[h1]TIME SKIP: 8th September[/h1]

[center][b]Jarvis[/b][/center]

Two weeks came and passed. The remodeling of the guild finished, showing two new floors, and an extension of the stables and training grounds, but the guild had a lot of its same charm. Jarvis seemed to settle into the role of guild master, and yet, still wished he wasn't. 

But right now, Jarvis had an important announcement for the guild, and had asked the guild members assemble on the morning of 8th of September, and it was time to announce the members who would be participating in the grand magic games, something Jarvis had been thinking about the last few weeks. 

Jarvis waited at the bar for the guild to assemble. 

[center][b]Penny[/b][/center]

As soon as Damian had returned, and after Penny had pretty much told him off for leaving when Mayt was unconscious, and essentially leaving her to take responsibilities of S class completely, she had gone off, after talking with Jarvis. 

Penny had traveled to the mountains, where she had first encountered Solias. When she couldn't find him, she waited in his cave. He didn't turn up for several days, and Penny was just about to return home, when he appeared. She was sitting on the very same bed she had woken up on, what seemed like so long ago now. 

Penny wished she had a camera, his expression was that comical. She rose smoothly, and said [color=f7976a]"Hello, Father"[/color] She stayed where she was, as Solias stepped into his cave, setting down a back pack that he had just slung off his shoulder. 

[color=ed1c24]"I told you not to come back, Penelope"[/color] He didn't sound anger, nor even disappointed, just resigned. 

[color=f7976a]"I know that, and for four years, I kept to that. I've started using it, father. Phoenix Slayer magic. But that isn't why I am here. A friend is sick, and I can't help them. I don't even know what's wrong with them."[/color] She tried to explain, but wasn't doing a good job on it. But Solias was having none of it, in anycase. 

[color=ed1c24]"YOU'VE STARTED USING THE MAGIC I TOLD YOU NOT TO?"[/color] Solias yell was piercing, and Penny winced as it made her head pound. When he had finished, and when she was sure he wasn't going to continue, she said, quite calmly, [color=f7976a]"yes. Because I'm tired of keeping a part of myself hidden. But more then that, It was required in protecting my friends, and people I consider family now. I will use it, if it will help them. I see I misjudged you, Solias. I'm sorry I bothered you. Good bye"[/color]

She stalked passed him, and was in the air before he said a word. Tears stung her eyes, as she felt rejected once more. She soared through the air, her speed quite fast. Why did she ever put any hope in others? Now what was she meant to do? She knew of no other Phoenix's, for all she knew, Solias was the last one. It seemed likely. 

With no where to go, she returned back to the guild, and tried to make it seem like nothing was wrong, resigned to things, watching as Jarvis waited for others to assemble. She sighed, not particularly interested in the magic games. She wasn't going to participate, she knew that. But she knew she would have to be there to represent the guild as an S Class Wizard. 

[center][b]sasha[/b][/center]

Sasha didn't do much through the two weeks, her body, mind and soul quite weary, and just resting mostly, although there were a few jobs that she chose to do. The morning of the 8th, Sasha rose and for the first time in days, she finally felt rejuvenated. She smiled to herself, rising, and getting ready for the day. 

Sasha had had to have a second guild mark placed on her chest, in order to get away with being her Edolas self. She had been mortified with it, but when they had returned home, she hadn't taken it off. Now, she bore no mark on her hand, but instead kept the mark on her chest. During the last two weeks, Sasha had gotten use to it, as well as the new wardrobe that was needed to show it off. Well, to show at least half of the mark. Enough so that people knew she was Phoenix Wing. 

So Sasha dressed in a dress that was lower cut then her usual attire, slipping on a jacket that could be considered a summer jacket, and a scarf, tying back her hair. She studied herself in the mirror, taking a deep breath, before heading downstairs.