[b]Sable Rhodroth - [color=red]Wretched One[/color][/b]

He raised a brow at her actions before roughly rubbing his crimson mane. [i]If not here than where? Perhaps she wanted to go somewhere quiet but that would be crazy, especially if all they were going to do was take their clothes off.[/i] He twisted his lips in confusion before she continued on and handed his scarf to him. As soon as she did, he touched his neck and regretted that he hadn't paid closer attention to it. Though he had to admit that she was looking mighty sexy with it on. 

He chuckled at his thought and while he wrapped the scarf around his neck, repeated it to her. "You actually looked really good in it. I mean not too many people wouldn't but you looked amazing." Fixing the scarf so that the tails would fall on his waist, he couldn't help thinking that he looked ridiculous with the mix matched clothing on. 

With a smug expression of his own, he shot a spitfire at one of the back legs of Aiden's chair. "Ayee," he said, a straight-lined smile on his lips. "Welcome back, Ice Boy. But because of your dumbass pranks, I have this shit to get off my face now. Cyn says we should go to the Hot Springs to get clean together, you should come too. That way I can whip your ass in a verbal battle as well. My training has been super fucking hard, bet you never imagined I could set a tree on fire without touching it did ya?" 

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Far behind the Dragon Slayer trio, Cringle was looking on at Sable and Cynthia's antics behind the chaos. She scowled before bringing the towel in her arms closer to herself and walking further into the guild. "Just who the hell is she?

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Sable crossed his arms behind his head and headed off in the direction of the hot springs, ignoring the mayhem and the words of the Councilman as he strolled off. Though he had to admit that people talking ill of the guild was really enraging. If not for this tug at his heart that wanted to spend more time with Cynthia and Aiden's return, he would had taught that bastard a lesson or twelve about disrespecting the guild.