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Arietta Forsyth - Fairy Tail HQ
Arietta peered curiously at Ayano, gauging her reaction with those ears perking up to pick up the emotion in the vampire's words. It was touching to help a child in such a way and Aria knew deep down that Ayano wasn't as terrible as the girl seemed to think. Being bred to act a certain way or pushed to drastic means happened to a lot of people and living with survival instincts wasn't the only way, hopefully the vampire would be able to learn that. People were halfly to blame, being judgmental and shunning the small girl, forcing her to feel isolated and alone. Having noboody to turn to would change a person and Aria wouldn't be surprised if fear and solitude had shaped Ayano to hate mankind for a period of time. Well not anymore, that was going to change. " Happiness stems from a lot of places and things. The fact that you can still feel and recognize it means you're not as far from your humanity as you might have thought. " Aria's expression seemed hopeful as she spoke, eyes lingering on the vampire child before flickering towards Sera. I wonder if those two could become friends, being so alike. It will certainly be interesting to see them walk the new paths laid before them. Aria smiled at the inner conversation being held with herself as she looked towards the three new faces in her life.
An eyebrow had lifted itself upwards as Timothy began to speak, only to be defended and backed up by Ayano. A tilt of the head let her messy white mop of wavy hair to shift and fall past her shoulders, lithe figure leaning against the desk whilst her arms found their ways crossed snugly across her chest. " Family trait? I have an odd feeling that you're more unique than you might want to admit. " Her nose wrinkled a bit, as if the suspicion was sprinkling itself like pepper upon her face and making her want to sneeze. The feeling soon passed and she sighed heavily, almost wanting to scold the child for being so silly. He really had no idea how important he was, one of a kind even, and the self doubt he harbored was only a hindrance. " Magic isn't the only way to support your friends. " Her hands came to fall upon his shoulders, the touch only confirming her skepticism but a smile seemed to linger as she continued speaking. " I know you're strong, I can feel it. " Her fingers flexed against his coat for emphasis and then relaxed, yellow hues bearing into those mechanical ones that were so perfect that it was no surprise that his whole facade fooled everyone.
" You're special. I see it, your new friends see it, and you would be a fool to not realize that you have a place in this world too. I'll accept you into the guild as well but we are going to work on the faith you have in yourself. If you want others to rely on you, you need to stop doubting yourself. " Aria's hands had begun creeping downwards to his waist as she spoke, fingertips trailing with an expertise that would leave anyone breathless but she doubt he could feel it nor was it intentional. She picked him up then, arms having coiled around his frame and pulled him into a sudden and tight hug. " Plus you're so stinkin' cute! Look at that uncertain and misplaced blush! " Her whole serious demeanor had vanished and turned almost into an overly excited fan girl one. They twirled once, Aria's smile glistening in glee before she put him down and released him with a playful bounce as she took a few steps away from them.
" Ayano, Timothy, and Verdana. " That smile dropped and the drastic change probably made everyone in the room nervous, each name falling from her lips with a heaviness that would demand attention. " I will accept all three of you into the guild. I believe you all have the heart and spirit for it, regardless of the questionable past in some of your lives. The harbinger of change demands that I extend the chance and offer for you all to do something amazing. To become part of something that will carve an eternal mark on your souls. Please understand that where I am kind, I am also protective and won't hesitate to do what I deem necessary shall a situation ever arise where I need to. Do not try to make a fool out of me because that would be the last thing you would get the opportunity to try to do. " Aria didn't mean to sound or visually appear so scary but those yellow hues bore into each of them like a scolding parent, the only thing missing was the finger wagging and the disapproving head shakes. " Other than that, I am here if you need any guidance, any at all. You can confide in me about anything and I will know if you're lying for I am the master of deceit. " That smile reappeared, albeit wider than before, canines exposed fully.
" Now come back tonight to receive your marks! Remember to have a colour and place picked out for it or else I'll choose for you. " A cute and sly wink followed the last remark as she walked around the desk and plopped into the comfy looking chair behind it, legs politely crossing that hefted her dress up a bit to expose pale yet enticing thighs." I only say later because I have no idea where the stamp is... " She admitted with a bashful gaze to the side, hands fumbling to scatter papers that went flying off the desk to fall slowly to the ground as she began her search for it. " It'll show up eventually... " She mumbled, attention dwindling from the group as she started the exasperating hunt within the unruly office that only looked like Sora must have had a freak out within it. It was slightly funny to watch her scoot around the office in a hurried frenzy, things flying around chaotically as she refused to leave the comfort of her seat.
As soon as they took their leave though, Aria would come to a sliding halt, a long drawn out sigh being released as her thoughts drifted back to the day that she received her mark. Mavis's comforting and reassuring smile had moved her and Aria knew that she would have followed the girl anywhere, protected her with all the magic and power that resided within her if she had stayed. That one regret lingered like a dark omen that never ceased to remind her of that terrible choice she had made that day by leaving everything behind. Now she could make up for it and watch over the children and this time there would be no running. Not again. Her white hair hit the desk first, splaying out as her cheek shortly followed to rest upon its cold surface, Mavis's name being mouthed but not spoken as her eyes drooped to a serene close.
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