Fairy Tail RP

“I know we are.” *Fenwick looks out at the lake.* “He’s...well I just wish he would make an effort to help himself.”

Melody puts her boots aside and slips her feet in the lake. "My brothers are different from each other too. In some ways." Melody sighs.

*Fenwick crosses his legs.* “How’s Roland?”

"He's good. He's been acting a little strange lately." Melody speks.

“Strange?” *Fenwick asks.*

Melody nods. "He's been saying he has a friend that's always there but...I don't see her."

“Kids always have imaginary friends.” *Fenwick says.*

"I never did at 11." Melody shrugs looking at the water. "Then again I don't talk to many people now."

*Fenwick grips the grass, getting frustrated with the embers. They just won’t stop. His jaw clenches.* “I see.”

Melody giggles as a few embers fall on her hand and she blows them across the water. "Well I mean any party I really go to, I just disappear when Freya or her twin is around." She watches the embers. "At least people are having fun."

“I can’t really get in on that.” *Fenwick says.*

"On what?" Melody asked

“Those girls with that dancing and...” *Fenwick shrugs.* “That kind of stuff.”

"I see." Melody kicks some water. "As long as Freya doesn't use her magic anyway."

“That kind of stuff scares me. Never know what’s real.”

"Yeah I don't want to be under her magic anytime soon." Melody falls back "though Washington and the others seemed to enjoy it."

“Well...shes really hot even without the magic.” *Fenwick says.*

Melody frowns "yeah I guess so... I wonder how my friend Medea is. Haven't seen her in awhile."

“Medea? The bald chick?” *Fenwick looks over at Melody.*

"Yeah?" Melody nods. "Last I saw her was at the party."

“She went home with Orion I think.” *Fenwick snickers.*

"Orion? We usually go to the same tournament every year." Melody sits up to drink her coffee. "You think everyone would go after Freya?"

“Jealous?” *Fenwick looks over at her.*

"Well...maybe a little." Melody sighed

Washington looks up. “What’s wrong? Is that okay?” // “Anything is possible, we have magic, afterall.” She glares at him. “But now that you here, and refuse to leave.” The wall behind him begins to form again. // Fleur presses her lips together. “Just as long as you leave before Dark, we can do anything.”