Aaah, I can't believe it's been a year since I made this account! I wasn't even planning on writing anything, but here we are! It amazes me how far I've come with just being on here a year and I hope the next year will be even better!
Maybe I should start by updating more often...
"Are you fucking insane? As if I'd ever agree to something like that!"
The quiet yet amiable chatter ground to a halt as more than a few heads shifted to look in Cobra's direction. Normally shouting was barely regarded with a passing thought in the guildhall, but with so many members gone it was felt like a bomb going off. Noticing the shift in the atmosphere of the room, Cobra choose to simply glare at the barmaid (who hadn't shifted from her much too happy smile since she spoke) and hope that she would drop her horrid plan and leave.
On that note of wishful thinking, it would also be nice if Zeref would just drop dead and for all the dark guilds to spontaneously combust all at once. You know, just a thought.
Mirajane stared at him with an almost awe-filled look in her eyes, "Well now," she paused for a small giggle which nearly elicited a growl from Cobra, "you're taking this much better than I expected you too."