Fairy Tail RP

“Well, uh, what’s the job?” He asks. “Are we going to do something cool?”

"There's a burglar running around. Nobody has been able to catch them yet. Who is we?" Willow raised an eyebrow

Salem scowls. “Us? You and me?” He points to her, then himself.

"You know your buddy won't be happy with you hanging around with me." Willow speaks sarcastically as she headed out.

"Medea Kuro Morgan." Skeleton's voice rings out behind Medea, as she sits cross-legged on the porch of the Morgan household. "What bothers you this fine afternoon?" Skeleton's wide grin greets Medea when she turns to look at him. "I just...can't imagine what it was like. For you, I mean. Back then." Skeleton's grin turns to a frown. He sits down next to her. "Don't have pity for us. I wouldn't have had it any other way." Medea furrows her brow. "You all suffered so much, why wouldn't you want to change that?" Skeleton nods his head. "Yes we did suffer. Lost a lot of friends. Loved ones. Your grandfath-...er...Great Uncle? He gave his life for all of us. Of course, at times I wish things had been different for us. Yet...I don't. Those days under the Baron's control...they shaped us. We wouldn't be the same without it. Your genetics, they play into who you become, but so does your environment. We are here now, because of the load on our shoulders then. I wouldn't be the same. Your mother, the woman I love with all my heart, wouldn't be the same. We wouldn't have had you." Skeleton grins and gently hits his daughter's shoulder. "Time is cruel, Medea. I would know. I can watch the decay of anything, I can see the way in which time breaks things down, destroys them, makes them fade into nothingness. But that's also the beauty of life, Medea. It's fleeting. You enjoy spring so much because it comes after the coldness of winter. Without winter, spring wouldn't have it's charm. Life is the same." Medea chuckles to herself. It's just like her father to try and be poetic at a time like this. "I love you Dad. I-I...know it doesn't seem that way sometimes but...I try my best." Skeleton shakes his head. "I learned from my father how not to be a father...so...it means a lot that you love me. I couldn't say the same for mine."

Ethan and Felix stood out by the river. Both practicing their abilites. "Think master will have an s class trial some time?" Ethan asked forming round arc of time balls to charge at Felix's barrier of ice. "Why? You aren't even old enough to be an s class!" Felix shrugs. "No, but who do you think would win?" Ethan asks. Felix shrugs. "I'm not sure. They are all talented in their own ways." Felix sighed. "Wish I was." He grumbles under his breath.

Orion and Melody were out doing target practice. Fighting to see who was better. The gunman or the bowman. Both with challenges in their eyes they manage to almost be the exact same. "Damn it. Just one of these times it would be nice to not end in a draw?" Orion sighs. Melody giggles. "Just means we can't out do eachother this time again." She fixes her outfit. "Until next time." She waved heading towards the guild.

Atticus is walking with a blonde female down the sidewalk, they're talking abnormally quiet. In sync they stop talking as someone draws near. Atticus and the female walk closely, she's his age, maybe older. Large bulky breasts, thin waist and a huge ass that barely fits in her jeans. Her makeup- specifically her eyebrows- are on point. Her eyes are a light green. She catches the attention of most men walking by, but Atticus seems more interested in the ground then her. But they are both equally deep in the conversation.

Walking down the sidewalk opposite to Atticus is the figure of a man in a brown cloak, his face entirely shrouded. The sleeves are so long even his hands aren't visible. The pace the man is walking is equal to that of a snail. // Fenwick props his feet up on a table in the guild, sitting there reading a magazine, the cover featuring a little cottage.

Atticus stops once they hit an intersection. The girl gives him a small hug goodbye, and nods as she pulls away. She heads off in one direction and Atticus looks toward the other. He watches the man with white eyes.

The man stops, his head pointed towards Atticus. "You seem rather busy for a murderer."

Melody enters the guild with a bright smile on her face. "Hey Fenwick!"// Lily wanders around the town. She found everything here so...strange. Why couldn't she remember her own parents?

Fenwick slams the magazine shut and throws it over his shoulder. "Hello!"

Melody blinks "what were you reading?"

"Just a magazine, not important." Fenwick replies.

Atticus raises his eyebrow, "Excuse me?" He scowls

"You seemed to get rid of it rather quickly." Melody crosses her arms and goes to pick it up off the ground

Fenwick furrows his brow. "You love sticking your face into other people's business?" // The man raises his arm towards him. "You have crimes to answer for."

Melody sighs. "Well whatever. " she sits down leaving the magazine behind

He frowns, almost taking aback. "I didn't murder anyone, you psycho." He spits in his direction next to his foot. "Who the hell even are you?"

A light shines from within the sleeve of the man before a bright yellow crystal fires out from within towards Atticus, leaving a trail of blue energy as it cuts through the air. // "Did I ruin your mood?" Fenwick asks.

"It isn't like it has been ruined before." Melody shrugs. "I was hoping to talk to AJ but it seems she isn't here today."

The mention of AJ causes Fenwick to put his face down on the table and groan. "Isn't that a shame."

"Something wrong about AJ?" Melody tilts her head

"Yeah, she doesn't like me." Fenwick complains, glancing up at Melody.