Sasha sighed softly. She understand dragon slayer politics as well as, and perhaps more so, anyone else, but she never really understood the… relationships of them. She didn’t see any reason for this slight hostility between Amaya and Zero/Zenoram. “You’re welcome” She said to Amaya, giving her a smile, although she was still a little perplexed. She studied the Dragon Slayer with a personality complex, before she responded. 

“Nothing, really. Its an expedition for a reason, but, well, it seems prudent to have dragon slayers in a place where a large dragon battle was once fought. Seems like a good precaution, wouldn’t you think?”

Sasha tilted her head towards yet someone else approaching her, studying him. Was he flirting with her? Sasha wasn’t exactly an expert on that sort of thing, and she realised that different cultures had different ways of speaking. Still, Lazarus response indicated that it had indeed be flirty. 

She reached out to lay a hand on Lazarus’s arm, giving him a smile, before she turned to Ferrin, “I’m sure Lazarus merely misinterpreted your words” Best to keep things civil, for now at least. “I thank you for the compliment, I often hear that expecting woman do tend to have a certain appeal to them.” Best to state she was indeed already claimed, and to try and soothe Lazarus, “Although I fear luxuries have alluded me these last few months, I’m pleased to hear that it didn’t damage my appeal” Word play. When had she ever thought she could be good at it? This wasn’t something she particularly enjoyed, nor something she believed she was capable off. She was just trying to avoid a brawl. 

“Its a pleasure to meet you, Ferrin. I’d gladly tell you anything I know about this mission, however, not much truly is known. I believe when we get there, something is going to happen. Information from 100 years ago is rather scarce, but I have tried my best to hunt up what I can. The disasters that have been happening… led me to believe that the island is involved, and what happened then. I believe that… there is only once chance to fix what happened then, save the island, and fiore itself”

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Jarvis sighed softly, the thought of Amelia in danger anyway stabbing at his heart, but what could he do? He just had to hope that she was safe. At Amelia’s suggestion of having Sam stay with Rose, Jarvis nearly panicked once more. He didn’t want to leave Sam, didn’t want to not be in reach of her. Even after all this time, he worried that something would happen, that they would lose her again. 

A wound that had barely began to scar… but then, some just never healed. He knew full well that the man that had sought to harm him, and his, was dead, and wouldn’t be coming back, but… there was still that fear. 

He paused a moment, quickly composing himself, before nodding. “A fine suggestion” 

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Michael looked down at the map he held, frowning slightly. He was sure that he had been going in the right direction, now… this City was confusing, and he stood in what he hoped was the main square, looking about. There weren’t too many high buildings, and he hoped to catch sight of… yes, there! A flash of red, small, but he made for it, weaving past buildings, keeping that in his sights, as it slowly became a guild insignia. Phoenix Wing, and it looked like he arrived in time. He sighed with relief, wondering what had ever possessed him to travel by himself here… 

And even why he was going. 

He paused, before he entered the base. Which seemed even more confusing the Dragon Fang, if that was possible. He hesitated, before taking abreath, and approaching a girl playing a harp. “Um… “

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