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The wind blew in my window, making my curtains sway with its breeze. I smiled as it brushed through my hair. Which was shorter than it once was, barely brushing my shoulders when it was wet. I smiled and pushed myself away from the window. The smell of pancakes and bacon was invading the home. I fixed my clothes on my body, a blousy jumpsuit. It was just a lazy day at the guild so I didn't wear my mission clothes. Days when I could pick comfort over functionality were far and few. So I was happy. Peeked at myself in the mirror.
Bright, happy. A stark contrast to the me I was before. Now I could be happy, or I could be rage incarnate. I was no longer muddled and anger. Lashing out at random intervals whenever something brushed a sore subject. But now. I was a new person. I had a new life that I loved. A guild that loved me back, people who really cared. I felt. Useful. Appreciated. It really was great.
"Lushi! C'mon, Silv made fishhh~" I laughed, looking at myself once more. I was missing something… I smile, oh yeah, that's it. I snapped my fingers and my bangs were swept up into a few small bob pins. They phased in and out for a moment before solidifying. Their weight tightened against my hair as it shifted from light into reality. I smiled and skipped down the stairs, past the other's bedroom into the kitchen. Happy floated by my head, probably dreaming of fish was he drooled with a lazy grin. Gliding with his new orange backpack, a white guild mark on his back. For our guild, Shadow Bonds. A very strange name, but it was fitting. The guild mark being a tangle chain that form a mangled heart. It was unique, I really liked it. My own guild mark was black, shimmering proudly on my collarbone. My old guild mark was no where to be seen, only bright skin and jagged white scar tissue remain underneath my glove.
Sliding into my seat at the table I smiled as a freshly brewed cup of coffee was at my place before I sat down I smiled at Mason. Thanking him slightly with a nod of my head. His normally stoic expression broke for a moment to give me a small smirk and ruffle my hair before turning back to fiddle with whatever item he was working with. His brown hair is darker than Fare's. Dark brown with red tips. Not neon blue, but rather a dark blue. It looked good on him. Strange that it was natural. Considering that his sibling was a fiery red head. A red head who was going to be late and not going to be home before our joint mission with another guild like usual. She never liked sitting still for so long. She was like the magic she controlled. Spontaneous and wild, but light and beautiful.
Happy settled beside me, in-between me and the other person at the table. Well, person is a loose term for Fallon. Her black fur was smooth and she was upright gracefully. Not a patch of any color on her. She looked regal, almost human for a wolf companion. I acknowledged her.
"Good morning Fallon, where's Fareign today?" She snorted.
"Probably doing something stupid and ignoring the errands he's supposed to run." I smiled and scratched her ears sympathetically.
"Worse comes to worse we can pick it up at the beginning of the mission. It'll all be good." Fallon smirked with that muzzle of hers.
"Oh, great wording for a published author huh Luciel?" I stuck my tongue out at her playfully.
"No fighting girls, as much as I love a good cat fight it's time for breakfast." The man walked into the kitchen. An amused smile was spread across his lips and a hand was on his hip. Showing on the pastel blue and frilly apron on his body. His whitish hair was held up in a blood red ponytail and a pan was held tightly in his hands. I smiled up at him as he moved to lean over my shoulder.
"Thank you Silv," He kissed my forehead and moved onto the exceeds, giving them their food and then placing food on Mason's plate. Watching with a smirk as Mason didn't flinch or notice. Just kept fiddling with the metal object in his hands. Silverynn raised a hand up to grab the bottom of Mason's chin before pulling him up and smashing his lips against the brunet boy's. Causing the blank face to light up in a bright red blush. I giggled.
"You weren't saying thank you, so I took a thank you. Love you hun!" With that Silverynn sat down beside Mason. Leaving his boyfriend a stuttering, blushing, mess without any coherent thought. Surprise attacks were apparently very effective.
I absent mindedly took out my journal and started scribbling random thoughts that came into my head. Eating my pancakes with my other free hand.
"Do either of you remember who we're doing this joint mission with? I can't remember the guild." I hummed, I didn't think we're told, but they are supposed to stay with us tonight. So we can get to know each other better and talk about how we're going to go through with the mission. It wasn't particularly difficult, but the thieves had numbers, like thirteen, so the people who requested the guilds also wished for there to be at least two guilds involved. Hence our guild leader reached out to another and each put forward a team. Our guild leader picked us. Sure, we weren't the strongest group, and that was fine, but our guild leader entrusted us the duty of representing the guild, so I knew that we'd have to do our damn best to show them who was truly the best guild in Fiore.
Winking at Happy I smiled, "I don't remember, but whatever guild or team it is I can assure you that we'll be the closet, therefore the best." Mason pumped a half-hearted fist and Silv cheered.
"Damn right we are!" I scratched Happy's ears as he purred happily as he sat on a full stomach. I pulled away from him as I finished my breakfast and held my hands out in front of me palms up. A glittering essence enveloped me for a moment before the white mixed with dark and the clothing solidified on my form. I could put on the jumpsuit later, I wanted to train a little before the other team got here. I had time right?
"Luciel." The tone was warning. I just giggled and shrugged.
"Call me babe! C'mon Happy." I rushed down the stairs to our miniature work out room. It wasn't anything really fancy, a treadmill, and bingo, a punching bag. I tightened the gloves onto my fingers. My boxing gloves, unlike my normal dark brown leather gloves.
A right hook, a kick, and I got into a rhythm, each movement leading into the other. Fluid and easy. It wasn't rushed, it was just something to keep me in shape and active really. Physical strength wasn't my strong suit and I've accepted that. However my magic. I smiled. I like to think I've gotten pretty good at that. Also being honest I can throw someone a good length away with my whip.
Sweat glistened on my skin, making my sports bra and spandex cling to my skin even more tightly. I smirked and snorted. I knew someone that would enjoy this. A chiming interrupted me in the middle of a kick.
"You think they're here Lucy?" I looked up the stairs and gave a grin as I heard murmured voices.
"Most likely, shall we?" Happy landed on my head as I jogged up the stairs.
"Aye!" This was going to fun wasn't it?