Jikan's feet stepped back onto the golden sandy grains of the beach. Her wet feet soaking up the pieces of the land as it clumped to the bottom of her feet. The sand moving through the gaps in her toes, making her feel the tiny particles that made up the sand. She sighed, she did not really enjoy the sensation but it was not a big deal to her. She looked up, gazing at the brilliant sky, adorned with flashes of pink and orange and purple, mirroring the colors of a flawless seasoned apricot. The goddess-like sun’s face is being embraced by the demure navy fingertips of the skyline.

The dull light of the sun somehow manages to kindle her senses, awakening her mind to a further level than what the ad-reline moving through her veins already was. It was in a way that Jikan had never seen or felt before. Everything felt like it came to a standstill and the effect of the light made the scene look like one in a painting. The waves break gently into white foam on the brown beach. The small crystals in the sand glimmer and twinkle brilliantly against the sun rays. The seagulls ride with the wind and the soft sand cushions her toes.

....or maybe that was just the hunger.

Jikan reached her hand behind her, burying her right hand into the warm cool water. She continued to move, away from the immense sea, white foams from the waves gather gently onto the golden shore. Now, half of a glowing, radiant light looms across the water 's horizon. A big contrast to the crimson red hair of the magic user, even with the black edges of her hair. Time had passed since Jikan's and Alisa's trip out to the sea with some fishermen. The body of the beast harassing the sea, and fish they caught was brought back. The fellows saying they would take care of the rest. It had been a long time but it was done. It seemed they had stuff to do to it first, and sadly thus, Jikan could not bring any meat back to Mia to the exceeds dismay.

Anyhow, the sun was high and somewhat setting as it was creeping into its next stage, a beautiful glow in the sky as the air became cooler but somehow still hot. It created a sensation of joy and tranquility.
Every sight and sound stimulates a sense of composure and serenity; and the effect is heightened by the absence of the noisy bustle of our daily work, only to be exposed to the never-ending music of the waves, and to breathe the fresh air instead of the stale atmosphere of streets. Ah...it was a beautiful day of vacation.

Such thoughts was continued as Jikan turned her head, hearing her named called. A new voice that Jikan was begining to be acquainted with. Mia was at her side splashing in the water. "Oh hello Alisa".

Jikan's blue greens eyes shined forward as her light body shined against the blue water. A small short smile formed on Jikan's face as she heard the laughter of nearby kids playing before it vanished back into her vail that was her calm neutral expression. Out of the water, the fingers of the sea dripped and slide down every inch and curve of her body. Her long red hair somehow dry, the orange and red light behind giving a glow to Jikan's body as she moved forward.

Mia was already moving, pitter patting over to the Blue Peaguss guild master at her offer to come by her and sit down. The exceed sat down in the spot she had patted down, happy to find a warm and comfy spot on the beach. She was somewhat still cautious and wary of the black haired like model, but given the words of Jikan about their mission together for the fishermen and the pleasant fish cook out she was hoping for now, well, she hide and pushed that nagging thoughts down a little. "Fish fish fish~", she singed and hummed.

Jikan then decided to walk forward, sitting by her friend Mia and accepting the offer given by Alisa. As Jikan walked it was easy to describe the effect of this sight. As feminine and curvy her body was, Jikan's body was still that of a warrior, strong, durable and trained. It was like a code that could only be slowly deciphered in one's mine over numerous sights and touches. A far away concept at times but very tangible and present somehow. An allure within the lines of her body that was built really upon the reality of the world from a further point of view, away from the definite predictabilities of the world, trends, and expectations. All in which an instant becomes like a translucent drape which almost consents me to catch a glimpse of a ideal and more breath-taking dream. The worldly desires, expectations, worries, schemes, suddenly cease to exist in the moments Jikan allowed her body to been seen. At least to some.

Hips swayed slightly as her long legs reached her destination, sitting down and stretching her arms into the air. "Yes yes I know Mia. You're hoping the meat will be ready today". Jikan turned her body towards Alisa, the sunset showed her body striking the beauty's vision. A gem like shine as the eyes of the red haired maiden was hidden yet enchanted by the shadow behind her that was her hair falling forward. Hanging left in the crips air as it floats down like a deflated hot-air balloon in the west among the cloudy pavilions or in serene spaces of clear blue sky. A sense of carefree relaxation oozing off of Jikan despite all of the hustle and bustle in her life.

The small amount of shadow, the darkness, was overwhelming as it seemed portray the land holding her as if the earth was closing its eyes to rest in preparation for the next day; soothed. "How has the fishermen been with repairing the ship and dealing with the catch?".

Jikan an adult, one who had been around the block for a little bit by now. In the terms of combat as well as regular interactions. She knew eyes scanning eyes when she saw one. Or at least she hoped to think she was good at telling such eyes apart most of the time. She thought she saw a gleam of eyes watching her as the water dripped down her figure. Slightly. As long as she was not drooling Jikan did not have a care to comment on. She moved, sitting down and joining Alisa and Mia. She leaned back, placing her arms behind her, bending them in a L shape as she rested. Letting her form relax as she felt her hair slide onto her shoulder. She remained relaxed and stone faced as Alisa got up and fixed herself. Unconsciously, presenting  herself, to Jikan. The innate charm of the lady seemed to live up to the stories about her, and well. Jikan noticed.

Mia looked down as Alisa spoke. Obviously sad at the news but trying best to not show it. "A....fish dinner?, asked Mia.

A sigh came from Jikan's limps, a steady relaxed one as she arched her back, letting her spine pop a few times before stopping. "Oh? I must say that is impressive. It has only been a few days now from my memory. To have the ship fixed and them choosing to go out again is....well something else. Not many people I have come across would do that, either from boldness or a desperation", as Jikan said these words she gave no indication' in her tone to which she sided with in general. "Hmmm....yes, no, maybe so.I have to see more about what is before me before I can decide that".

Jikan said this as she turned her head. Her blue green eyes shinning against the light as she looked in the direction that Alisa did. Mia on the other hand seemed to be happy by the sound of the fish being cut soon. "this vacation has been just what I needed. Fun, sun and hopefully...meeeeeeaaaaaaat".

"How about yourself?".

"A fiiiiiiissssh dinner it is then!!", the female exceed said with a squeal as she kicked her legs with joy and waved her hands. A big goofy smile on her face. "Oh oh...and bread...and sweets for Jikan. She will love that for the dinner". The exceed added with a nod, a smug look on her face as she crossed her arms over her body. Happy and proud to think of her friend in the situation as well.

A soft smirk came upon her face hearing her exceed friend. As goofy as she was at times Jikan had grown appreciative of the exceed. Moving from just a protector from unsure reasons and logic, to a companion, a friend. "Correct Mia".

She then looked at Alisa, nodding her head along at the words that came from the relaxed enchantress. "Life does go on. Whether you are with it or not. I suppose being able to accept that and make the best of their situations with that knowledge and reality is why I'm finding them strong". She had to admit, it was impressive, and something she could respect a little. Regardless if it came from an unusual source, at least from Jikan's perspective looking at it and them.

Jikan watched as the Blue Pegasus guild master laid back on her towel. Her long black hair around her head as she let out a long sigh. On her side it was astounding a little how everything stayed in place. Her hair should have flopped and blocked her face but it seemed to defy gravity. "Well that's the plan. Taking things nice and slow, enjoying whatever comes my way the best I will".

She gave a short pause before she continued. "My my, what can this island have to have you so busy for a month and yet have so much more to see at a surface level?? A change of scenery could be nice too, but that's a hassle of itself".

Jikan looked at Alisa. An apparent joy was in the woman at the information given by Jikan's exceed.In response to it, she just gave a shrug of her lean slick shoulders. "Why yes, doesn't everyone? Sugar is an amazing addition to food in moderation". While Jikan sad this she gazed back at Alisa. In fact she was looking into her eyes. Her voice was calm and serene. "Wouldn't you agree Madam?". As calm as Jikan was her worlds held a distance. aloof and guarded but a strange way still communicative. At least in the bare minimum required.

She sat up after speaking, her chest jiggling ever so slightly as she did so. Her left leg stayed stretched out, while her right leg bent and came up to her chest. Jikan's head rested on her knee as the conversation continued. "Oh I would not go that far. The mental fortitude is indeed needed. But there is external assistance. Their sense of connection to their religion and identity, that believe in one another to be beyond what they are limited to and to find peace in the sea. And the act of moving past or attempting to, together and supporting each other in the small and large ways. Well...there are plenty of support in their community".

As Jikan spoke of her thoughts on the matter, more and more did she think about the Islanders of Luluhawa. It was scary how easy these people came to terms with death. There seemed to be no fear, no obsession, only an acceptance and respect to it. In life. Their culture was indeed a strange one to her mind, but one she had a believe would allow their spirit to endure through many many years. Through many tragedies.

Jikan would continue to watch Alisa after she spoke. Her head still resting on her knee. Mia was quiet at this time. Being a happy exceed just enjoying the feeling of sand being underneath her, the smell of the salty sea blowing to them, and the cool wind blending with the humid sun. It was all so relaxing for her. Jikan and Mia were by no means dehydrated, but as she watched Alisa fan herself and drink from her water bottle. Jikan wished that she had some suitable things to cool down. Jikan blinked at Alisa's offer. Waiting a few moments as she considered it. She chose to extend her hand gradually and take the gift with a nod of her head. Hovering the water above her lips as she let the water fall like a waterfall. The water splashed into her mouth, a few droplets trickled down her lips and neck. Finding resting spots below. After ding so she returned the water bottle.

Jikan's eye brow raised. "The volcano of all things for a place of combat? Well it is most certainly isolated", she said with a bemused sigh. Jikan pondered those words for a second. It sounded like a well enough opportunity, Alisa wanted to go there, if she did maybe she could ask for a spar?? Well. Nothing ventured nothing gained she supposed. "Well what's stopping you? Could always go to it tomorrow or something. I wouldn't mind going to check it out".

Mia just blinked then fell flat on her back. Her mind imagining all of her poor fur burning to a crisp just by the atmosphere. "Nope. Nah uh. No thanks".

"Oh calm down Mia", Jikan said with the first hint of emotion during the day. An affection tease? "You don't have to worry about going. I already know you a hot cat".

"Dang right I am", said Mia being a little silly and striking a pose.

"Anyway, that does sound like an odd location given the spot. I'm curious to check out why".

A breeze flew in then, sliding Jikan's hair sideways and to the side. Falling to cover her face before she moved a hang to slide the hair behind her right ear. "You've know life's events good enough. You must know the unpredictability of the unknown and the chaos of what is known. Moving would involve finding a spot, paying for it, moving items. And then having to worry about responsibility far away or new ones that appear in ones new location".

Jikan could not help but feel that comment was added to mean her. Which....was not an untruthful thing. Jikan did knew herself to be a bigger lover of pastries than anyone she had ever met."yes, some people indeed do", Jikan said continuing her relaxed position. Her hand reaching down to the ground, picking up a small accumulation of sand and let it slowly slide out of her soft strong hands. "Very true. It always starts on the inside. If it is there nothing happens. And if it is too weak you fail and stumble. Or like you said, fail to come forward in face of adversity of whatever challenge has come to them. Either due to logical wise decision making....or just plain fear". She said this all emotionless. "either way. In the end it is how they have decided to live their life. And as long they can live with themselves, it being a personal matter to them, that is what probably matters in the end of the day".

Jikan watched the beauty speak as she began to explain. "Oh no. I had never heard of Pele before. It does make sense though that if they did such a thing. A Goddess would be related to it. Being the tension of life and death or just that intense action. Could be see related to their whole ideology of death and life being with nature and returning to it. The volcanic fire being powerful and dangerous. Matches Pala who eats land and shapes it with a new one, just like how lava can destroy and still create over time".

"I would have to agree to that. The heat itself would be bothersome even for those who could handle it, like you and myself most likely. Then smoke and the terrain. A workout I would imagine, a sweat".

"Was...that a joke Jikan", asked Mia.

"No, just stating a fact. A spar between the two of us would be enjoyable workout for me" She then shrugged at Alisa's words.

"There is never a need I guess if that happens to someone. It is a demand. A reaction to one's situation. But on the question of what's stopping someone from coming back in such a situation. Who knows? It depends on them. Personally for me in this instance, I would have to limit it based on my own responsibilities taking up my time. It is a limited thing after all", she paused.Thinking of a famous mage in Fiore that that reality was not a thing in entirety. "Well...to most people at least".

"And family as well as the community you find yourself apart of", Jikan added onto Alisa's words.

Life had various roads for the people of the earth to walk on. As different people felt they were, a simple truth that was inescapable was that they all shared it. And thus, there were periods of time, be it a long period of time such as months or years, or a shorter time such a days, hours, seconds; they shared it. And on that intertwining wavering path, they all faced their own obstacles. Their own challenges and growing pains. In that knowledge, in the life they lived, they all had to make their own choices. And deal with the consequences of them within the world. Hope. Determination. Fear. Willpower.

They all shared that at some point in time.

And often then most they passed it. That wall. Having physical strength, speed, a high intellect and analytical mind. Those hings were important as a warrior, and many other things were key in the simple day to day life. But...if someone could not get up day to day. If they could not pick themselves up off the ground or face challenges. Those things were pointless in the equation. Potential was great, but it was trashed if not turned into something that existed. Something Jikan knew the two of them knew fully. Alisa from her long time as a guild master, and Jikan's from her hectic time in Fiore simply.

"Hmmm I think people go to power just in general. A sense of security. Hope. Something they can tell themselves will make it okay when the darkness comes. Whether it be a place. A person. An organization or idea. People have always historically used something to rely on. Those things are just a part of their community and culture. And the more truthful they seem the more they are relied on. That is why the gods and demons with all of their magical power and abilities continue to have followers, and battles. For when all can be said to be truth, nothing can be false...", she said these things laying on her back stretching her arms into the air. "Either way. People will choose whatever is before them, grow around them, and is convenient to them at the start".

Hearing the conversation go towards a spar she nodded her head. At least that was were she thought it was going. "I would have to agree to that. A spar or workout partner is always more fruitful then doing it solo. Only so much one can do by themselves before they hit a wall of stagnation".

Jikan continued to listen and found herself nodding once again. Now that Jikan was more than just a founder but the guild master. She found herself more and more busy. More. Placed. Dealing with the town and its need. The guild. And her own kids. It often kept her in the North over the last two years. And even more specifically in the town of Orchidia specifically. Internally she groaned. The mention of daughters had her feeling a little homesick for her son and daughters. "I would like to thank that is the same with everyone", she said slowly. A bit curious as to who these children were. She had no idea about this nor did any network of information had any.

Being a mortal, Godhood, a demon. What did all that truly mean in the end? All things were alive. All had things, a subconscious. They could think. So what separated a demon from a god. A god from a mortal being. A moral being from an ant. Perspective. In Jikan's eyes it was just all perspective one was looking at with. and was looked at by. Their moral compress that was relative to their surroundings and upbringing. But in the end they all were alive. Walked on the same ground, breathed the same air. Only the mortal construction of a hierarchy separated them. Power. Whatever that meant. Social abilities, money, magic, military. It was mortal made. Gods and Demons were just the pinnacle of magic power. Kings and Queens where just a level of social power. Same as any guild master.

They were all just symbolism of hierarchy that came into physical existence and value. Jikan knew that, the game. And that in this reality you had to play it and win often enough to be 'free'. That was why she fit so well within Sleeping Calamity. Or at least one of the reason. A path and goal of standing beyond the hills of one's limits. Beyond limits, beyond fears, beyond the strongest mortals and even beyond the Gods and Devils that were so vast they looked unattainable.

Jikan tilted her head. A moment of wonder. "Hmm that's an interesting thought. I suppose an immortal could. There is always one beyond the other after all. The woes they face and can't handle are a lot smaller than mortals. But I would assume still all the same eventuality. But who knows really".

After doing so, Jikan listened and looked at Alisa as she spoke about the possibility of things being surpassed. The redhead nodded her head at the words, her face staying in its relaxed fashion as the Blue Pegasus beauty chuckled and smiled. "Normally no, but with a little magic they can", she quipped back always having fun with pointing that point out when it was brought up among martial artists.

Jikan stuck out her hand, reaching out to Mia. Curling her fingers she scratched the chin of her exceed friend. Getting soft purs from the cat as Jikan spoke in a reply to Alisa's question. "No, can't say I have ever thought about it since I found myself taking the role. Really I don't think it will be something I'll put behind me, more something taken from me. Either by time or by a newer, stronger force. So much I have to look out for under my watch in Orchidia. And often it seems I am the only one that can do it", she stopped petting Mia. A sad aww coming from the exceed as Jikan sighed and laid on her back again. Gazing up above.

"But, if that does happen. And I am still around after. I suppose to live. Enjoy some peace and quiet in a nice place. Go exploring a bit by bit throughout my days. Seeing the world, sparring", a very faint smile on her face now. Ever so slight and weak. A part of her she could never hide when thinking of a few people in her life. "Maybe watch a few people grow and see where they go".

"Hmmmm...what is a peak really? A limit of one's experience? Power? Knowledge? Or is it just that that is perceived?", she moved her legs, crossing them at the ankle. "One considers a guild master a peak of magic power because it looks so far away. Physical speed and strength to surpass the mortal vessel, what the world see as the peak is what many can't reach. What one thinks is impossible. An assumption. Illusion. Believe".

She waved her hand in the air, realizing she was making a long winded thought now. "Either way. It is looked as above. Far far away. One that many think that can't reach. That, is what a pinnacle is. The issue is, when one is at the 'pinnacle' of the mortals, how far really is the pinnacle of the gods and demons?? Its vast and wide of course. But, how pinnacle...is that pinnacle", she...shivered at the though? An excitement? "What that is...if it can be seen, felt, touched...rivaled. Oh the joy in that possibility. But regardless a person can always grow. Their pinnacle is only their own limits. Like you said, one just has to try and see with their own eyes~".

Mia eyed Jikan. Noticing her friends shift of tone. It was more lively. Full of excitement, energy, hunger even. Yet it was all calm, serene in how she spoke. The cat sat there, not a warrior by any means really. She just knew Jikan well enough and long enough to know she always itched for a fight for some reason. More than often, happy to take a challenge, even if she knew she was far outclassed, or vastly over classed for the match up.

Jikan was on her back still, enjoying the soft breeze as she listened to Alisa's voice. "Oh I wouldn't know. Getting a good fight, seeing some people grow. Well, I think that's lovely. Wouldn't be bad to have another peaceful place too to stay at. A good challenge is always good to my ear", she said this calmly but internally he wondered. Would she? When it came to things that mattered she hated being bested. Defeated. If she could not trust the successor with the safety and growth of Orchidia, Sleeping Calamity, and their people. She really doubt she would be content with a lose....she would probably fight till death. And besides that, when was it a good time to stop anyway? To rest and fade to the background...how did a person know? How could they be sure??

"I can understand that, many years I never imagined I would be who I am today, let alone in Fiore. And definitely not a guild master. But alas, the fate of the world choices and one's response. Feeling like you have to do something has a funny way of making a perspective." Yes...perspective...belief. A repetitive thing in life, and as she grew she found herself staying the same and yet changing. She had long ago left her childhood, and adulthood was set soon to have her develop who she was as a base. A group....that she actually let herself be apart of. A few strange acquaintances in the group. Friends and kind attachments within the town. A family. God knows she never thought she would find herself to have one. But...she had it, three kids. Adopted....but...still hers. And oh how she loved and appreciated each of them. A somewhat need to protect, and a hunger for power. To fight. To have a challenge. Out of her own past that she could never shake regardless of the years that came and the level of powers she reached. There was...always an other in the back of her head. She followed Alisa finger looking down the beach to the places had filled. "Hmmm not much. Not much at all to be honest".

"Ah I would say that that is true. The real limit is one's mind and what you place on your body. Physical stuff, the worlds view and pressure. Those. Are just obstacles. Not limits", she said watching her fellow guild master. The bangs moved, removing the veil that blocked her eyes. Her long black hair shifting to her back, showering off her shoulders and color more.

To Jikan, she had no hostility or opposition to Alisa. She was just a mage, one that was registered with the government of Fiore but still a mage. A mortal. She could really care less about any other details. Light and Dark, it was just the base of siding with the beck and call with people in high places. One that Jikan had no taste for. If she was going to be at the beck and call of anyone, a hard thing in the first place, she would choose. Not, be attached to help any noble that was likely a jackass that deserved the trouble they were getting. The people of Orchida, Sleeping Calamity, her kids. And weirdly enough...perhaps Mimi if she asked for help. Those were who she had chosen to allow such a thing with her. The question if after was the thing.

Actions. Decisions. But even then it was all about what was legal or illegal when it came to how people felt about missions. Things could get spun and turned. A good action for the people could be twisted if against the King or a high enough noble was the case. To hell if it what the people needed, or if the ones in power were actually the ones harming the people.

Well...anyway they were out of Fiore right now. As long as Alisa and no one else caused Jikan any problems, she had no reason to problematic. Especially here, she was on vacation after all.

As she listened to Alisa words, Jikan found herself a bit lost for words. It was strange how much it seemed the guild master of the famous light guild agreed on this line of thinking. She felt a pulse at her guild tattoo on her shoulder. A feeling of life and something inside of her. Her eyes remained on the vixen as she finished, a nibble at her lip made Jikan's eyebrow go up a tiny bit. A registration that perhaps she felt it too that Jikan was beginning to wonder. A sense of power she wanted to challenge? A bit of a game? Or a stress relief during her vacation? Who knew. How hard wired Jikan was about fighting, she could never tell.

"Yes. Power is only one thing about being a guild master. But is one thing still. And given the intensity of the North. Well. Can't let the new guardian be one that can't handle anything I can...". She said this but...herself had a long way to go. Possibility of growth and stronger challenges in the future always made this the case. And, with Paradise Dawn attacking her home with no existing tension directly between them before...well...she needed power to make sure she could handle them if they dared to try that again while she was home this time. "Such a hard annoying truth that is. Life. Causing situations you could never expect. A real pain in the ass to be honest...". Things to be responsible for, thing to be forced to never forget, to be etched into the mind and heart. Things to fear and fight tooth, nail, and body against.

Jikan looked at Alisa, giving a shrug she sit up and flipped. Landing on her feet with a show of her agility. Nothing she thought was impressive or hard for Alisa to do, just a show of her flexibility. Standing up, she swiped down her tanned thighs. The fullness and roundness doing a bad job of staying clear of sand, and the lead up to her round bountiful rear did not do any better. She had to shake and pat down the spot to get every grain off. Her chest bounced in the process unfortunately. Causing a bit of uncomfort but nothing she was not use to. With a bit of movement she readjusted her self, her bottom and top coming back into place to had the amount of skin Jikan was hoping.

Mia hopped to her feet as well, doing a little shake to clean herself off. "Very well, lead the way Alisa".

The red head nodded her head at Alisa's words. Not having much to say about it. It could be an explanation onto how she got so strong in the last few years. She was always skilled sure, her training and upbringing in her family hunting ensured that. But, the life of truly getting into her physical strength, and even more, expanding her magical prowess. Did not start at all until she came to Fiore in search of her brother. Perhaps she was only strong among the career she use to have, for inn comparison to now and then...Jikan was an ant. Skill, power, experience, and knowledge.

It was strange, that time fighting for a duty to keep darkness away. To bring order. Only did so little. But, coming to Fiore in search of kin, fighting for herself, fighting to give safety and a home to the kids she continued to meet through her exploration. It...gave her something. A driver that stabilized her uneasy and continued thirst for battle, an attachment that she cared about more than her previous ones. It....caused something within her. Who knew that at the age of 30, she still had growing to do. And 32 now, she felt that she was still only scratching the surface. Personalty, growth, power, and....life.

Jikan gave a shrug of her shoulder to the other comment, standing up now. "It is not the most important, but like you would think it does play an significant role. Even more so, in my guild. Love to fight and all", she said flatly, resting her right hand on her thigh. Wiping away a few small fragile pieces of sand on her skin. "To be honest, I think that is mostly if not at all what matters. There never been a talk of good for this or good for that. Just an accumulation of people pursuing power, knowing that there is only so much you can do alone, and that doors, tools and chances to grow beyond your individual limit, comes from being around such people seeking the same type of ambition for whatever reason".

Truly it was a uniqueness of the guild. Seeking power was the only goal. For some it may be called a pitiful, stupid, and empty ideal. If not that, unpredictable. The reason's for it could be various; justice, freedom, fear, revenge. The list could go on and on. The path of such wake of possibility only steered by each player in the guild on an individual level. It wasn't good, evil, an empty vast one. Independent. If it wasn't for the fact of some of the founders who were with on that day being more infamous than fame, or just neutral. Perhaps it would have impacted the image of the guild. On the other hand, the pursuit of that day for a few high bounties and object by the old Rune Knight Commander Shirichio and his lieutenants at the time Hitomi and Seiko. Sealed that fate. The narrative in public eye already planted against them before it could start, and the fight did not help. Only making people who saw them after the fact assume the worse, and they fell into it. Took jobs they could.  Did what they wanted. And again and again, it seemed that it would just continue to build. So was the hand they were dealt, choosing to not register under the King of Fiore and be under his call and his Nobles as well as their connections.

So was life.

Jikan's head lowered down, watching the black haired maiden chuckle. Hand over mouth a bit of distraction under below. She listened to her and had to admit, the lady was right. Possibility are within life, open if you can find them, open if you could make them, and open if you could take them. Each day had a possibility of the new. "Ah yes yes it is. A never ending door of unexpected events and eye catching sights. Some a headache, others. Very very enjoyable". Mia was up now, the exceed listened to the two talk and nodded her head. Unexpected events were always around the corner. So scary!!! But. Each day gave her a good possibility of. FIIIIIIIIISSSSH.

After that and a matched gaze, the three were off. Waling don the beach closer to the shoreline, a soft step and a light sway of their hips and limbs. "Hmmm, none really. I found that good spot earlier, and have mostly been relaxing over there".

Alisa definitely had wisdom in her words, a testament to her long time service as a guild master to her guild as well as just her service and work as a mage within Fiore. It made Jikan think. What made a guild function? Of an individual? A people? Goals and ambitions sure, emotions and logical thinking. What made people decide to come together? Like Alisa said, often it was due to some sort of connection. Similar ideas and ambitions, helping one another on an endless journey to self improvement. But Jikan wondered more, not everyone was around a group due to a common goal of ambition or beliefs. Sometimes there was the game of debt, loyalty, survival. Groups were groups, always combating with each other; passively or actively. Intentionally or unintentionally. That how it was in their finite world. That, was how it was with all living things.

"Oh? is that so~? I hope you're careful with your words. As alluring as you are, those may be tempting compliments. What would your dear wife think?", she said with her head shifting slightly in a tilt. The flat line on her pink lips shining against the sunlight, and her voice coming out in a dispassionate but welcoming manner. Eyes catching the teasing mischievous wink with only a tinkle in her eye showing a deeper response. "oooooooh naughty naughty Alisa", Mia said after Jikan in a light hearted tease, spotting the subtle idle nibble to Alisa's lip as she eyed and complimented Jikan.

Jikan and Mia followed alongside Alisa, the black haired beauty leading the way alongside the sea shoreline. "Either way, I hope to enjoy seeing and experiencing a few things then. If it can happen, the island is filled with so much beauty and even more to explore". Jikan said in a soft long draw as she and Mia followed after Alisa. Her right hand went out, fingertips touching the cool smooth surface of the rock. Water and wind dancing against it through time to give it its form. Chipping away with the old to create a new beauty. Sliding her hand went, her feet softly moving before slowly descending, letting her form be consumed by the clear cool water. Her thick muscular legs, her flat stomach and wide hips, passed her strong yet shoulders till her long red hair touched the water and began to soak. Spreading out as if it was a red flower blooming. Jikan let out a soft happy sigh, enjoying the feel of the water. Mia followed along, jumping into the water as well after a moment of hesitation. The small exceed floating in the water traveling.

Jikan kicked her leg lightly, the gentle thrust of her legs and arms keeping her alot, soon, she spotted Alisa arriving back to the surface after diving into the water. Fish wiggled and swarmed about due to her sudden appearance. A humorous sight as the appeared to the service, with the cat exceeding somehow oblivious to the heaven sight to her closed eyes. It was a shame, Mia was missing out on the beauty of the water, a thing that Jikan had truly never seen in any body of water she had seen before.

“A that sounds lovely, beautiful sights and a place to enjoy the sounds of nature”, Jikan said as she followed along Alisa, tapping Mia on the head as she did so. Causing the Exceed to open her eyes and turn to follow too. Just to catch the last of the fish and yell, a sound of joy of the sight and pain as she missed out on the prior movements and the fish were returning below. “WHASNAJSJAJ JIIIIIKKKAAAAN, WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME SOONER”.