It had been a summer day, when the rain had started to pour over the guild hall. She'd walked in behind the master. Quiet steps and quick glances as she followed him through the maze of benches and wizards, ignoring those that called after her.
He had turned away then, uninterested in a mage who was either too weak or too shy to stand up for herself. Continued scanning the request he'd picked after seeing the reward. When they had disappeared into his office, he'd heard the sound of fabric rustling and didn't need to face him to know that smug satisfaction was sure to be all over Jose's face. Like a spoiled little child who'd just gained a new puppet.
She left, as quick as she came, and having deemed the job worthy, Gajeel left too. Jumping up into the rafts, through the window and sliding to a steady stop before bumping into their newest member. Or rather, through her.
Cold and wet, he shook himself off, ready to retaliate when he heard her muttering. He'd expected an apology. Instead a steady jet of water shot towards the other wizards who'd followed her out, their shrieks matching those of the lower members who wasted their time picking on the few that were weaker than them. Likely the ones responsible for her rude welcome.
She opened her umbrella and walked past him without another word.
By the time he'd moved off, a grin was tugging at his lips and the sun was back out. A challenge.