Screaming into the water, the bubbles of air floating to the surface of the murky lake behind the sanctuary, Vallena looked down to see….
"A hand?" She mouthed, staring in disbelief as she saw the face of none other than Mia grinning at her. In total shock, Vallena forgot about her screaming lungs and just stared at Mia, which her reaction was to cock her eyebrow, and drag the shocked girl up to the surface.
Bursting through the green surface of the lake, Mia grinned at her. Seizing the girl's wrist, she dragged her towards her and hugged her.
"Mia, I have nothing on…" She squirmed, trying to pull away.
"I know." She grinned, "It's just like all those other nights." She said, grinning at her, before leaning forward and planted her lips upon the monk girl's.
Vallena felt comforted, and let the kiss grow deeper. As Mia's hand reached deeper into the water, she nearly jumped out of the water.
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"Wow…" She panted, looking over at Mia, "that was great." She said, staring at her from the shore of the lake.
"Wasn't it?" She said, grinning at her and scratching her neck. "Well, with all the practice we get, what else would it be?"
Laughing out loud, the two quickly dried and dressed, before heading out to Prontera, to see what the rest of the new day had to offer.
"So, what's the plan?" Asked Vallena, strolling down the street, and browsing at the shop stalls.
"I was thinking something like heading over to the main guild area to sign up for one." She said, smiling at her.
"Really? You finally want to join a guild? Well, alright, but don't get impatient and pick a random o-" She was interrupted, however, when she was dragged over to a ring of people, who were all standing around a woman.
She had long blue hair, slightly wavy, and the skimpiest outfit she had ever seen, next to a dancer's. But of course, the overly huge hammer she was about to swing down on some poor knight's sword gave her away. She was a blacksmith.
BOOM
The metal was completely crushed together by the force of the impact. Pouting, the blacksmith apologized to the sobbing knight, and walked off to a few other people who were chatting away idly.
"This looks interesting." Mia said, as she stepped over the shattered remains of the sword, barely missing the knight's face.
Reaching the group, they saw that there was only two males. One was an older crusader, an old cross shaped scar from forehead to chin and cheekbone to cheekbone was painfully obvious. His faded red hair still stuck in spikes.
Next was a huntress, with flame red hair, neatly separated into two ponytails, which were laying across her shoulders, bound by brass rings. Her eyes were a pale blue, and looked as a child's, so full of mischief and innocence.
Next was an assassin, whom unlike his brethren, he was very cheery and open. He had long white hair that reached his shoulders. The huntress pulled down the bandana covering his left eye, and there was a wicked scar tracing through his left eye.
And lastly there was a dancer, who was busy flirting with young boys, probably around twelve, who were ogling her body, tanned from the rich sun of Comodo, and she had tan brown hair that was let down her back, and over her shoulders.
"Hello, I was just wondering, are you a guild?" Mia said, smiling at them, while pulling Vallena along as well, seemingly reluctant to let her go.
"Why yes, we are the Brass Angels." The crusader said, smiling at them, "Are you interested in joining?" He asked, patting the huntress' head, and walking up to them.
"Yes, we are looking for a guild. We've grown very much in the last while." Mia said, shaking the man's hand. "How can we join?"
"You just have to accept this invitation, and you're in." He said, handing them two invitations, which they hastily checked the 'yes' box. "Great, now follow us to the guildhouse." He said, grabbing the reigns to a weathered peco and hopping on. "Elvira, stop playing with Orin." He said, smiling at them, before starting off at a slow pace. The others followed, and the two got the hint and walked quick to catch up to them.