Raijinslayer

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Oblivion666_{Shut up, it's not like that, I hate you!}

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Oblivion666Argus:*Growls, Bites down harder and adds his magic to it*

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Oblivion666Argus: *Bites patting hand*

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Oblivion666 Argus: *growls*

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Made a post, and Argus is somewhat taken with Cecilia. Not in love or anything, but he feels slightly more attentive to her opinion and reactions than others. It something that just came to me and feels right for the situation, only time will tell how this develops, if it even develops at all.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Argus Leandros

Argus was currently trying to thing of something to do, anything really, that didn't involve standing around like an idiot. Looking around, he spotted Cecilia in the ground and thought about asking her to dance. Then he threw the idea to the ground and smashed it like the stupid thing it was. He had just had it announced that he was possessed by a demon, so he very much doubted that she would do that, and he really couldn't blame her for that. But that was leaving him with little else to do.

You know what, fuck it, I'll ask. What's the worst that can happen, she rejects me? Stabs me? Looks at me like I'm an idiot/monster and tells me off? Hah, I've had that happen to me a whole bunch of times, so I'm sure I can man up and take it once more. Besides . . . maybe she won't mind. Argus convinced himself into doing this, unsure why he was fixated on Cecilia at this moment when their were other people around that might be more accepting, like the chick with a loose head, but for some reason his thought skept turning towards her. Maybe it was because she was the first one he spoke to, maybe he just felt like he should be nicer to her after wrecking her armor like that(even if he did pay her back), or perhaps it was . . . something else.

Argus decided to stop focusing on the why and just get to the doing, taking a breath and proceeding to walk towards her. He had taken the time to get dressed in better clothes, simple red long-sleeve shirt, black jacket, a pair of jeans, and some boots, so he didn't look as ragged as before, but he still felt a slightly nervousness upon approach. He still didn't know what that was all about, but he wasn't focusing that as he approached the female warrior, offering only a small cough to announce this dance.

"Hey Cecilia, I was, uh, wondering if you'd care to have a dance or, ya know, something. It's fine if you don't want to, of course, but, totally understandable given the, uh, circumstances. I would also like to say, uh, you know, thanks for helping me out earlier with getting into the guild. Not sure if I did before, but even if I did, just want you to know that I do appreciate it. I think that . . . that joining this guild will be good for me." Argus usual air of confidence a mischief was gone at the moment, instead replace with a slightly hopeful one, with a hint of vulnerability, though near the end, it temporarily faded out to one of calm contemplation. He'd give a small smile at the end of it, genuine and warm, before it switched to a nervous one as he awaited her apply.

@Lugubrious

Nidhogg

"Hmmm, interesting response, I must say. Most mages I meet are all about joining guilds, so it's refreshing to meet a few that are more practical minded. I'm part of a guild myself, though it's by force that I had to join after I picked a fight with their guildmaster." Nidhogg's voice took a slight bit of strain at the mention if the guild master, his eyes hardening with anger momentarily before he assumed his previous laid-back air. "But enough about me, what about you two? What magic to you have?"

@Krayzikk Is the other guy back from his vacation

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

@greywolf375Nice, also, what does your character's mask look-like?

Naruto: True Peace. [ALWAYS ACCEPTING] [Cool guys club inside]

Tatsuya Kajiya-Terumi

---

Amegakure Outpost, Confederate Outpost

---

In hindsight, that chick really was a bitch Tatsuya grumbled to himself as he lifted up his emaciated wallet. That woman had taken him for everything he had, and if wasn't for the fact that he was in the military equivalent of a five star resort, he'd be pissed the hell off. As it was, he was content by the luxuries presented by this outpost, which was so ridiculously awesome that it made him wonder whether the Confederate spent money on anything besides their military. Seriously, how could afford this?

With a soft sigh, Tatsuya returned to the present, looking down at the floor of his room, which was covered in mounds of papers that held numerous seals on them, both complete and incomplete. After waking up and going through his daily routine, he'd decided to spend the day trying to wrk out some of the more advance seals he could use in his forging techniques, as well as trying to come up with a few of his own. However, this had all culminated in hitting brick wall as he found himself swamped by all of the formulas, equations, and overall information overload that came with this kind of stuff. Not to mention that he felt no inspiration to make anything, a condition he suffered from since creating Ketsui. He could still forge things, sure, but nothing truly exceptional had been formed by his hands for years now. It was almost like he used it all up in the process of making Ketsui, and while it was a fine blade, he needed to make more like it or better if he ever wanted to accomplish his dream.

After a few more minutes of studying and muttered whispered, a slow twitch began to play at his right brow, before he let out a shout and tossed a bunch of the papers into the air. Getting up from his seated position, he decided to work off some steam in one of those glass cages they had, maybe even fight someone while he did so. If no one was available, than he could always spar with Bishamon, who he had a great need to kill over and over again for the trouble he caused yesterday and his contribution in to Tatsuya's recent loss of wealth. Namely, he was going to shove Ketsui up the fucker's asshole repeatedly. While this may not accomplish anything, it was somewhat therapeutic for Tatsuya to kill his annoying clone, helping him to calm down a bit. That probably meant that there was something wrong with his head, of course, but he really couldn't care less at this moment.

Leaving his room in a huff with Ketsui strapped to his side, along with all of his other battle gear, he made his way to the training area, only to notice that a bit of a spectacle was going on. On closer inspection, he saw that the two Hyuuga who he'd unintentionally insulted were duking it out, with the girl being at a clear disadvantage. While he was as curious as the rest to see the battle, he was more focused on getting his own sparring time in. However, just as he turned away, an alarm suddenly started blaring, with a message calling out for the female Hyuuga to pick a squad and head out somewhere. This caused Tatsuya to freeze a little, before trying to subtly blend in with the crowd, something that didn't work very well when you're over 6ft tall with very noticeable red hair. While Tatsuya wasn't afraid of combat or anything, he didn't want to go on a mission with two people he just got into an altercation with the previous day, especially when one of them was Higoho. That just wasn't a very favorable situation for him.

If someone's up there, please give me a break at least this one time. Please. Tatsuya asked to whatever higher power their maybe, though he knew that it was in vain. His luck was, and always would be, absolutely terrible, almost as if the universe was conspiring against him.

@Partisan

@l0ck0n

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

@KoukiWait, I thought we just approved Amari?

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

@greywolf375Those person has my approval, since we've already discussed the semblance, and Silme's respect.

My idea is that these two have a long history having fought each other, and sometimes together when the thugs or some Grimm corner them, numerous times over their respective career, and they only know each other by their aliases.