Ava had been looking forward to today. It had taken her a while to get here but with the chance to finally join one of the top (in her eyes) guilds around, and one that she felt she suited to a T, she had a grin on her face worn well enough even behind the styalized maw painted upon her face mask. Her blue gaze looked left and right along the well kept grounds around the main building of the Blue Pegasus guild, quietly wondering if this was the pride and joy of some specific guild members, or if it was just some well paid garden staff. Either way, it created a nice view. From the outside someone could potentially see Blue Pegasus as a bunch of stuck up snobs who didn’t take the ‘mage’ side of their guild seriously…. But Ava thought differently.

She was a little on the young side but she’d heard of their exploits hither and thither, and even if they posed for the magazines a bit more often than your usual guild, they definitely had what it takes to build a genuine reputation without it. Ava appreciated both sides, and she wanted a guild who knew how to get them both done right. So, what better option than BeePee eh?~

Coming up to the grand front doors most guilds had, she gazed up along the length of it, tugging down the front of her face mask and letting a breath ease through her nostrils and fill her long, before exhaling it as a firmer puff. Her gaze moved forward again, hands in the pockets of her half-length puffy coat that draped off her shoulders. Balancing on one, she raised her other foot till her knee nearly touches her chest. A magic circle hovering at the top of her knee between it and her face-



With a burst of explosive force behind her knee propelling her coiled leg straight, her heel impacted hard against the ornate doors of Blue Pegasus, likely leaving more than a little scuff mark, but in a world of magic nothing she doubted couldn’t be fixed. The grandiose entrance of a strange face was sure to earn a few odd stares, from equal numbers men in stylish attire to women in ‘I will happily tear that off you with my teeth’ level dresses.  As Ava boldly walked into the lobby-esque space of a building she didn’t belong, she twirled on her heels as she took it all in, gnashing her teeth playfully in the direction of a passing beauty to boot.

“Well, you all certainly don’t disappoint.~” She chimed playfully before spinning back to walk forward, hands still sunk deep into the puffy coat, looking up to a balcony area, and raising her voice a little.

“Ya know I heeeeeard the finest babe in the land was supposed to run this place, but so far I’m only seeing a handful of 11s and 12s. I was expecting at LEAST-!” She dropped at the knees and bent backwards as she heavily exaggerated that single word before rising back to a stand. “A 15 from all the good things I’ve heard! What?~ I need a recommendation to earn an interview?~”

She was making a lot of very rude assumptions sure, that she was even worth this places time, let alone that she could make an entrance like that and get away with it… but if this place didn’t accept her with all those quirky little sparks? Well, it wasn’t like she could really care if they wanted to take her at all then was it?~

Sharp blue gaze creeping over her shoulder at the sound of a directed, confident, coy little voice rising up beyond the sly little whispers and confused or skeptical murmurs, Ava locked onto the clear chief around these parts. At least, she could only assume this was the chief if Blue Pegasus really did rank it’s members on attractiveness. She didn’t actually think they were that shallow, but Damn, if this lass wasn’t working hard to prove that theory.~

“Damn… definitely a 15. Might even be creeping into 16 territory once you dress that package up in something proper. Almost wish I’d sent a warning so you knew to make an effort.~” She cheekily commented, biting on her tongue with a sly ass grin, her face mask still hung around her neck. She didn’t make any attempt to hide admiring the woman before her, hiding it even less than the passing gazes she held on the other Blue Pegasus members. This woman, with a sheen to her skin, and a softness that still allowed one to see it was an equal mix of hard effort and god given look… yeah. This was a beaut.~

“No, no. I mean, Fairy Tail’s got some lookers, for sure, but the quality def ain’t this consistent.~ I mean they’re diamond’s in the rough, but a gal like you looks like she was polished out of a bundle of other diamonds.~” She probably didn’t have the best weird compliment but she ran with it, having a little chuckle to herself. She brought her hands out of her pockets, and turned left and right as she gestured to everything around them, a proud grin on her features. “So. We know I’m where I wanna be. Question is. Why ain’t you made me a member yet.~” She kept running her confidence, feeling a thrill run through her skin.

“Mmm. I think you might be hanging out with people who give you the wrong sense of what it means to have some self control. You’d need to be all the way up in the triple digits to stop my mouth flappin’.~” She teased right back, not about to take some self pride with that without giving it a playful jab in turn, a cheeky smirk still plastered onto her face as she met this new individual. If she’d done her research right, this was Alisa, leader of Blue Pegasus. She’d seen her picture floating about here or there but seeing someone in the flesh was always different. Seeing such elegance could be held and maintained beyond a practiced photo shoot was definitely impressive in it’s own right.

She rolled her eyes a bit as she was teased for how easy she expected this to be, her confidence not faltering even with a tease like that. “Again. I own a mirror. The answer should be pretty obvious.~” She shrugged, the shoulders of her puffy coat widening out a bit to show more of the girl beneath. The coat itself helped add a bit of broadness to her shoulders, but it was evident underneath she had a slim, if toned and taught build. She definitely didn’t look fragile, but didn’t have the broadness one might expect from even a female warrior. A bit more acrobat than athlete on a first glance.

She followed the hooked finger all the same, mockingly throwing a hand back through her spunkish ponytail to mirror the motions of the woman before her as she followed behind, an idle hand reaching down and tugging at the non-leg of her pants. She effectively wore a legging to create the thigh-gap effect in her pants, but all the same, a bit of light adjustment as the fabric sunk into her skin never hurt as they walked outside.

“Don’t suppose you specialize in pendulum magic?~” She smirked, wondering if the clever tease would even be understood. Would be a nice test if there was with and brains beyond the surface.

Ava twiddled her fingers in greeting with a relaxed nature to the guild members who tried to catch her eye, throwing one particularly handsome gentleman a wink before shifting her focus back to Alisa, hands in her pockets as she took in what she was throwing down. Asked to impress, she shrugged off her coat and tossed it to one side with her left arm as her right hand took the hat and tossed it with enough spin for it to glide across into a random guild members lap. In her tube top and tight-fit pants, she smirked and hooked her thumbs into her pants as she asked with an increasing amount of cheek- “Don’t suppose you got some music for the show do ya?~”

“Garcia. But you can call me Ava.~” She chimed with a smirk, watching the clearly casual display of magic. It didn’t intimidate her, but she was smart enough to realize this was a level of casual magic use she just wasn’t close to. Be it a magical artifact or her own speciality, Ava had no idea as of yet, but it was clear enough to say Ava didn’t have a servant like that at her beck and call so easily. She didn’t let any of her wanderings show in her breath however, keeping calm and waiting for the music producing Lacrima to arrive.

Okay… show time. Winding her neck back along her shoulders with a few personally satisfying clicks, and then pulling each of her arms across her torso with the aid of the other, she hopped in space for just a moment, nodding along to the beat of the music as it seemed to find it’s main rhythm a few seconds into the song. “Yeah… I can work with this.~”

Not missing a further beat, Ava shot up into the air like a backflip, a burst erupting from two magical circles that briefly formed at her feet as they aided in her leap backwards. Deftly landing on her heels, and throwing her weight back down onto the flat of her foot into a more squatted, ready for combat style position. Each one quick and fast as she was only using her magic as a matter of display, she threw out punches against the back of the magic circles one after another as they went off like dangerously large fire crackers. The circles didn’t fade however, as with the last punch in the arc she followed the motion of her punching fits and flowed behind herself, a spinning leg rising ahead and sweeping across all the circles she’d produced, setting off a stream of even larger explosions.

With the twisting flow, she pushed off her hands and began spinning off of them, explosions going out from the ends of her legs as they extended in either direction like an eruptive Beyblade. Already her breath was getting a little short. All her bravado, she was still a starting mage afterall. She purposely dropped off her hands into her shoulders, using the music as an excuse to literally do an explosion propelled street dance style spin, before a final one from her hand rocketed her into the air again, a good dozen or so feet this time, righting herself in the air, hands aimed at the sky, and a final, larger than the rest, explosion, shot her back down to the ground, clearly painting as she landed in a harsh crouched position, arms out to either side, chest rising and falling quickly and heavily.

“So…. I think that spells out… the basics…~”

“Haah… haaah….” Catching her breath with a smile as the air passed through her lips, she pushed herself to a full stand and did her best not to just collapse from the rather extensive, quick display. Even a real fight wouldn’t need her to lash out that hard, fast, and regularly, so she was confident a guild master would recognize that a fresh guild recruit needing a second here wouldn’t be a grand detriment. Trying to play it cool, she idly stretched each of her arms over her chest with a cheeky glint to her smile. “Never heard it called beautiful before luv, but I’ll take it.~ Haah…~”

With another easing breath, the guild master stepped up to her, forcing her to quirk a brow in curiosity as she wondered what was on her mind, before she realized she was trying to get her into a fresh display of some sort. She did ask what ELSE she could do, so she assumed she was asking if she knew any talents other than magic, so, even with her exhausted state, she did her best to show confidence, her breathing easy by now and shifting a little more side on to the approaching Alisa, gesturing over her own tight frame.

“Well, I dunno if you got a use for beatboxin’, but, given your guild’s reputation, I think you can find a lot of uses for a lass like me eh?~”

Ava did well to keep herself mostly upright, a bit of hands on her thighs to keep herself going when she took a more obvious breath but with a sharp push off of them she got herself upright again, trying to hide the aching in her lungs with a bit of pressure, stretching each arm across her torso one at a time as she tried to brush it all off with a bit of light stretching, hiding any breaths she needed as an attempt at a yawn or something. Gotta play it cool and casual infront of the new potential boss lady afterall. “Yeeeeah. Piece of cake all that.~”

Eventually her hands ended up on her hips as she tried to keep a strong face on, her breaths truly starting to ease back to a normal level and eyeing up the lass as she sauntered closer without much of an attempt to hide it, smirking at the natural sway to her hips. “You come pre-loaded with all that swivel or is that a trained talent?~” She teased with a light smirk, feeling a bit more confident now that her breath eased with getting a jab or two in.

She gave a faint chuckle as the woman said they travelled in different circles. “I mean shit babe I coulda toldja that for nothin’.~ I mean don’t get me wrong on the hot scale we’re both-“ She raised a hand right above her own head. “Way up here. But on the scale of tomboy to woman I thiiiiiiink-“ She started spreading her two hands apart until they couldn’t go any further. “There’s definitely a divide there don’tcha think?”


Hands falling back down, thumbs hooked into her belt, she tipped her head to one side as she commented on a solution, clearly not catching onto that one before it was spelled out… but with a prideful grin as she caught on.

“OOoo… ‘bout time.~ Shit. Shoulda been slappin’ this on me since I walked in the door babe.~” She gave with a cheeky wink, rubbing her hands together eagerly. For a moment her eagerness got ahead of her, and she was ready to slap a hand across her own toned stomache to declare it the point of marking, but, with a glance to the raven haired lass ahead of her, she figured a bit of originality may be needed.

A quick glance down herself, and a sly smirk on her lip. She pulled a hand up under her left thigh, pulling her knee up to her chest, leg bent, but managing to balance well as she displayed the thigh-gap in her outfit’s odd design.

“How about right here.~ Should be somethin’ a little cheeky. Suit’s me don’tcha think?~”

Ava’s brow flickered upwards as she was told she was quite hasty on the conclusions there, hooking her thumbs into her belt as she leaned back on her heels a bit, curious as to what was being pointed at there. Was this woman implying she was a bit of a tomboy herself? She definitely couldn’t see that in her looks, and even if she had been in the past? Well…. Heh. That clearly seemed to be a ways off. You didn’t just learn to hold yourself like this woman overnight afterall, and she definitely had this more refined elegance down like a talent.

“Hey, I rock it for a reason.~” She winked back as she was told the look suited her, breaths eased entirely and regaining some confidence rather than fighting to put it on and keep up the face, taking a more easy breath between their comments, still feeling a little tight in the chest, but not so much that she couldn’t breathe past it without putting on a show.

When she heard the comment on her tattoo choice, she scoffed and remained strong in her stance, even as the draw of those nails arguably brought a hint of red to her cheeks. “Damn girl you give all the new recruits that kinda attention?~ And what exactly you mean ‘even for me’?~ I heard you got yours right on yer stomache. Must give ya a lot of excuses to dress a little more revealing if ya wanna show that off eh?~” She did maybe wobble a little, but managed to hold the conversation and the pose for the most part. “S’far as who gets to see it… well I think they’ll be more than happy for the privilege.~”

Her lips scrunched together in a conflicted smile, trying not to show ‘weakness’ while in this vulnerable position but also easy to admit to herself at least that this was getting to her just a tad. Ultimately, she’d manage to breathe easy after a few moments as the stamp was applied and she could lower her leg down to stand on both feet, scoffing at the leader’s last few words. “Oh not innocent, just rude to make assumptions on the sluttiness of a fellow stunner.~” She winked across, trying to earn some confidence in this conversation back from the raven haired beaut.

Still, what’s done was done and she could rest a little easier, idly patting off the inside of her thigh as if the make sure the mark was permanent while Alisa had her back turned before giving her full attention again when she mentioned a tour. “Well, ya know, I certainly wouldn’t mind a walk around the place if your highness can spare the precious minutes.~” She teased of course, unable to really help or stop herself at this point, but figuring Alisa was the kind to enjoy it. When asked about living arrangements, she hesitated… but, found herself willing to admit honestly. “I’ll tell ya what, I can’t honestly say I have… heh.” She wasn’t even aware staying at the guild was an option.

“Yeeeah that probably would be the best place to start huh?~” She was briefly flustered by her own admitted idiocy in not thinking about where she’d be staying once she started her guild work, but she pushed through and turned it into some cheek as the two of them got talking and the natural flow of things went on. When offered a place to stay with the guild, she thought for a moment and flashed across a smile. “I could get on board with that. I mean, s’long as my neighbours don’t mind some booming music.~”

She followed along behind Ava, but while the raven beauty was enticing herself, her eyes wandered mostly around the guild that could be her new home, turning on her heels every dozen steps or so to take it all in before following along more acutely as things got a bit busier, passing by other guild members and the like. “See you guys don’t exactly have a sense of… ‘restraint’.” She teased with a smirk, lifting her gaze at the question to come.

“Oh a fair few years. I mean it used to just be showy sparks for break dancing, but you kick up the output a fair bit and the magic can do a fair bit of damage. Got into a scrap a while back and found I handled myself pretty well. Fancied putting it to better use ya know?~ Sure it ain’t as elegant as your usual members though…~”

“Oh? And here I thought with all these hotties in the place I might hear something interesting. Or, ya know, they might.~” She smirked as she offered that concept, not exactly shameful about such things and holding a strong smile as she let it rest in the air for a moment. “Thooough… I gotta ask. Is that supposed to tell me that soundproofing was a priority for you lot?~” She asked, a grander smirk across her face, hands sinking into her jacket pockets.

She followed along behind Ava all the same, her brow lifting with some surprise as she took in the image before hr, a soft whistle escaping her lips at the size of it. She knew it was multiple, separate living dorms, but it looked damn impressive all the same. “Daaaayum. I don’t think some mansions look this good. The hell kinda budget you gals running on?”

She heard the comments on her magic and pushed her surprise aside for a second, flicking her head back in a way that briefly made her ponytail flow with a smug air to her whole sense of poise and stature. “Damn straight. No foofy, technical magic for me. I go loud and I’m proud of it.~”

She walked into the place and took a spin on her heels to take it all in, lifting her chin as she asked- “Daiko?”

She smirked back at the continued element of coyness about the given topic, playfully rolling her eyes off to the side as she sank her thumbs into her belt with her cheeky little stride to it all. She certainly didn’t give the impress she was the new, potentially meek member of blue Pegasus now, making no effort to avoid holding her head up high with arguably unearned pride amongst her new pears. “I mean, typically when I wanna convince someone sweetly, there ain’t a lot of talkin’ involved boss, but I’ll see what I can do.~” She chimed back, a casual, passive little shrug at her continued teasing on the topic at hand.

As they came to the keys, Ava quirked a brow and wondered what exactly was going to be her new room. The woman seemed to hold some consideration on it for a moment, so she wondered if the rooms were all standard or if they were unique in some capacity, be that on an individual basis, or arranged in size based on floor or something like that. Ultimately a key was chosen so Ava couldn’t complain. A place to live was a place to live afterall, and this place was lookin’ rather swanky from the cover.

She let out a faint chuckle as even this woman had to stretch, not hiding it, but not too loud either.

“I mean, I hear nothin’ but horror stories honestly.~ Like, sure, if you make it BIG you can make bank as a guild mage I hear, but bottom of the rung? They keep warning me I’ll be lucky to make rent, so everything I can get outta you people is a big help.~” She was clearly just teasing, and despite the words of potential dread her confidence wasn’t fading, having another idle shrug as Alisa came down from her stretch, offering her hand out to take the key. “For real though… I doubt it’ll take long before I’m up there makin’ the big bucks with you lot.~ Seems like the guild to be in if I wanna make it big ya know.~”

She twiddled the key between her fingers for a moment before pinching it’s ‘head’ betwixt her finger and thumb, looking it over before meeting Ava’s eyes again. “Oh yeah? What makes you say that exactly hm? Also what was with the long search?~ This room special?~ Come with the blue Pegasus bikini calander or sumthin’?~”

“Mmm… noted.” She answered, mind half elsewhere. She felt there may be some credit to what she’d heard but it was definitely gonna be some few and far between examples. Afterall, the lowest rungs of the ladder completed missions like stopping pervs or saving cats from trees. She couldn’t imagine that sort of work paid very well, and you only got what came along. Your income really relied on how hard you hussled and how highly your guild ranked you and what missions you were allowed to do… but her first day wasn’t the time or place to debate that, especially since Blue Pegasus seemed to be doing nothing but well for itself.

She followed the guild mistress to her room and followed the invitation to open it up herself, easing the door open with her shoulder against it and hand on the handle, defenses up just a hair as she was half sure this could still be some sort of crappy trick… but, low and behold, promises were kept.

She naturally peeked around. It was a bit fancy for her taste even if it wasn’t hitting pompous levels. She was more a street level kinda gal afterall but she’d be sure to make adjustments where appropriate, peeking into the bathroom and the bathrobes… soft. Huh. Some spare clothes too, loose sundresses that could fit anyone or loose fitting PJs that… well, they’d fit most gals who’d want to be hired by Blue Pegasus. That much was clear.

Following Alisa to the Balcony, a smirk perked up onto the edges of her lips. She wouldn’t call herself an active perv or anything but even she couldn’t deny the benefits to such a ‘luxurious’ view, eyeing up both he male and female Members who were enjoying their little swim, cheek sinking into her hand as she rested against the balcony’s edge.

“Certainly quite the view eh?~ You treat all the newbies this well? Can definitely see the guild’s doing alright for itself if everyone gets this treatment.~”

“Its… definitely something…~” She was trying to suppress it a bit, but the impressed nature of her tone was hard to hide entirely. It was a damn nice place to live and with a damn nice view to boot. Honestly she was wondering how long it’d be before she managed to erupt herself right from the balcony to the pool with one hell of a divebomb, but that would be a story for another day. She wasn’t about to make a potential fool of herself on her first day now was she. With a deep breath of the fresh, flowing air, she stepped back a half foot from the balcony itself, sinking her thumbs into her belt as she held back that short distance.

She glanced across to the rather ravishing image of the woman with her, leaning herself back till her shoulders touched the balcony doors, hooking one ankle over the other as she leaned back like that with her hands down by her hips. She looked down over the water once more, then Alisa again as she made that quip, chuckling. “Oh really now? I make that good an impression there Guildmaster?~ I’ll be sure to keep up the loud and obnoxious approach in the future.~”