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[centre][h1][b]Two months later[/b][/h1][/centre]
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[centre][b][h1][color=skyblue]Sasha[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Two months, never a long time, really. Yet a lot can happen in a day, and with sixty of them, who knew what could happen? Yet the last two months have been oddly calm, aside from building environmental disasters, increase in earthquakes. All of which, Sasha investigated. Spending time away from the guild, Sasha traveled far and wide, sometimes using teleportation lacrima, sometimes just traveling. Throughout it all, Sasha continued her research into finding Tenuru island, each quake getting her closer and closer, she thought, to the island’s location. While she wanted it to be a cross guild effort, looking for the island ended up being a sort of solo quest, both because it was tedious and also because...she wanted the time alone, or with Lazarus. After a few weeks away, Sasha was just returning from the guild, entering the main hall, she glanced about, smiling slightly. 

The two months traveling seemed to have taken a slight toll of the small woman, causing her to appear tired, and worn, but she seemed to have a softer look to her, one that didn’t make her seem weaker, but rather stronger, as she walked towards the bar, setting her notebook, battered and full of loose papers, down on the surface, sliding onto a seat, she glanced about her, to see who was in the guild hall, her mark was visible with the low-cut loose shirt she wore, her demeanor  slightly changed from the timid girl she was, even a year ago. She was wearing comfortable traveling pants, her boots practical for such, and her hair, longer with 2 months growth, was pulled back from her face in a pony-tail. 

Dust covered, Sasha didn’t seem to even notice the travel grim on her, instead she seemed quite comfortable in it, and she leaned back against the counter, facing the room at large, waiting it seemed for something, reaching for water and taking a sip. 

Beneath them, the ground rumbled, a small shake, nothing more, and Sasha sighed. By now, message lacrima would be reaching the other guilds, Dragon Fang, Riders Blade and Frenzy Plant high on her list. For what was to come, she knew, would take them all. 

[quote=A call to arms]
Greetings, Guild Masters. 

I hope you are up to date with the recent natural events happening. I have been investigating them, and have found, what I believe, is the source. I would like to extend an invitation to speak with you all, and see about a partnership, for the good of Fiore. 

Phoenix Wings “Ice Queen”, Sasha Shin. [/quote]

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[centre][b][h1][color=orange]Master Jamie[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Master Jamie stood in her now organised office, frowning over the neatness and...starkness to it, wondering why she had ever let Jarvis talk her into letting him organise it. Jobs to be approved now lined an almost duplicate version of the job board in the common room, member information was filed away neatly, contacts and other files separately, and on her desk stood individual shots of guild members, and a group shot of her own little family, which she had to smile over, her arms wrapped around both girls, Jarvis a constant, steady presence, arms around them all. She sighed. 

She supposed she could put up with the...neatness. Even if it felt alien. Surely it wouldn’t feel that way forever. It couldn’t, right? She frowned, and gathered some of her files, setting them on the desk, she read over the newest additions to it, contemplating it. With the rise in dark guild activities, Jamie had been encouraging members to work with the other guilds, trying to uphold the tentative relationships between the guilds, and perhaps make the link a bit stronger. 

With everything, Jamie was worried about that the most. What was the come...she was a little fearful. She shook her head, and leaving her office, she glanced about the guild hall, smiling as she noticed that Sasha had returned once more, an air of confidence about the girl that warmed Jamie somewhat. She remembered when Sasha had first joined the guild, timid little thing. The last years events had changed them all. Reaching up, Jamie brushed back her blonde hair, smiling to herself. 

For the better. 

She caught Samantha as the girl charged ahead, the young girl energetic and too unpredictable, twirling her around before putting her down, [color=orange]”now now, Sammy. Go find your sister, okay?”[/color] She said, glancing about to see the members that were at the base. 

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[centre][b][h1][color=tan]Time Lord[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Time Lord stood atop a building in Magnolia. The young man stood steady, his cloak billowing in the wind, seeming to be unaware of the imagine he was making, like that of an avenging angel, his brown hair flowing in the wind, his dark eyes surveying the city, as if trying to see it utterly and completely, taking in every detail that he could. 

He had always loved this city. The way it was, how it was laid out, the simple fact that it was...whole. Ever changing, but whole. So different...He sighed heavily, and made his way down from the building, landing on the ground smoothly, he began to walk, as he did so, he activated his newly learned archive magic. With all his research and knowledge, Time Lord had been trying to learn how to use archive magic,  in order to always have the accumulated research with him at all times. He walked, looking up occassionally to make sure that there was no one he was about to walk into, frowning to himself, as he made his way to where things were about to happen. 

He knew things had changed...but had they changed enough? Would he even know? the mere fact that he was still here was...troubling to say the least, and Time Lord was concerned that despite everything, he hadn't been able to change everything. Perhaps he had been too young, when he'd come here ten years ago...could he have truly understood everything, at such a young age?

He didn't know. 

Of course, things were different...they could truly be prepared. They were truly prepared, and he dispelled the archive magic, slipping his hands in his pockets, just another young person moving in the crowd, his sights set to Phoenix Wing.