The carriage slowed to a halt and the familiar clamor of the city rumbled against his ear drums. His ears twitched followed with his eyes fluttering open as he stretched his arms to the ceiling of the carriage, letting out a loud yawn. Bert's hat was tilted downwards, covering Nolan's eyes until he removed it from his head. [color=00746b]"At least we have some evidence that we did kill him." [/color] Nolan muttered to himself as he kicked the carriage door open, stepping out of it and walked over to the guild. Today had been insane; he just arrived back home for the first time in ages and a Lightning God Slayer was wreaking havoc. Then the mission with three people he hardly if not knew at all against an s-class mage. He truly did deserve to have a rest. 

Walking inside the guild, he head towards the bar and slumped down with a barrel of beer next to him and a wooden mug in his right hand. After this he just wanted to sit down and kick back with a few cold ones. He knew he should've gone off with Fleo to Jamie's office, but right at this moment he just couldn't deal with people at the moment. All he wanted was to be alone with his thoughts and his beer...unless there was something that he was totally unaware of that would disrupt him from his moment of peace.