Maisie sat at her desk once again, waiting for her article to be varified by her boss. She sat there, doodling on her note pad. Little pictures of cats and doodles of her own name, all covering her notepad in various places.

"Maisie," Nikola said, walking into her office. Maisie jumped, and quickly covered her notepad. Nikola raised his brow, but didn't question anything. "Boss wants you to head out, told me you needed the day off. Come back in on Monday."

"What? Take the day off? That's ridiculous. I have work to do." Maisie said.

"Boss's orders, take the day off, see you in tomorrow." Nikola said quickly, crossing his arms. Maisie sighed, and picked up her bag.

"Fine. See you tomorrow." Maisie said, walking out the door of her office. She busted through the front doors of her building, and walked down the street to her townhouse. She muttered to herself until she unlocked the door and threw her bag into the closet. "Can't believe he sent me home! I've been working my tail off and I'm trying to keep it that way! Can't do that when I'm at home!"

She frustratedly paced her home, making huge hand gestures and kicking at the ground. Maisie would occasionally yell or something ridiculous like that. You'd think she was overreacting, but to Maisie, her job was everything.

"I can't stay here and be angry, I need to go out and do something." Maisie decided, and went upstairs to take off her work clothes. She opened the door, and began walking down the block. She wasn't really sure where she was going, but it was somewhere.

Maisie walked around the little town, cooling off from her meltdown she'd had a while ago. But eventually, Maisie sat down in her usual spot at a little diner type restaraunt and waited for her drink. Maisie sat there, flipping through the pages of a book she'd found at a little book store.

Maisie didn't even notice the jingle of the bells to indicate someone else had entered the extremely empty diner. Maisie heard the clicking of shoes, and then they stopped. Maisie looked up, and saw a very attractive pair of dark brown eyes staring down at her.

"Eve." Maisie said quietly, looking back at him.

"You were the reporter from a few weeks ago. I knew I recognized you." Eve said, setting a polished looking hand on the table. "Your name... it was an odd one. What was it...?" He asked hinself. Maisie offered to tell him, but he shook his head. "Maisie," he said quickly, snapping his fingers. "It makes sense now."

Maisie put on her reporter smile, and blinked a few times. "I'd hope so, I sure remember you. One of my favorite people to interview."

Eve smiled back. "I appreciate it that you find my life so very interesting."

"Would you like to sit? I wouldn't mind the company." Maisie lightly batted her eyes. Eve flipped his hair, and nodded, sitting down across from her.

"I didn't realize we lived so close to each other." Eve said, he seemed to be trying to make conversation.

"Well, I knew I lived close to your guild, but I guess I didn't quite realize how close." Maisie said, closing her book. She wasn't sure why she was being so kind, it's not that it was unlike her, she just wasn't sure what her own angle was.

"So how's the magazine coming? Working on anything big?" Eve asked, he seemed genuinely curious. Maisie sighed.

"They sent me home for the day. But other than that, I'm just waiting for the article I wrote on Blue Pegasus to be approved." Maisie looked slightly stressed.

"Sent you home? Why would they do that?" He asked. Maisie tilted her head. Had he just asked about her, and not the article written about him? That didn't make any sense, especially for someone so self absorbed. Maisie blinked a few times.

"I'm not sure... maybe because they were out of work for me?" She suggested, shrugging.

"You seem pretty bummed about it. I don't really think it's nothing like how you're trying to play it off as." Eve replied.

"My job is my life. I don't like it or dislike it. I like being kept busy and having a hectic life." Maisie tried her best to explain. Eve sat there, listening attentively. Maisie found it fascinating how different a person he could be in front of his teammates compared to how he really was.

"Sounds like it really isn't the job for you then," Eve said as if it were obvious. "If you don't like what you will most likely end up doing the rest of your life, your life isn't going to be worth much. Enjoying what you do, that's a different story."

"There isn't anything else I can do, unless it's journalism, I'm pretty useless."

"I beg to differ," Eve began. "You can make gigantic castles out if gem stones, that isn't something every molding magic mage can do. You have talent, and the look on your face while you were doing it was the one I see Ren and Hibiki and almost every other wizard get. You love magic, you love your magic."

Maisie sucked in a breath quickly, and sipped at her drink which had been set down sometime while they were talking. She knew he was right, Maisie knew she loved magic more than anything in her life. "I appreciate the counciling, but, I have my job as a reporter... I don't want to let everyone down."

"I don't think you will," Eve said. "Personally, I think your coworkers will be proud that you were able to break out of your comfort zone."

"Where would I go anyways? It's not like guilds are lining up to wanting me to join them. Most of the population doesn't even know I can wield magic." Maisie gave a heavy sigh, a job as a fully time wizard, Maisie liked the sound of it. But once again, she had Nikola to train, who would be running the magazine in a few short years.

"You could join my guild," Eve gave her a light smile. "Blue Pegasus likes pretty wizards, you've passed that part with flying colors," Maisie blushed profusely, and stared at her lap.

"If this is what you. want to do with your life, why are you holding back?"