The Magnolia Train Station is located in the outskirts of Magnolia. Like any other train station, it provides transportation for people who want to meet their desired location.
Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 5:27 am
» Azrael SaneamXxXxXxxXXXxxxXXX Arbiter of DarknessXxXxXxxXXXxxxXXX
Rogue Mage
XxXxXY'know a story is only good because of its plotline.
Azrael hadn't considered how busy the main city in Fiore would be. Granted he was used to the better life, the servants, the wine. He couldn't help but feel a sense of hopelessness but at the same time independence. It was good to be away from family, however he was sure the people around him knew the name of Saneam. They didn't show it, but he could feel it. Naïve maybe, but it wasn't his fault. Azrael grew up believing his family reaches far and wide, he wasn't aware how small they had become over the recent years. Declining in economy and all of that. In the end nothing could change Azrael's dream to become a mage. But he was forced to admit the people brushing past his shoulder as he stepped off the train was quite intimidating. He was worried, what if a man in a hurry with his coffee bumped into him and spilled his hot drink because Azrael wasn't watching where he was going. Azrael couldn't afford to deal with a situation like that. He didn't have the confidence for one. Azrael had come to Magnolia hearing lots about the different guilds. He wasn't sure which one he wanted to join, but he wanted one a bit quiet, but with its own blend of excitement. Gothic would be even better. He didn't want to be in a guild popularized by everyone, so he immediately avoided Fairy Tail. He had no reason to hate the guild, he just didn't want to be somewhere so busy. He had his own pace to work with first. Adjusting to Fiore for one.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo whistled as he walked down the long and narrow path beside the train tracks of the station. He'd been walking aimlessly since he'd reached the city but he was sure that, with enough time, a goal of nothing would eventually lead to something. Or something like that, he thought as he passed a grim looking man with the most terrible frown on his face. Weirdo, he thought to himself as he walked past him. Instantly, Lee Jo tripped on the long sash around his hip and nearly fell, barely catching himself in time.
It was at the time that Lee had tripped on his sash, that Azrael suddenly began to freak out. He wasn't scared of people, so much as he was of touching them. He didn't like physical contact. If he felt the skin of another human he could hear the blood moving between veins. It made him paranoid. So it only made sense that as Lee almost bumped into him, Azrael flung himself back to get away. Unfortunately doing so made him fall on unsuspecting people behind him. The next few moments involved a bump on Azrael's head, and lots of cursing. After the angered people had left to go on with their busy day Azrael sat up rubbing his head. Not even the bump on his head could help Azrael in deciding what guild he wanted to join.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo looked behind him and a guilty face saw people having been knocked over like dominoes. "Heheh, oops" he said as he saw the anger on many of their faces.
Azrael rose to his feet and stared at Lee Joe for a moment. Lee seemed odd to Azrael. A man whom had purpose. His own kind of 'posture.' The way he carried himself was admirable to Azrael. Still, Azrael couldn't help but greet him with a cold, "Perhaps the flashy sash wasn't a smart choice this morning?"
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo eyed the depressing man up and down with his intense examination and then made a kind of scoff. " Maybe you'd have seen me if your barber had trimmed your hair an inch shorter."
Azrael instantly went to the offensive. His fists clenching and his eyes narrowing at Lee Jo. At first Azrael had come off a bit scared, and 'depressing.' but his demeanor changed. It was hard to tell what, but suddenly he found himself standing straighter. In his head he could see himself really duking it out right now, but he didn't have a knife on him. So he wasn't going to be using his magic just yet, not unless Lee Jo gave him a reason. "No one can dodge stupidity." Azrael said a little louder than he had intended. But he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Azrael wasn't a fighter, he preferred watching the little ones squabble. He was laughing because Azrael wouldn't act like this, but theres a lot of things Azrael wouldn't do, but didn't stop to.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo's face didn't change as he looked to some of the less than swift people still try to get up from their impact with the depressing looking man. " I can see that" he said with a giggle.
Azrael smiled a bit, he could get to like Lee Jo. Though he did try to insult him, Lee Jo seemed to have ignored it, or perhaps he was oblivious. Either way Azrael just didn't want a fight, so this was beneficial. However, Azrael had things to attend to, and while hanging with Lee Jo was nice, he intended to get those things done. Step 1. Finding a guild. Azrael paused and looked at Lee Jo once more. "Are you aligned with a mage guild by any chance?"
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo raised a brow at the man with an added scowl. " What's it matter to you? he asked. Lee Jo was finding it hard to like this man. He didn't seem at all hospitable and that wasn't worth much in his book.
Azrael smirked a bit and adjusted the bag on his shoulder. "Just curious. After all you are the one who fell on me and didn't even bother to apologize. Honestly were you raised in a barn? The least you could do is tell me what guild you belong to." Azrael paused for a moment, his eyes staring at Lee Jo's, "but that's fine. If you aren't willing to tell me what it is I wanted to know, its no difference to me." With the final words Azrael bowed slightly, only his upper torso. "Ciao." He finished, and walked past the mage.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
✧ Lee Jo bit his lip as the man passed him. He was still moderately new to guilds but he knew that it was his job to recruit people. He turned and watched the depressing man head off. " Mermaid Heel" Lee Jo said before turning in his own direction and walking off, back to his guild. [Exit]
The train jostled and jarred, the people swayed and moved, each in their own world, each talking or reading and going about their lives, unaware of what the person three down from them were doing. One man however, sitting near the center of the train, his legs crossed casually and his head leaned back, watched everyone around him with half closed eyes. Two people that were three seats to his left were engaged in talking about their families. They were friends, from middle school apparently. They had, between them, four siblings, and two sets of parents. They were going to Magnolia for a shopping girl's day out. There was another man, dressed very nicely and with a hair cut that he didn't think a barber from around here could give, was sitting and reading the business section of the paper. He was coming here for something business related, probably a corporation type that dealt with large amounts of money and property. Then... there was that one, near the door, glancing at the people around him with a shy, nervous look in his eyes that betrayed the confidence that he tried to paste on his face. The way he kept himself positioned, the way his shoulders hunched slightly, introverted as if trying to protect himself... He was the one that had caught the red head's attention.
So it was, when the train stopped and people began to file off in their normal lazy rush, that the male stood and walked off as well, his goal, the dark haired young man that was a bit too well dressed for his age and this section of town. When the young man stopped, looking around a bit nervously, the red haired male couldn't help but smile. The child really did look out of place... Though, someone else walking up, with a bit of a confident swagger in his step, drew the light brown gaze of the male, his head tilting to the side slightly as he watched what next transpired. The brown haired male tripped over the sash around his waist, causing him to tumble into the black haired one that had gotten off of the train. After that, the black haired male fell backwards into a crowd of people behind him because of a strange little freak out that he had suddenly. He would have fallen into Nogi himself, but the red head had the mind enough to step aside and out of the general clammer of people as he saw the young man tip.
As the two males righted themselves, they began to exchange words, and for a moment the red head thought that the pair might actually start fighting right there in the train station. If that were to happen, he would most certainly have to intervene, he couldn't stand by and let innocent by standers get caught in a possible mage battle's cross fire... No matter how weak the mages battling might be. However, the dark haired male seemed to have some measure of control as he decided that it wasn't worth it and started to walk away, but not without asking what Guild the other person belonged to. The brown haired male was hesitant to reply, which the dark haired male decided was a waist of his time and started to leave. Then the brown haired one did something that made Nogi think that perhaps, he was just as shy and uneasy as the first one, he quickly blurted out that he was a member of Mermaid Heel and then turned and left just as quickly.
The red head shook his head, long hair waving back and forth as he chuckled, leaving against a pillar as he watched the two. Well, the one was in Mermaid Heel, so no real reason to follow him unless he wanted to speak with the Guild Leader in Mermaid Heel. This other one though, he might be on the look for a Guild to join, and what better than his own? Pushing himself from the pillar, he began to follow behind the black haired boy, curious to see what he would decide.
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Azrael paused once more. For whatever reason his interaction with Lee Jo suddenly gave him a bit of courage. After all, the Saneam man just took on a mage in a word battle and somehow walked away unscathed. Still though, he could feel this sense of paranoia. It usually didn't flicked off unless it was warning him. That or he had been thinking too hard about water. Azrael hated the water, or perhaps the water wasn't the right word. Azrael hated the things in it. The abyss, the kraken. The fantasy creatures that eat sailing ships whole. To this day Azrael refused to step into the ocean. A bath or two is fine, but not the ocean. The human cannot function in water properly. They can't move as quick, they are restrained. Its why they build ships, and don't just swim across the ocean. So when an unknown but rather large creature is deciding to eat you for supper, if your in the water? You don't get to run away. You get to watch, and think upon the oncoming destruction.
The thought made his hands began to shake. He shook his head suddenly and continued walking. It was at this point that the paranoia began to appear. He glanced behind him and didn't notice anyone in part- the red haired man from the train. Of course it was him! That man had been staring at him the whole ride! He also noted the red clothing as he fell back from Lee Jo's incident. Azrael made sure to turn his head back just like normal, as if he didn't notice Nogi in the first place. He couldn't quite decide what it was he wanted to do about this situation. Looking down on his clothes he realized that he was dressed rather 'proper.' Perhaps this red headed man was a robber picking out his next target? The thought made Azrael tighten his grip on his bag. He wouldn't allow it. As of this instant Azrael could easily be lost in the crowd, no wait! He couldn't do that, not with this clothing. He drew a breathe and suddenly stopped walking. Turning to face Nogi whom he expected to almost bump into him.
"Did you need something? If its because I almost fell on you earlier I humbly apologize. However if you needed something else from me spit it out now. I can't be wasting my time.
So with blood on my hands, I shall forge a story to be told to gods.XxXxX
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