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Marduk chuckled from his place at the bar. He was playing bartender at the moment, since Cloven had opted to end their session early today as well, so he had been forced wear a barely fitting uniform lest his bare chest make people uncomfortable (though really, it was most likely the act of the large man looking down on them that did it) and doing his part while the rest of his guildmates were swept up in the whirlwind of activity that the guild had become in the recent days. It was incredibly heartening for him to bear witness to results of their efforts against the "dragon". 

His mind went back to three weeks ago, and his expression morphed into a frown for a moment as he recalled the creature they battled. Despite popular belief - since that was what was being reported, that thing was no dragon, and the fact that it was in fact a created being sent alarm bells ringing. He was half tempted to ask the Magic Council to investigate the thing, but no. He wasn't welcome there anymore, and doing so may put his guild under excess scrutiny. He was certain they were already on [i]some[/i] council members bad side; the way they had handled the aftermath of the attack put some negative light on the Magic Council, and they seldom overlooked such slights against their perceived power.

He snorted. Of course they wouldn't - they're hold on the guilds of Fiore was strong, but [i]brittle[/i]. A small crack could break the whole thing apart, which is why they were so quick to fill in the gaps. But Fenixtear may prove to be a bit too big for them to cover up.

Well, he thought preparing a plate, time would tell eventually. For now, he probably ought to help Zenith. Really, the poor boy ought to be taking this time to adventure a bit, now that there was no shortage of Jobs available. The old man set down the plate and juice next to him, giving him a thumbs-up and a grin as another serving of fries was ordered.

His head turned to a the sound of yelping visitors to their guild as Lavinia tried to fill her quota for evil today, and he nodded in approval. [color=9e0b0f]"Good job Lavinia! Keep those oglers away from Gwen while I get her a shirt!"[/color] he said, giving the girl a thumbs-up as well.

As he made his way passed the bar, he took a peak at the board behind Holly. He contemplated taking one himself, but thought it would probably be best to leave that to the others. As of now, he was content with holding the fort while the others went off. Of course, it would be a different matter if they requested his help.

Marduk picked up the articles of discarded clothing belonging to his voyeur guildmate, and tossed it back at her.

[color=9e0b0f]"Well, if Gwen's busy, why don't you take Zenith along with you?"[/color] he said, rolling his shoulders. [color=9e0b0f]"Poor boy's been a bit hard up with taking missions lately, given how held up he is manning the kitchen. Something new might be in order for him."[/color]
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