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[color=#B80000][b] “V[/b]ivian’s got the right idea. Hell, I won’t become a hero on my own.”[/color] He looked at Matt with a smirk. Team Fireworks always brought down their target, which is why he was confused as to why they wouldn’t allow him to take any S-Rank missions yet. 

[b]W[/b]alking up to Matt, Isshum punched the guy onto his thick shoulder, the thump of impact against muscle was pungent. He smiled with an almost infectious amount of cheer. [color=#B80000][b] “W[/b]hattaya say to letting me prove my worth? If I beat you or Hana make me S-Rank. You know you how the authority to.”[/color] He pulled his fist back and crossed his arms, a disapproving frown on his face. [color=#B80000][b] “A[/b]ll you need is an audience, an ass-whooping, and voila! I’m S-Rank and one step closer to being Fiore’s Hero! Natsu will be a relic and I’ll finally make my village proud of me!”[/color] 

[color=#B80000][b] “A[/b]in’t that right, Vivi!?”[/color] he barked loudly, peeking over the broad man and towards his comrade.

[b]T[/b]hat was when he picked up a suave—annoying—voice. Isshum turned in the direction of another white-haired male; weird considering he believed himself unique in that aspect. He could have cared less about the offer but to see Hana with him was enough to send him into action. They were several feet away. 

[b]H[/b]e walked to nearest long-table and kicked its edge, sending it twirling towards the pink-haired mage. With a snap, he stretched his flaming right arm outwards as he sauntered towards her in a straight path. A rather mischievous grin was on his face by the time she had dispatched with the table she would see it. Grunting, his flames roared to life and crackled, small ambers brightly floating from the heat source.

[color=#B80000][b] “H[/b]ana-taichou,”[/color] said the youth softly, devilishly. His flames stretched out from his legs but ultimately moved aside as drew close to them. The guild was quickly becoming a fireplace. [color=#B80000][b] “F[/b]ight me. Beating you will make me a hero. Or ... at the very least more renowned. The Wild Brilliance, he who took down the Last Samurai!”[/color] The effects was purely for himself, though he enjoyed sending fear, if not awe, into those that viewed him. 

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