. He recognized at least one, the guildmaster. His eyes narrowed for a while, thinking to himself,
The Guildmaster. . . [/color]
He shook his head, closed his eyes, and then, he heard something that caught his attention. A new guildmaster had just been named. His eyes widened in interest, a manic glint carefully dancing around them. He couldn't resist the temptation.
So. . . A New Guild Master. . .[/color]
He carefully slithered his way across the guild floor, his steps noiseless, but need not be, with all the noise that was going around them. He slipped himself on an empty chair beside Shinjitu, not glancing towards the man first.
"A glass of white wine, please."
He tipped the rim of his hat towards the waitress at the bar, and then without turning his head or his body, he glanced towards Shinjitu, his eyes silent, yet calculating as always. Beneath his trench coat's collar, his mouth curved into a rare smile, but one that is neither inviting nor callous. It was just a smile of interest, not that the man beside him could see it.
"The new guild master, are you now?" He shot a hand towards the wine glass being served to him by the waitress, his eyes fixated on Shinjitu. With his free hand, he opened a small hole on his collar, and downed the glass of white wine in one gulp, replacing the glass on the table as he spoke. His voice was whispery, and it has a sort of mistiness around it, like a shadow. It was without a hint of emotion, yet it was not offensive.
"Sphinx," Sphinx pointed towards himself, his own way of introducing his name to people.
His eyes gazed at Shinjitu calculatingly, as if peering right through the man's soul. He was scrutinizing the man beside him, waiting for the new guild master to respond to him.
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