[center][b][i][h2][color=red]Holly Vertila[/color][/h2][/i][/b][/center]

Perhaps the only glimpse that anyone could get of Holly was when she was at home. Her windows were shuttered, with an additional layer of curtains over them not just for paranoid security against anyone peeking through but to keep the inside of her home warmer. However, every morning, Holly took a peek through the upper story windows, and allowed a thin strip of the morning light to touch her face through the small gap as she looked down to the garden below. She did so because her bedroom window had a perfect view of a flower bush sapling that she had planted in front of her home, and every day she peeked, she could see it grow. However much she enjoyed watching the sapling grow, waiting for the day that it would bloom, Holly believed that if things carried on the way that they were she would have to stop. She only took the risk of peeking because she did so irregularly - today marked the eighth morning that she peeked, because it was the eighth morning in a row that she didn't have a quest to partake in.

It took some time before Holly left her home, not just because it took a while to prepare but because she knew that today was not going to be any different for the rest. Even if there [i]was[/i] a job on the board today, it was likely that someone else had already snatched it up, so there was no need for her to rush her washing, eating nor putting on her armour. The only chance she could get is if an S-Class job popped up, with her only challenger there being Grasidia - though she half expected that someone else would try and take even one of those, if they knew they could get away with it. By the time Holly was ready to go, over an hour and a half had passed since she had woken up, though she wasn't too concerned about the time; it was still early.

Those that worked on Holly's regular route to the guild never stared. Sometimes she could hear them talk a little about her whenever she walked the street, she was a figurepiece for a conversation starter, however they had grown too used to her to have their eyes set upon her every time she strolled past their shops and homes. It was the others that walked the street like her that gave her a variety of reactions in their gazes - a few feared her, most were curious as to if there was something happening that required such an armoured individual to be strolling through, and a rare couple had even questioned if she was some kind of special guardswoman. Those that spoke to her received equal conversation back, and each time, Holly made sure to mention Fenixtear, in the hopes that she would attract [i]some[/i] kind of business to the Guild. It never really amounted to much, however.

The guild was exactly as Holly had predicted it to be - jobless. Unfortunate, though at least it was jobless in maintenance as well, thanks to the efforts of her guildmates, who were already within the Guild. She briefly took a silent count of the members who were present, noticing both visually and from the conversation that the Guild Master wasn't around. Holly was not worried, as she knew Torys had a reason to be away from the Guild if she had to be, and instead took private amusement in the worries of her guildmates - an amusement that vanished as she saw Gwen stripping and then snapping at Felix.

[color=red]"Gwen, put your clothes back on and shush, the only thing [i]you[/i] should be looking for is some modesty. There is no need for your rudeness this morning,"[/color] Holly states, agreeing with Luke whilst frowning to herself beneath her helmet. Shaking her head, she made her way to a table of her own to sit down, and just observe the guild. She made sure to address Felix, mostly to ensure he didn't charge down Torys whenever she returned. [color=red]"Felix, she is most likely out and busy right now. She will most likely be back soon."[/color]