[center][h2]Damian Gerard|City of Crocus[/h2][/center]
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Damian reached the bar with little incident and scrounged around. He didn't find anything behind the counter, in the mugs or on the tables. A search of the second floor was just as fruitless and as he was about to leave, he saw a telltale shimmer of red from behind the mirror the barkeep was standing in front of. Smiling and mentally smacking himself, he asked the barkeep's permission to move the mirror who nodded and gave it. Sliding the mirror aside, the red lacrima that rested in a hidden cubby behind it shimmered brightly and Damian grabbed it with a grin. Carefully putting the mirror back, he placed the red lacrima in a pouch, bade the barkeep a thank you and farewell, and continued on to his next destination, a hotel known as Sabertooth's Refuge.

It was a place well known for harboring magical clients over the last hundred years and he thought it fitting that something would be hidden there. When he entered, it was as busy as he'd expected, but that didn't dissuade him from searching. He started in each unoccupied room, getting a list of them all from the inn keeper. When that didn't turn anything up, he went and got the permission of the inn keeper, along with another list, to search the occupied rooms. His third knock revealed an elderly man with the orange lacrima in hand. Taking it and thanking the man, Damian proceeded to the third location on his map, the pool and aquarium.

Upon reaching it, he groaned when he found himself faced with the yellow lacrima in the octopus tank. Getting the appropriate permissions, Damian used his magic to form an impromptu claw and lowered it into the water, retrieving the lacrima without anything to fear. He also saw another and, feeling like no one should have to dive for it, pulled it up and set it out as well. Securing the yellow lacrima, he set off into the pool area, heading up to get a vantage point to find his blue one.

No seeing anything on the slides, he sighs and leaves, heading to a restaurant called Chez Platypus to search for the blue. The host directed Damian inside and he was lead to the platypus they had for a mascot by a waiter, who walked away immediately after. Damian was confused, staring at the creature, the put two and two together after about five minutes. Petting the animal, it eventually opened it's mouth so he could grab the blue lacrima. Securing the lacrima and patting the platypus in thanks, Damian left then stopped. [color=FireBrick]"Green. I missing Green..."[/color] Reviewing the map again, he heads to a park, which contained a large statue of one of Fiore's past kings, where he saw the green lacrima on top between prongs of the crown. Using a Striker Blade to reach the crown, Damian adds it to the pouch and continues forwards while reviewing his lacrima. [color=FireBrick]"OK, so I have red, orange, yellow, green, and blue. That leaves...indigo, violet, and the rainbow lacrima."[/color]

Looking around, Damian landed in front of another hotel, this one where Fairy Tail had stayed during the previous Grand Magic Games a hundred years before and went in. Judging from the state of things, the place hadn't been stayed in since then, probably because of some stupid superstition. Digging around, he didn't have any luck at first, until he remembered the trick from the first lacrima. Snapping his fingers, he began moving mirrors and paintings until he found the indigo lacrima behind a painting of the then princess of Fiore. [color=FireBrick][i]Alright, two more.[/i][/color] Leaving the ruins, he headed to the one place he hadn't yet been to visit in his free time, the ruins of the old Doma Flau. 

Half of the place was rubble and what wasn't rubble was pocked with age. The old scoreboard still showed the final score of the games from over a hundred years ago and Damian stood still a moment, paying his respect to those who had come before. Finally, he took to the old tunnels that were still traversable, finding the violet lacrima in the old infirmary. With it secure, he carefully worked his way back out, wary of how insecure the place was. Upon reaching the exit, he headed for one more place, one that still bore the scars of an old conflict.

The gouge caused by the final battle all those years before still bore a strong magical presence. Damian could feel the familiar sensation of a soldier's respect rising as he searched, knowing that many brave men and women had given their lives here that the rest of the world could continue on. Finally, in a small crook between two pieces he found the last lacrima. Pulling it out, he summons another striker blade and rides it back to the new stadium, waving at the Indigo waiting at the ground entrance before landing and presenting all eight to the Games Master. [color=FireBrick]"I think the platypus was the strangest place to have to retrieve one from."[/color]