Solas Sky (Private)

[Coro]

@Broken\-Angel


Asmodai Malleus, the gruff and grizzled looking man with more scars than most people had hairs on their head, stood tall in the midday sun. His dark brown hair, grown shaggy and unkept in the few years since the war ended, fell to his shoulders, it's length matching the length of the beard that jutted from his face, similarly messy and ragged. His beige trench-coat hung loose fitting around his muscular form, as he towered over Abby and Lilith.


"Alright. The guy ought to be around here somewhere. Remember, the reports were saying it's a kid about Abby's age, with black hair who likes wearing goggles. If you spot him, try talking to him one-on-one, but notify everyone before making your approach." Asmo, as he usually went by, explained in an overly formal and militaristic fashion. He'd always been a member of Fiore's standing army, but the war had really changed him. It was hard to get out of the mindset. He undertook most, if not all tasks presented to him in a similar fashion. Straightforward, and earnestly.


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Tybalt Hale grinned as the piece of bread floated gently away from the stall across the street, the merchant looking the other way. It suddenly sped up, shooting to his open hand. Standing up, fixing his goggles on his forehead with his free hand, he took a large bite from the loaf.


"Thanks, sucker." He muttered with a mischievous smirk as he strolled down the street.

 

[Broken-Angel]

Lilith Adams, stood in front of her Guild Master with a stern expression and a stiff back. She looked every bit of the S-Class mage that she was. Her spine was stock still and her expression never slipped as she was given her orders. Of course she also knew that the Master would never give her crap missions anyway. To Abigail maybe, but not to her. The light breeze blew her waist length blonde hair across her face. Her cold blue eyes stayed on the Master, soaking in every word that was spoken. There were no such things as failed missions to her. And this one would be just another successful mission.


Abigail Woods, stood next to her fellow guild mate. She wouldn't outwordly say it but Lilith, gave her the creeps sometimes. It wasn't that she scared the young wizard, it was just that it seemed like nothing scared the woman. Every potentially dangerous job that came across the Master's desk, it seemed that Lilith was all too eager to take it. It was like the woman had a death wish or something. Well more power to her, Abigail would just stick to the normal jobs that he gave her. Crap, she was supposed to be listening to what the Master was talking about. Guess it was a good thing that Lilith was with her. That chick never forgot anything. She stuck her hands back into the pocket of her black hoodie, paying back attention to the Master. So a dude with goggles, hmm? Sounded simple enough so why was they both going? Something didn't seem right with this mission but she never doubted the Master, so she would do what was asked of her.


Both girls nodded at the Master after they had been given the rundown. They turn on thier heels and began to walk away from the guild hall. Lilith still wore her normal stern expression and Abigail had her normal expressionless expression. Both girls weren't much up for causal conversations but when you were on missions, who needed that? So they walked in silence, both keeping their eyes forward, most likely thinking of a course of action to take with this mission. It was time to get serious, so they both needed a game plan.

 

[Coro]

Asmo turned, smiling to himself. Those two girls would help him carry this guild, this project of his, to the very end. Lilith was everything he needed as a second-in-command, let alone as a strong S-Class mage in her own right. He wouldn't have anyone else as his right-hand "man", and he had made that clear to the rest of the Magic Council. Seeing as only one other member had seen real conflict in the war, very few members could refuse his requests, he held a place of respect and honour.


That one other member though, that Lunas Astrumregis.... He might pose a problem, from a political standpoint later on.


But political problems weren't something to worry his guild members with. He'd deal with those.


Personally, if need be.


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Strolling in the street in front of some new guildhouse, Ty looked it up and down. Nice place, but the name wasn't even displayed yet. How was someone supposed to know about it if the name wasn't displayed. He shrugged, looking at the logo. A symbol of a sun, very bright and glimmering even, in the midday light. As the door opened and two ladies came out, Ty glanced them up and down quickly. They looked like trouble frankly.


Oh well, He thought. Not my business if they look scary. He grinned, taking another bite of his stolen bread and continuing down the street.

 

[Broken-Angel]

Leaving the guild house behind, Lilith and Abigail begin their track to find this guy. Unknown to them, he's closer than they think. He is, in fact, right in front of them and it's Abigail who noticed.


The younger girl stopped in her tracks and looked up at Lilith. "Hey Lil, not that I can't be wrong, but isn't that the guy we're looking for?". She points to the figure walking off while stuffing his face full of food. Abigail has a slight look of disgust on her face. "Didn't anyone ever teach the guy manners? I mean who eats like that? One would think he was starving to death. But just looking at him you could tell that, that was not the case". She placed her hands back into her pockets as she waited for Lilith to take notice as well.


Lilith, with her mind else where, barely noticed the younger wizard talking to her. When she seen the girl stop walking, she turned to look at her. At her words, she turned and sure enough she was right. The young man that was walking just a few feet ahead of them, was indeed that guy they were looking for. She turned back to the young girl with a slight smile. "Good eyes you've got Abby. You really do belong in this guild. For now we can just follow him. Not too close though. Just close enough that we don't lose him. We can't have him spotting us, lest he take off running".


The small brown haired girl, nodded. Somewhat surprised to hear such praise from someone like Lilith. For her to compliment you, you had to make a great feat. So yea it felt kinda good". Keeping close to Lilith, Abigail walked normal and kept calm. This was the first time that she got to go on a job with Lilith. She did not want to mess with up. With her hands in her pocket, she followed Lilith's every move. When she gave the okay, she would be ready to take this guy and wrap this job up".

 

[Coro]

Blinking, Ty spied the usual rooftop he met his contact on. His hands glowing purple for a moment as he channeled his magic, gravity for him became light as he leaped from the street up onto the rooftop beside him, a couple doors down from the guildhouse.


Seeing his contact hadn't arrived yet, he sat and waited, taking another massive bite of his loaf of bread, leaving only a small piece left.


Licking his lips, he figured after this job, he might not need to steal food anymore. Having come to the Royal City had been a big change for him, and people weren't too welcoming of foreigners after the war, but using his magic, he always had a full belly. He made sure of that, at least.

 

[Broken-Angel]

Turning the corner, the girls lost him for just a moment and Lilith frowned, looking around. Of course had they not already knew about his magic abilities, it would have been much harder to find him. With in a matter of minutes, the S-Class wizard, spotted him on top of one of the rooftops.


Abigial tilted her head slightly as she looked up at the male wizard. "What are the chances that we could knock him down from there? I mean you're a pretty good shot and he can't run forever, right?". I smirk laid itself across her lips as she turned to look at her elder partner.


Lilith let out a quiet chuckle and shook her head. "I like how you think little one". She smiled as well and summoned her own lightening magic. Not enough to hurt the boy but enough to startle him and maybe if they were lucky, get him on the ground and at thier level. If they could manage that, then it should be a piece of cake bagging him right?


With a flick of her wrist she sent a small spark to the tiles next to him, just enough to get his attention, as they sat there and waited for him to notice them.