Ava still wasn’t sure how she felt about the social aspects of being in a guild. She definitely liked the general banter, the nature of having friends and connections, that shit was well enough, but all the same she didn’t quite know how to fully connect with these events and parties. She liked to think she used to be a bit of a party gal back when she was a lone agent, but something about the fact she’d have to deal with these people the next day, and the next, and the next, restrained her a bit. She wouldn’t exactly say she was humble or withheld, just… cautious, to really let herself go, even if the event called for it.

Idly sipping from a cooled can herself, her eyes drifted along the beach party and the other guild members present and those seeming to arrive from a short distance. She’d removed her highlights for the time she spent here, feeling the bright sun didn’t really go well with the golden streaks, wearing a green bikini with a transparent sarong. She felt it offered a bit of flair to the outfit without limiting her flow of movement in any significant way. Her eyes drifted along the hazy beach, the heat radiating off the sand, but her vision was still clear enough to catch a vaguely familiar, but fresh face to the guild, peeling herself out of a sun lounger and moving over, can idly swinging with the flow of their hand as they walked across.

Getting close, seemed they were being accosted by some ditzy drunks. Sure, you didn’t tend to use that word for the guys, but it was a lot nicer than anything else she was willing to think about them. With the lone gal seeming to be a little hesitant to turn them down, Ava slipped in by their side and slipped an arm around their waist. Forward, and likely to earn a slap, but she tried to throw her confidence behind the wheel and make sure they played along.

“Wooooah boys. I might wanna hold yer horses on this one. Her company’s quite spoken for.~”

She flashed a wink, with a double purpose. Intending to slip some ‘signal’ the boys way in what she really meant by that, but also give this stranger a hint to play along if she wanted them gone.

Ava didn’t hear a word out of the girl, but as the sailors seemed to power through with their machismo, what she thought was a VERY obvious hint to their lack of interest wasn’t taken in the tone she hoped. If anything, it seemed to just spur them on as they either took the wrong message from a second girl showing up with such a closeness to the first, or, they took the right meaning, and were just that fucking gross. She didn’t hide an eye roll at their behaviour whatsoever, expecting that they were too tipsy at this point to even notice such subtleties of her expressions.

“Soz.” She muttered quietly for Mia to hear. “Didn’t expect them to be this out of it.” She kept an arm about the gril’s waist, but having moved in on her right side she sadly wasn’t capable of noticing her guild mark as her own thigh was close enough to make it a hard thing to notice given their current positions in relation to one another. As she cocked her own hip however, one of her legs more extended than the other, the tone of her own Pegasus mark may have been somewhat noticeable, if the strange’s gaze happened to flow down that way at least.

“Look boys I appreciate the offer but we’ve got our own party to get to and it’s a bit of a closed event.~” She began, trying to keep a hint of sweetness so they didn’t cause a scene so close to the guild’s main party. Her lips parted to flow into another word, but one of them making a grab for her shoulder, in their mind, calm gesture, but to her, sending a chill across her shin that an absoluite creep deserved.

Suffice to say, words weren’t quick to follow anymore.

Both her hands darted to his wrist, pulling a knee back and extending a leg as she hoisted his arm up over her own head and his body following behind it. A set of magic circles shone behind the backs of her palms, a small eruption powering her momentum as her arms slammed forward, and the drunk sailor’s body soon behind it, a look of cold fury in her eyes as a very sharp turn overtook her, sand kicked up by the firm impact of flesh against sand.

There was a pause, the drunks processing how quick that was, while Ava dusted off the shoulder he’d touched, her gaze dull. Not quite sharp as she realized the sweet act was over, but not eager to deal with drunken punks on a ‘day off’.

“Anyone else wanna make a grab for me?”

Ava was a smidge surprised as the other femme beside her seemed to be more capable than the average civilian, but not about to let that surprise get the better of her. The sound of shattering glass was soon replaced with a dislocating jaw from that knee to the poor guys cheek, and with it, Ava realized she may have misread the situation, but, also, that she should perhaps focus on her own foes in this moment. With the femme beside her seeming to take out another with a kick to the back of the head, Ava moved on the other, keeping her stance low as their tipsy nature weakened their stance, getting them on her shoulder and hoisting them up and over her shoulder, turning side on to them, holding out a hand to cast her magic circle.

“Bye bye.~”

With a burst of force the drunkard was sent skimming along the sand a short distance, and with a sense that she wasn’t quite out of the woods yet, Ava directed her voice over her shoulder without turning her gaze around. “Look at what just happened to your mates, and really consider if your drunk ass wants to do that.”

A final remaining member of the little band of drunks looked around himself, slowly adding up that the odds weren’t in his favor, dropping what seemed to be a sand-shovel he’d just grabbed, likely abandoned by some kid or another from the day before. Ava heard their shuffling in the sand, and rose to watch them run off with an exasperated sigh. “Least they seem to be learnin’…” She looked back to her company, smirking. “Soz about that. DIdn’t realize you had it handled.~”

The gal, despite her capability in a fight, seemed a lot softer in nature than Ava herself, and so she made a note to try and restrain herself just a smidge. She had started to learn a lot of people around the blue Pegasus environment, guild mates or note, tended to be able to handle her nature, but she still had the sense to make a decent enough first impression with people outside of those she already realized had the ‘comfort’ of baring the blue Pegasus mark with her. “Well don’t mention it then. Still, you clearly had yourself sorted. I tried droppin’ a hint for ‘em but clearly they weren’t in the mood to take it.” She offered across quickly – “Not that I’m saying it’s a hint to the truth or nuttin’~ Just tends to be a quick way to get the guys to leave while keepin’ ‘em in a good mood. Though I guess we failed on that latter requirement eh?~”

When asked about her guild association, Ava was quickly reminded of where she kept her mark, shifting her right leg, turning it a little where she stood and peeling up the small sarong she’d added to her ensemble today, revealing the mark of her guild. “Well if by ‘the guild’ you mean Blue Pegasus, then yeah, that I’d be.~ You askin’ cause you recognized the mark or you got some familiarity with ‘the’ guild yourself?” She asked with a hint of cheek to her tone, mostly just because she had yet to see the other femme’s mark blatantly yet, but the way she referred to it as just ‘the guild’ did hint she may be a member herself. Especially with a body like that and the magic to match. Like damn girl, how much hip you got?~ She chuckled lightly to herself at the thought, less eager to hold back her wandering gaze as she let it drop down and up the other woman.

“Ooooh… but you are used to dealing with some Boys eh?~” She teased, unable to resist a small quippy line like that in the hopes of easing the tension here a bit, sinking her thumbs down into the sides of her bikini bottoms and the edges of her sarong. A habit from wearing belts or very thin and shallow pockets on her more fashionable clothing. She didn’t have that habit of ‘hands on the hips’ something about it just didn’t sit right on her own skin, but this worked well enough in a similar vein, so long as nothing she wore was too loose to handle the weight of her arms draping into them.~

She quirked her brow as she admitted to knowing Alisa, her queries about the guild still remaining until she was sure, spotting the mark of the pegasi on that twisted hip, a sly element to her own smirk. Not like she could judge of course, her own mark was in the inside of her thigh afterall. Didn’t even get put on display with half her outfits buuuut… it was a fun little element for other situations.~ “I mean, sure, o’course, but it’s not like those drunken sailors were invited now was it?” She crossed her arms, feeling that was a fair point, not to assume everyone here was part of the guild.

“Ava luv.~” She offered her hand out to meet Mia’s, giving it a firm squeeze as they shook. “Can’t say I’ve seen you around but I’ve been out and about as of late. Trying to make sure I’m actually doing something rather than sitting on my ass twiddlin’ m’ thumbs ya know? Always good to meet a fellow pegasi though. You been with us long? I mean, ya gotta have right? If yer talkin’ about Alisa like some sort of mentor.”

Ava grew a little more curious. Clearly the teasing about her experience with boys was either being deflected, or just missed entirely, and… looking at this girl, if she had to guess, she’d bet it was the latter. She felt like, despite her capability in a fight, she had some air of innocence about her that Ava wasn’t quite connecting with. Not that she wouldn’t try, she was a social creature, or so she believed about herself. If this woman before her was a little dense in her own arena, she’d try to calm down a bit and step more into hers, especially as it seemed rather unusual for a Blue Pegasus gal of all people to be anything close to genuinely innocent.

“When you were a girl?” She asked with some mild surprise. She seemed young, but a woman nonetheless. In Ava’s brain, ‘girl’ was for like, anyone under twelve. Who was she to have known Alisa so long? Or if she was misunderstanding the time frame, that was an opportunity for the lass to expand.

She did snicker a little though. “Somehow I never pictured Alisa the type to bring men home, but hey, ya learn somethin’ new every day.~”

Now Gallant? That was a new word for her. She vaguely understood it from past experience, but to have it used to describe herself was definitely the new experience here. “Ooo. Well I wouldn’t exactly use such a fancy sounding word to describe myself. Bear in mind I just flipped one of those guys over my shoulder the moment they touched me. Hardly comes off like the most honorable approach now does it.~” She was shameless in her admittance of a lack of honor, it wasn’t exactly her forte’ and she could see that.

“A couple like 2 or, like, more than one? Cause if it’s the former I guess we’re on the same page.~ Is a shame I ain’t caught you around the place, but I guess that’s just how it is sometimes. Ain’t been the most sociable creature myself. Been trying to grind some rep with the guild to get myself that C rank consideration! Make sure I can take on some jobs that feel a little more worth my time than some civilian’s errand girl eh?~”

Ava still felt more than a little curious about Mia’s situation with Alisa and the guild, but couldn’t help but just let it result in a cheeky smirk when she talked about Alisa’s habits with men and women, shaking her head with a chuckle and a tender sigh as she didn’t seem to be catching on to what Ava was letting down. Ahhh. Such innocence. Rare to see in a guild member of this guild of all places but amusing nonetheless it seemed. She calmed herself a little, and started to turn on her heels, hands cupped behind her head as she walked.

“Gallant, common courtesy, call it what ya like. I don’t think any gal in their right mind should leave another gal in trouble.~” She heard the talk about not joining the guild too young as she walked, smirking. “Well I hear guilds like fairy tail practically adopt kids into their ranks, so I wouldn’t worry about age, but as far as handling yourself goes, you definitely seem capable of that.~ I’mma head back to the party for now, but hit me up if ya want some company. Ciao Mia.~” With that she’d start to head off, hoping no one grabbed her lounger as she’d been away.

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Mia wasn’t much for the ocean, but she could at least enjoy the beach. Most of the real beach fun didn’t take place so far out that you needed to know how to swim, or anything close to the matter. If it was a situation where anyone with half a brain could still feel their toes touch the sand below the water, she wasn’t in a situation where she’d panic, and as such, with Blue Pegasus holding some sort of beach event, she didn’t see any reason to hide away from it. I mean, come on! Blue Pegasus babes in bikinis and getting sloshed on drinks?~ What was there to complain about there?~

Wandering along the beach, she sweeped to the side as some sloshed looking sailor boys rushed past her other side, shooting them a curious glance. One of them seemed to hesitate and give her a leering gaze, but as their gaze drifted down to the outside of her left bicep, they seemed to suddenly have a chill run down their spine based on the look on their face, rushing back off after their buddies. Mia couldn’t help but chuckle. What? Guild babes too intimidating for ‘em? Then what the hell where they doing on this beach today?~

Wearing a loose white beach shirt with her bikini underneath for now, she idly stretched her arms up over her head as she got closer to the music and the source of the party, a flowing breath oozing out of her lips as her lax gaze wandered over the golden sands. She wasn’t the biggest fan of getting this shit between her toes, but what self respecting person wore sandals when the beach sand was this fine? If it was a sloshy mess she’d understand maybe, but getting sandals caught beneath a layer of sand between them and your foot was the most annoying thing in the world to her.

She needed to start finding more pleasure in this beach then complaints however… and spotting a blue Pegasus mark on someone’s thigh she seemed to have her distraction. A sly little smirk across her lips as she slipped up behind them while they seemed to be lingering for a moment, a fellow blue Pegasus wandering off from them. “Well hello. Sorry to bother ya but I don’t suppose you’d happen to know the way to Blue Peg’s party?~” She asked, trying to get a cheeky little in with the woman shed slipped up on. “I mean I hear there might be a dress code but…”

Without much hesitation, the tall blonde hooked her hands beneath the shirt she’d worn, it’s loose fit making it easy enough to slip out of, making sure that as she hoisted it up, revealing her defined abdominal muscles and flexing out her biceps as they were hoisted up over her head. She adjusted her tinted aviators as she let the shirt hang over her shoulder like one might carry a towel, a cheeky smile flashing at the soft looking snowflake before her. “I’m pretty sure I fit the bill.~”

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Oh boy. This was gonna be a little too easy wasn’t it?~ Mia wasn’t the most perceptive person she could admit, so this was either someone stunned by the ‘audacity’ of someone less shameless to display themselves in such a manner so readily infront of a stranger, or this was someone who’d just had their heart stolen by a single flex of her own abs. Either way she wasn’t exactly one to complain about the end result it was getting her, and she doubted that any gal who couldn’t handle a bit of sauciness in their life would have their guild mark plastered on their thigh quite where this woman did. She’d seen enough gals in her more favored attire to know that’s about where some stockings or thigh highs might wind up finishing afterall. All the same, she kept her cheeky smile, looking over the stunned woman before her.

“Sorry luv’, seems I caught you with something else on your mind.~” She readily teased, taking one of the daintier woman’s hands rather boldly, the other hand of her own still holding the shirt over her shoulder, lifting her hand like a princely nobleman might rather than the blonde ruffian she appeared and sounded as. Lifting the hand towards her with that same cheeky smirk, but closing her eyes for a moment, as if about to kiss the back of the poor gal’s hand before flashing her gaze up at the last moment, still bowing low towards her hand, one foot behind the other, but not taking the final act of that gesture and pose. “Mia Kearney, always lovely to meet a Pegasus gal.~”

“MMmhm…~” She gav a suggestive little hum as the young woman’s words seemed to be ahead of her brain for a moment, waiting for the other shoe to drop in her almost dizzied gaze as she looked her in the eye, rising up from taking her hand like that, knuckles resting into her hips as they cocked to the side. Even with her muscular build and tomboyish habits, she was still a woman and knew how to hold her figure afterall. Especially if someone was ogling her so blatantly.~

Mia wasn’t the kind to judge her for it, of course not, and if anything if she’d seemed okay with it herself, Mia would never have bothered her about it. Girls who shared confident interest back, while a fair little meal themselves, where not people Mia cared to chase either. They just didn’t interest her all too much. She’d have a fun romp, show her own interest, but the nervous shy ones, or the prideful lionesses who didn’t want to show weakness? Those where the ones she’d happily pursue and… in this case, tease.~

“Oh, nothing to apologize for. Does a work of art complain about an appreciative gaze?~ The answer is no, no I don’t.~” She flashed a cheeky wink, flowing into a little chuckle of her own as she had her bit of fun. When she tried to proclaim it wasn’t usually like her, Mia’s grin only grew, tilting her head to the side to better keep eyes on the beaut before her. “Should I consider that more a compliment to myself, or an insult to the company you usually keep that they don’t get this sort of reaction from ya white?~”

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“Stillll what?~ I’m a mage. You think I need to work out this hard for anything other than a wandering gaze?~” She teased rather bluntly, sticking her tongue out with a smirk as she idly ran a hand back through her mane, pushing it behind her shoulders on her right hand side as she did so. She could tell the girl was quite nervous, but something about her just screamed a mix of shameless presentation with shameful personality. Like she had all the tools but no idea how to use them. It was definitely cute to say the least, and while maybe not something Mia would pursue long term, definitely fun to mess with in the here and now.

When presented back with the name she herself gave moments ago, Mia couldn’t help but chuckle as she asked- “Did I fry a few too many brain cells there luv?~ Pretty sure that’s my name.~” She had introduced herself a moment ago afterall, so it seemed like a fair jab to make given how stutter and uncertain the lass before her seemed capable of being, smirking across to her as she assumed her joke would land quite readily. Unaware that the two of them did in fact share the same name.

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“Yeeeah, the direct approach is more my style. Prefer to see the results rather than hope they show up.~” She added with a cheeky smile, not about to become shameful just because her own shamelessness was pointed out to her. It was why she tended to prefer girls who gave her a bit of chase if she was honest, they made for more fun banter. Once a girl was ‘in on the game’ so to speak, however quickly that was depending on the girl, it all lost a bit of it’s bite for her, lost the urge she had to pursue it all to begin with with that same vigor.

She couldn’t help but chuckle watching the realization on the young woman’s face, rolling her eyes as she hadn’t even seemed to realize Mia had already given her own name, guess she really had knocked the young lass off her feet with the approach she’d taken huh? Not that she was complaining about the effect she was having of course. If anything she found it flattering to herself. “I mean, I suppose you could take it that way.” She added with another little chuckle, the corners of her lips pulling up her cheek.

“Buuuut… I say we should check if we have anything else in common.~ How about you show me to the main party? I mean, if your guild is hosting it, I’m gonna need a representative to show me around right?~” She threw in a sly wink, trying to keep things light and teasing wherever possible, offering a hand across, not actually expecting it to be taken, given they’d just met, and holding hands was hardly something actual couples did these days, buuuut she did imagine the ‘charming’ approach it was indicative of would help fluster the lass before her.

“A smidge.~” She teased back, pinching her fingers together to emphasize the point, but not about to harp on it to a rude extent. She seemed to be getting the message afterall and Mia was happy to be heading down to the beach party. She had offered her hand as a sort of jokey, prince charming-esque gesture, but seeing the white haired beaut actually take her hand earned a little bit of a chuckle, shaking her head and squeezing that dainty mitt playfully as she walked alongside her for a moment, letting her hand drift out of Snow White’s when it felt natural.

She wandered into the party environment hand in hand for at least a few steps, smirking as a few people seemed to glance their way with no understanding of what lead to this blonde stranger holding hands with their white maiden. She seemed to say she wasn’t too familiar with everyone, but most of them at least seemed to recognize the blue Pegasus mark on her hip in comparison to the Fairy tail mark on Kearney’s own bicep.

“Really? I mean I guess I don’t get around Fairy tail much myself but-“ She paused, noticing the coil like grasp of her arm that was suddenly enacted, her lips parting with a scoff of surprise, shaking her head with a smirk as it curled up her lips, but continuing as normal despite the slight chuckle now underlying her voice. “Buuuut… that’s mostly because I’m out working, wanna get up the ranks as quickly as I can ya know? Can’t let them slow me down just because I’m fresh to the plate. I actually got some plans to make a mark but… that’s only if everything goes to plan.~”

She smiled a bit brighter at the friendly face comment, and shifted her arm a bit to better mingle with the young woman’s by her side, squeezing her fingers inbetween the white lass’s own in a reassuring gesture. “Awww. Friendly’s not one of the main ways im described but I certainly won’t knock it.~ Sure, happy to be by your side white.~”

While they wandered through the party, Mia’s gaze did drift a bit, just because she had one beauty on her arm didn’t mean her eyes couldn’t savor the whole menu afterall… and boy, was blue Pegasus a damn buffet. Girls of varying figures, all seeming quite classy in their presentation. Of course, with only beachwear, it was hard to really differentiate your styles anyway, but she liked to think any gal with blue Pegasus on their hip, thigh, or any other saucy location, tended to know how to hold themselves even when they had a little more clothing on. Mia’s lips even subtly wetted by a flick of her tongue as her gaze drifted to the rears of a few lass’ walking past them… but, if she felt the eyes of the other Mia on her, she’d turn her gaze back to her, and offer a reassuring smile nonetheless as they wandered through the party.

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