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[attr="class","spellbound-text"]Romance wasn't one to do anything besides beast hunting, it was the main purpose of his guild after all, but today was different. Or it was different in appearance as the cause of the tornadoes had yet to be sussed out, explaining why the duo of mages were tasked with investigating. Something had given birth to unnatural twisters which had been inching closer to Andesite Village, and today the two of them were going to put a stop to it.
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Carnelian eyes took in the landscape and the large figure beside him, the peaceful air around the rural grass patch was refreshing. A light breeze lifting his white t shirt to flap silently, blue jeans hugging his legs and white sneakers planted in the dirt; only a black leather jacket keeping him warm. Even if the weather wasn't bad it would feel way chillier if he was out there with a t shirt and jeans.
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Snapped from his thoughts the slayer would turn to Big with an understanding nod. They were already on the move toward the town and the blonde could see the tree line had been scarred from the raging winds, and asking the locals could work... or it was a waste of time and the tornadoes would start when they got to town. It had yet to be determined.
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"Sounds like as good a plan as any." With that they were both moving toward their appointed destination.

[attr="class","spellbound-tag"] Notorious B.I.G.

[attr="class","spellbound-text"]Chuckling lightly at Nialah's words, to think of this as a game of tag made everything so much more entertaining. Not to mention the fact that he had basically given himself up, not that it mattered in the long run. Accepting his costume as a symbol of defeat, he would see that he'd been given the lion costume from the guild master when he'd expected to be a sea horse or maybe water serpent, something troupe-y.
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Though he only realized the important of being the guilds official animal when he looked back up to Nialah and remembered where he was. To be the lion was... a pretty big thing, was he going to be good enough? Oh god, here came his anxiety, only fueled by his big sis upon reaffirming the importance of the lion. Accepting the hug and letting the brief moment try it's best to seize his nerves.
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"A-are you su-"
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Romance was cut off by Nialah saying they'd be having tons of fun, giving hugs and piggybacks and he sucked up his worried with a solid nod. He couldn't be so nervous all the time, he needed to be more confident in himself as he was after all a slayer of gods! Forming a determined fist and a face to match. "R-right! I won't let you down, i'll be the best lion you guys have had yet!"

[attr="class","spellbound-tag"] Nialah Lionheart

[attr="class","spellbound-text"]Of course the ruins of most old towns were still plagued with the evils of the world, but none as malicious as humans with bad intent. While there was still some signs of life, deep in the forested area that surprisingly stood strong was a cabin. Not just any cabin though, it was an old home with a heavenly golden glow around it and the aroma of freshly cooked oatmeal clinging to the air. A sickening thought when one realized why they were there.
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The entire structure looked like a modern day gingerbread house, because it was, with the chimney billowing plumes of white smoke. A light hum ringing through the trees that stood around this place coming from the house. Romance had managed to take up the mission and was accompanied by a member of a sister guild to get rid of the old woman who was eating kids in there.
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"Why do things that seem too good to be true always end up that way?"
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Romance whispered to his partner as the approached the cabin. They were still shrouded by the trees, simply staking out the place for to determine the best course of action when the woman opened the door. Romance stepped back a bit to allow the shadows to take him, watching the humming woman mouth some tune and toss out a pair of kids clothes. Joyfully skipped back into her house to continue her meal as if she'd gained new found youth despite her hunched body.
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That was her, in a purple dress covering her chunky body and her white apron stained with bits of oatmeal and other ingredients. Romance cringed at the thought of what she was doing and looked over to January, while they didn't know one another it was always nice to be with someone else for creepy shit like this. It was... comforting.
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"That's her. What's the plan, how should we approach this?"

[attr="class","spellbound-tag"] Mercy Godfrey

[attr="class","spellbound-text"]Following after Yumi, Romance sighed silently to himself as he hadn't managed to really have a great start. She basically ignored his joking behavior which shouldn't of shocked him, but maybe he would have to try a little harder? Maybe he could invite her out for drinks or something when they finished the mission, that could be a sure fire way to hit it off?
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Realigning his focus, the blonde managed to remove his notebook from his bags side pocket and a pencil; a hand held pad of paper for convenience. He was studious and paid attention to plenty detail, enough so to begin a sketch of just a blob that acted as the outline of the ruins from his perspective. The perimeter of it if it were the shape of a circle. Adding street turns and general directions as they walked forward, maintaining a feeling of self awareness.
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“So far it's a pretty basic layout, just like most other places in Alakitasia.“ He spoke to her, keeping his voice low enough to where only the two of them could hear one another. Looking over to see her touching a wall and feeling a sense of sorrow for her, even if this calamity hadn't affected her personally as far as he'd known. She just seemed to be so... in tune with the destruction around them, it made his heart weep for her.
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“It's awful, what happened all those years ago... If people only learned to trust in one another and get along this wouldn't of taken place. I can still feel the sadness resonating from these ruins and the books i've read about it, but it's still so surreal.“
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Romance offered those words as sympathy while his eyes moved from their usual happy gleam to one of remorse, though he continued to observe their surroundings. There was what looked like a shop of some sort across the way from them, possibly still having some form of non perishables, possibly? It was unlikely but he'd still suggest they check it out.
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“I see a few places that might have some supplies, non-perishables from the grocers and stuff. Do you think anything in the hospital will be any good, like med kits with gauze and all that? I doubt the pills are any good though...“
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Romeo trailed off, clearly realizing he was about to go on a tangent and didn't want to make anything awkward; which was easy enough when you overthought everything. Standing still he'd wait for Yumi to decide what might be the best course of action for supplies.

[attr="class","spellbound-tag"] Yumi Alvein

[attr="class","spellbound-text"]Romance nodded attentively at Green, suspecting the young man had gotten a large breakfast as well as he knew the guilds activities could work up quite an appetite. After all, in order to kill a beast you had to be a beast and he could admit he had some work until he would classify as such. The arrival of coffee and Romances orange juice after Green spoke was almost perfect, a smile from the blonde and a thanks before partaking in a sip. It's citrus fueled flavor sliding over his taste buds and down his gullet.
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“Never pictured you for the coffee type.“
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He joked, a small smirk and another sip before placing the glass cup onto the table. Green asked him the basics which he expected and so he would do a quick recap while also reflecting on his own choice, rubbing him stomach lightly to subtly symbolize his hunger. “The big breakfast special, you know... eggs, bacon, sausage, home fries, and blue berry pancakes; the works. Are you eating or just here for the morning cup of Joe?“
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Soft features inquired, despite Green being the same age as his brother the two of them were vastly different in maturity levels. For one, the boy across from him was much more mature and less of a wild card and was even drinking coffee of all things. Romance's brother would be asking for a sundae, or something along those lines and just the ridiculousness of it all made him internally chuckle.
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“Let me guess, you got a salad?“
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It wasn't subtle, but it was Romance poking fun at the boy and his plant dragon status accompanied with a giggle. Maybe he favored his greens over his meats and sweets like Romeo did, and he assumed he hadn't offended him so what was the harm in an innocent guess. If he was right that would honestly make his morning complete!

[attr="class","spellbound-tag"] Green Traver