Raijinslayer

Vault of Rising Thunder.

My Hider

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Lazulin Mulciber

"Psh, In your dreams, ya maggot!" Lazulin shouted as he forced his head out of the sweaty pits of the Chaser's literal ball of sunshine, Asahi. The grin Reynolf had spotted upon the Devilslayer's face was gone, replaced with a warm grin as he seemed to join the Sun mage in crossing arms and raising a hearty glass. What would go unnoticed, however, was the little bit of sleight of hand that Lazulin had enacted upon his fellow guildmate's mug, the dropping of a small pill into the frothy remnants of whatever lay in within hidden by a well-placed movement and illusions.

With that done, Asahi would find the positions reversed as Lazulin turned the tables,putting on a little pressure with his prosthetic arm as a bit of payback before letting the drunken fool go, the seemingly playful gesture really just a cover-up for the pill to dissolve with the rest of the drink, which would take rather little time. "Ye willin' to put your money where ya mouth is, Asahi? Everyone here knows I could drink you under the table'n back without even battin' an eye."

Slamming his own mug against the table, Lazulin turned towards Maude with a grin. "Come on Maude, give us a big round of drinks so we can see who the king of liquor is around here. And to make it a tad more interesting, the loser has to pay off their bar tab by helping tend to the rest of us. . . and they've got to wear a pretty little maid outfit while doing it. Yes, Haha, that'll be perfect for the little sunspot. Come now lads and lassies, let's start a racket till she gives in. Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!" A loud beat began to echo through the tavern as he and the others around his table began to bang their mugs on the table, repeating the demand over and over until Maude either caved or stuck them all full of those knives of hers.

@Altered Tundra

Marianne Shimizu

As the villagers made merry about the place, a single figure stayed separate from the merriment, her armor shining in the light of the sun. Unlike those around her, this young woman held no joy or happiness about her person. Her stony grey eyes cheered on the chosen Sister, Elvira, in her rising to the same place as Juno in the heavens. A scowl dug itself in upon her features, her thoughts turning toward the subject of the celebration. Hmph, I wonder if they're as happy as everyone else here about their . . . 'Ascension'. I wonder, if Father had caved to the pressure of others, would I be? Marianne current opinion about the current system of the Sisterhood and how much it was forced upon every family to give up their children was that it was a perversion of the faith, as well as a way to keep women in a place where trying to break from the mold is consider a waste of their 'potential'. Just from her own experience, she knew that trying to be anything greater then a sister was often looked down upon by those who held to Junoism steadily and faithfully.

Letting off a soft sigh, the white haired maiden moved on from her little corner of the festivites, walking through the crowds with a clear, authoritative gait, no set destination in mind. Really, the only reason she came here was a grim since of curiosity, a part of her wondering what life would be like if she had gone down that path. Probably would've been an easier life, all things considered. . . much, much easier. As she considered everything she could about her life, Marianne couldn't help but bring her hand up to her face, tracing the three long, thin lines of scar tissue down from her temple, across her eye, to where they ended near the bottom of her chin, memories of humid, oppressive heat and rumbling beasts rolling through her mind. And yet, it was not the fear, the misery, or the pain that came to mind as she contemplated the story behind this particular wound. Instead, it was a faint warmth, the sound of laughter, the feeling of security when you had another watching your back in a fight.

I wonder where she is right around now. . .
@Mercurial

|[ ⚵ ]| Cloud Chasers |[ A Fairy Tail AU ]|

@Altered TundraYes, now all that's left is to plan on what Lazulin's going to do, hehehe. .

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@Lmpkio

Sitting in one of the farther seats in the brothel

Might want to edit that. Pretty sure Maude isn't running that kind of establishment.

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@Leslie HallGotcha.

[♛] 𝓡equiem. // the rise of soldier.

@Noxiouscheat and say both

@Ambiguity still didn't have to spray perfume in poor James' face.

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@pkkenI'm no GM, but I doubt that the Librarium would know every single pirate. It's usually only the loud of the skilled that make a name for themselves, and even then it'd probably be an alias. Lazulin, for instance, likely isn't recognizable by sight, but given how few devilslayers there are, and how he's likely the only mage in the world with hellfire, the moment he starts slinging fireballs, he'd be pretty easy to recognize.

@Leslie Hall What do you think? Who amongst the Chasers, besides the obvious like S-classes and the Guildmaster, would be well known and targeted by the Librarium.

[♛] 𝓡equiem. // the rise of soldier.

@Ambiguity"Gah, my eyes, Why!" *falls on the ground*

. . . real group of professionals we got here.

@DJAtomika _{no, come back. Distraction team is best team}

[♛] 𝓡equiem. // the rise of soldier.

@FantasyChicProbs, though the infiltration team needs some lovin'. Also, I was just going off the current roster, as Athene and Natalya both be medics for the Distraction team.

[♛] 𝓡equiem. // the rise of soldier.

So Distraction gets two Healers. . . seems about right.