[center][@Expolar][@hatakekuro] [b][h2][color=ed1c24]S[/color][color=f7941d]a[/color][color=fff200]y[/color][color=39b54a]a[/color][color=0072bc]t[/color][color=662d91]a[/color][color=ed145b]c[/color][color=ed1c24]h[/color][color=f7941d]h[/color][color=fff200]i[/color] [color=ed1c24]N[/color][color=f7941d]i[/color][color=fff200]j[/color][color=39b54a]i[/color][color=0072bc]k[/color][color=662d91]o[/color][/h2][/b] [/center] As soon as Rosalina left the cafe, the council member ordered herself a small latte and began to drink out in the sun, her pale skin reflecting the sunlight valliantly. But in as little as half a minute, there seemed to be quite a strench roaming around the smooth going cafe. It was the smell of alcohol... hard liquor and all. Sayatachi rarely goes for such drinks, prefering wine rather than beer or some other hard drink, but all she issued was a face of minor disgust at this. She turns around to see a man trying to be all buddy-buddy to Nolan on the opposite side of the cafe, with the latter getting quite annoyed at his presence. She begins to listen in on the conversation... feeling the rumbles of a possible conflict. While the man seemed to be friendly, again, it was blatantly obvious that he was completely hammered from the local pub he came out of. In a way, he was kinda harassing poor Nolan. [color=00746b][i]"Don't you dare get me wringed in this, old man. Do you have any idea how much property damage, no, how much trouble I would get my guild in? We're already under enough scutiny as it is in light of recent events with the council."[/i][/color] If only he still found Saya still sitting on the opposite end of the cafe. Regardless, the council woman continued to watch closely, preparing to end this confrontation if things get to hectic. [color=725039][i]"Worried about collateral damage? Don't worry, we can do this outside the city. Is that enough for you kid."[/i][/color] The man pushed his hand against Nolan to push him back a bit. [color=725039][i]"Unless you can't. Afraid you're not strong enough to control your magic?"[/i][/color] He quickly turned his head as he looked at the crowd and shouted [color=725039][i]"Hey girls, the kid here is a bit shy, want to help carry him outside the city so he can show us what he's hiding that shy expression of his!"[/i][/color] The fans didn't hesitate as they swarmed out from the crowd and pulled Nolan from side to side. Frye looked at everyone else as he announced [color=725039][i]"To the eastern outskirts of the city everyone, that will be where we will start the show!"[/i][/color] With the fan girls taking the lead, the crowd followed with Frye behind. Oh boy... who is that guy anyways? Some sort of retired announcer or something? Regardless, this was simply getting out of hand. As soon as she finished her latte, she followed in pursuit, lagging behind far enough so that she wouldn't get noticed by the drunkard. She was also curious on what was going on, and while she was still a bit pissed for Nolan almost blowing her cover from before, perhaps if she can save him from causing much more damage, perhaps she can gain a bit more respect from him. As soon as they got to the eastern outskirts of the city, the drunkard was already pushing Nolan a little further to his breaking point. He'll be snapping at anytime, like a time bomb or a stick of dynamite. It was simply only a matter of time... [color=725039][i]"Kid! We should be far enough! WAKE UP! You were going to show your magic power remember?"[/i][/color] the man announced to Nolan. He stood back up, teeth gritting as he tried his best not to kill the man at that moment. [color=00746b][i]"You want a show? Fine, I'll give you a god damn show! Now get the hell back before I blow you all to Kingdome Come!"[/i][/color] Nolan shouted at the crowd, giving them a word of warning before he actually let loose all of his magic. A sudden pressure overcame the crowd, a dominating pressure that felt like it would choke the average person and even some of the strongest mages into submission. Nolan had entered a stance as if he was bracing from impact; knees bent and arms held to his sides with fists clenched as tight as he possibly cold. His hair begun to move sporadically as if continuous gusts of wind were blowing through it and it only kept getting more violent as time went on, followed by a dark foresty green aura of magic twisting and molding into ink black ashes swirling around him rapidly. The ground beneath him was starting to crack and those cracks kept expanding and grew longer with each passing second, pieces of earth were starting to be torn and thrown in the air before crumbling from the sheer amount of magic power. Then it stopped and for that moment, there was a calm. The wind had calmed down and the ground was no longer crumbling beneath them. It would have probably disappointed many seeing as Nolan had only made large claims without anything to back it up. There was muttering with the crowd, some beginning to boo in dissatisfaction, but then there was only a deafness. A collosal tower of ashes erupted around Nolan, who was now screaming as he let loose an inhuman amount of magic. The tower of ashes kept on growing and growing, the roar of the dark mass swallowed all noise and soon all light. The column of ashes had pierce the sky, visable to the public eye of Crocus as a black mass of destruction. It had soon ended and the surrounding area that once Nolan had stood was gone, erased by the vortex of ashes. It looked like an apocalypse had torn through the outside of Crocus, but what was more disturbing was how dark everything was; the ashes had blotted out the sky. Sayatachi had to admit... this guy has a serious ammount of magic firepower at his disposal. But now it was not the time for her to stand in awe of this spectical. She finally walks forwards, her majestic and fancy regal-like clothing and hair, lighting up the crowd in front of her as they all stand aside to let her pass. She prepares her needles, checking to see if all were in good condition via feeling them with her magic aura. All seemed to be working well as she gingerly puts one into her dress... a needle tipped with blue. As soon as she passed the last row of people, she was directly behind the drunkard, and in plain view of Nolan. The crowd would be in complete awe of her presence as she stands somewhat ominously over him. [b]"It appears someone had just one too many drinks,"[/b] she announces loudly behind him, looking down upon him, [b]"Why would you care in wasting a tired magician of his magic? Go home sir, upon the order of the Grand Magic Council themselves. I would hate to get more involved with this then I'm already am..."[/b] [hr][hr] [center][@Caits][@Expolar] [h2][b][color=fff200]Samir Saron[/color][/b][/h2][/center] Seeing that Michael agrees, Samir smiles, pats him on the back, and the two head to a nearby cafe... And that cafe, just minutes earlier, was the same one the entire Nolan affair happened. It was already pretty empty-ish, with only a few people standing in line, or drinking from the seats. It almost confused the archer a bit, but regardless she didn't truly care for it. [color=fff200]"Hmm,"[/color] she wonders aloud, [color=fff200]"The place is usually more crowded then this... how surprising. Come Michael, let's get a drink."[/color] As soon as they ordered they began to wait for their orders calmly, while also chatting about their lives and so on. That was until Sammy needed to use the restroom. [color=fff200]"I'll be right back,"[/color] she says to the boy, [color=fff200]"Need to use the restroom. Can you get the orders if they happen to ready before I get out? Thank you."[/color] And with that, she calmly gets up and proceeds to going to the restroom.