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          HE HAD ACKNOWLEDGED HER REQUEST. She inquired his assistance to train. Specifically, practicing hand-to-hand combat. The lightning dragon slayer had a good grasp in physical techniques, but he would tacitly admit that her request had managed to CATCH HIM OFF GUARD. Out of all people that could have searched for his help, it happened to be the celestial mage who responds to the name of Lucy Heartfilia. Truly, rarity was bestowed upon him.

          And so, they did. They have arranged to meet away from the rambunctious headquarters of Fairy Tail, so that they could provide themselves with FURTHER CONCENTRATION. The location was in the woods, away from civilization, as well. Tranquility and solitude of a place was important. And it happened to be one of his usual spots where he could be seen training either on his own, or with the Raijinshuu. Seldom he would be seen with other individuals, and this time it was one of them. Yet, he wasn’t against assisting his fellow comrades, and Lucy was one of them.

          Albeit how early in the morning it was, both of them were FOCUSED on the main purpose. And that was Lucy’s improvement in said skillset. But it was also a test for the incarnation of thunder. A test of his patience and his ability to teach someone something of his own knowledge. Regardless the ELIPSE of interactions between them, he was doing a decent job thus far. And the fact that the celestial mage was capable of understanding in a rapid motion and apply his advices through action, was making this situation even better and beneficial for both of them.

          He was definitely on the defensive side— this was for the sake of Lucy’s BETTERMENT. He would display a technique in a distance from her and eventually she would apply it upon him. From punches to kicks, all of them showcased with different ways. Some of them were aiming for the upper torso or higher, and some of them were aiming on lower parts of the body. And the proper execution of them was THE MAIN GOAL. Laxus was quite strict, he would admit of such— but it was inevitable. Being naive wasn’t a trait that could depict him. But STRICTNESS belonged in the list.

          And she was improving SIGNIFICANTLY. Whilst she wasn’t near a level that would allow her to fight without magical prowess, it was a good start, nonetheless. The Thunder God found himself almost astonished at how quick she was picking up, not to menton not giving up. He was stern with her— he would scold her and even yell at her, but without having any malicious intentions.

          For now, they had decided to take a break and REST their bodies for a few minutes. He sat on the cold and hard surface of a rock. Drops of perspiration would stroll through the flesh of skin, as his pattern of respiring of quite audible, with exhalations eluding parted lips. His attire consisted of a sleeveless black shirt, clinging unto his abdominal muscles and pectorals. A simple pair of trousers and sports shoes, of the same color— appropriate enough for an OCCASION like this.

                                                                      —– ? ? !

          HE TOOK NOTICE OF HER PRESENCE once more, due to the words that reverberated the atmosphere. Instantaneously, he tilted his head, now facing her. It took a moment for his mind to comprehend, but quick enough for subtle lips to take the formation of an OBLIQUE CURVE upon his face. Consequently, a distinctive expression was engraved upon his face. One that unveiled confidence at excellence, with a layer of arrogance. He would silently avow that her words raised the element of SURPRISE on a high pedestal. However, he would be an imbecile if he were to divulge any grievances.

          Besides, offering A LOOK OF SCRUTINY at her, it would be a lie to say that he doesn’t enjoy the view in front of him. Whilst such contemplations weren’t on the front of his mind, it didn’t took much for said thoughts to cross on the front line and provide him with numerable and possible scenarios between them. The celestial mage surely was someone who portrayed BEAUTY, and witnessing such confidence coming from her was another characteristic that he valued. Not to mention her HIGH INTELLIGENCE that was greater than his own. There’s certainly many reasons to like someone like her, and those were some of them.

          But now, he focused on the SITUATION that is transpiring at this moment. Adjusting his weight, in a shift motion he was now standing on his feet. His legs started moving in an idle pattern, eliminating the proximity between them. Momentarily afterwards, he halted his footprints, standing towering in front of her, without altering his expression. Tints of fire opal were piercing her own. And it was only a matter of time for his deep voice to echo the ambiance, offering a set of words working as a response to her own.

                  ❛ Someone’s gettin’ too confident, I see.              The chances of me defeatin’ you are touchin’ the sky.                                So, with that been said, I’ll let you choose—                                                        with, or without tongue? ❜

      Predictably, his blunt manners prompt her to cease any further conversation between them. Apparently, his accomondation with Blue Pegasus didn’t have much of a profitable result in terms of his socialization skills. Not that the omnipotence incarnated bothered much with such matter. Yet, he recognized the fact that one day his boorish manners need to be changed, in case he might be positioned as a future Master of the clamorous Guild. If such a spectacle were to happen, anyway.

      But for now, he couldn’t care less.

      Subtle lips parted as a sigh escaped from them. In actuality, he had no qualms in having a simple conversation with the celestial mage. Especially, knowing that she is one of the many comrades of his own that has yet to form any sort of bond--- let alone, having even the slightest discussion with. Things would been more beneficial from his part if this migraine never occupied him in the first place. But he couldn’t anticipate anything less from this accustomed hullabaloo.

                ❛ Chill.                      I ain’t gonna bite you. ❜

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      Exasperation was portrayed by virile features upon facade. A few veins surfaced upon the flesh of his forehead. Identical hues of fire opal were piercing the sight that was bestowed in front of him. Thick fingerw curled into ferocious fists, ready to eviscerate those recognized as enemies. A few lightning bolts made an appearance, engulfing his existence. Ominous aura could be sensed within this ambiance.

      The sight in front of him consideted the familiar celestial mage ready to be attacked by an unbeknown individual. And the fact that the insignia that he was bearing belonged to Raven Tail, was making things worse. A Guild that was created by a despicable figure— on that the omnipotence personified abominates to a gargantuan extent. It was none other but Ivan Dreyar; his own father– bloodline. It was no secret that the so-called anti-Fairy Tail Guild, was created for the purpose of vanquishing the fairies. A task that seemed impossible to transpire. Fairy Tail has been part of several conflicts, resulting to their victory, in the end. Should another war take place, they would make sure to become conquerors.

      The element of surprise stood on such low level. Considering the fact on how Ivan was treating those who wielded the stamp of Fairy Tail, it has become obvious that he will make a move. And seemingly, lady luck stood by the Thunder God’s side, as he happen to pass by such sight. 

      Whilst he could have allowed Lucy to handle this, paralogism was taking over his mind. He had faith in her prowess and skillset, but it was inevitable to him not to defeat the unbeknown individual. Hence, he wasted no time as he marched forward. His dinstictive lightning magic was surrounding is broad existence. In a moment thereafter, his fierce fist made contact with the other man’s stomach, sending him several meters away, consequently expanding the proximity amid him and the celestial beauty. Furthermore, disallowing the other from even catching their pattern of respiration, immense electricity was generated from Laxus’ right arm, ending up hurling it at the other. A loud explosion too place, leaving him with a blurry vision for a few moments. However, that didn’t stand as an obstruction to accomplish his current mission. And his current task was the elimination of one of Raven Tail’s member—-

                                                              —– !!!

      … However, his movements halted the moment a soft, feminine voice reverberated his ears.

      Instantaneously, he felt his body paralyzed, unable to move. Not to mention, unable to comprehend. He was going forward based on a clouded mindset, filled with the sense of haste and animosity. Laxus was quite a rational human being, hence such act didn’t do him justice. He had to acknowledge the fact that his actions were extraordinary. Furthermore, the act of erasing someone’s life could bring huge and crucial consequences to the Headquarters of Fairy Tail. Besides, he was taught better than that. he was taught and lectured by the epitome of wisdom, none other but Makarov Dreyar, better than this.

      Pattern of breathing became steady as he inclined his head towards the voice that prompted him to cease any further movements. Complexions of fire opal glanced at chocolate hues that complimented her face. In a few seconds later, he titled his head to its former position, hurling a glare at the fallen mage. Shattered, dirty cobblestone alongside with a few lightning bolts around, was ornamenting the current location. The destruction that he brought upon this place held little significance to him.

      Then— something struck his mind, beckoning thick eyebrows to be raised and eyes widened. A variety of reminiscences crossed his mind, all of them circling around the infamous spectacle that he created; the Battle of Fairy Tail. Remembrances of how he treated his comrades, and what kind of person he used to be. One that he sworn to never become like this again. Such detestable remembrances that he wished them to disappear for en eternity, but it was impossible. Deep inside him, he needed those memories to exist. He needed those memories to remind him what he used to be. He needed those memories in order to help him become a better person in life— and create a better future for himself. 

      He needed those memories for situations like this one.

      Musculine characteristics softened. Eyes were shut, as a way attempting to compose himself. A deep and heavy sigh eluded subtle lips. Later on, he turned his entire body to the opposite direction of the Raven Tail mage. Another glance was thrown at his fellow ally, before feet picked up an idle pace. He remained silent, since words appeared to be unnecessary. After all, he had nothing to say. The sentiment of shame was apparent. Shame for even daring to behave like his old self— one that was walking the path to perpetual obscurity. This is not what someone walking the roat to redemption should be doing. And he has recognized such truth.

      And so, with a few steps, he bypassed her. Placing his hands underneath the pockets of his pants, he kept moving forward– without preper sense of direction. Towards the unknown. Right now, he needed some fresh air to hit him. He had to recollect himself from what he had just done. And afterwards, once he is ready— he shall apologize to Lucy. One might say that such gesture is not needed but to him, it was outmost necessary.

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      Due to an emergency situation, the lightning dragon slayer was given no other option than this. He had to burst into the celestial mage’s appartment, acknowledging in his mind the fact that she won’t appreciate such act. And he couldn’t blame her at all, if should that be the case to follow. 

      A mission. But not a typical request where they have to travel a distance in order to get to their destination and accomplish what they’ve been ordered. No. This one differed. It had to do with celestial magic. And since the rambunctious premises had a celestial mage known as Lucy Heartfilia, such task will be put up to completion in no time. Besides, from what he had heard, the beauteous blonde was also quite intelligent, so that was a bonus for her case. 

      But for now, he had to deal with her attitude. 

      He had used his dinstictive lightning magic, allowing his body to transform into a lightning bolt. And conveniently enough, he was capable of teleporting himself from one locality to another. Hence, he was able to arrive at her place in no time, with such ease. In addition to that, the minute he made his presence at her place, he hurled a glance around, scrutinizing his surroundings, trying to spot the fellow mage. However, no trace of her could be seen. Yet she was still here. He was awared of that. Her scent that was inhaled by his nostrils unveiled such truth. 

      And seemingly, he was right. Because he noticed her existence emerging from what it could be, the bathroom. He rendered little attention to her attire in whch it didn’t appear to be anything flamboyant. The incarnation of thunder was given a task. And that was to bring Lucy back to the boisterous building. But before that, her attitude was still at play. And the fact tha he kept an indicepherable expression upon his face, wasn’t helping his situation either. In fact, accompanied with the usual nonchalance of his, was deteriorating things. 

      But such matter such be of little importance. Other things held priority. And he was going to make sure to establish such fact upon her mind.  

      ❛ Don’t know and frankly— don’t care.                Dress up and come with me.           Gramps’ orders.                     And they’re absolute. ❜

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      Orange tints would set themselves on the sight of the beauty personified. Muscular arms were folded underneath his broad chest, as he adjusted his weight ever so slightly; leaning against the wooden wall behind him. His large garment placed upon his shoulders served as comfort in contrast to the cold wall that his body was already making contact to. The minor migraine that was occupying him wasn’t in his favour, knowing that his abruptness can be amplified. Hopefully, no blunt comments would escape from his mouth, even if unintentionally.

      It came to him as a surprise not to witness her presence around a boisterous pink haired wizard, or any other of her teammates. Furthermore, he had no clue as to why she was smiling at his, out of the blue. Was she under the influence of alcohol? No– his nostrils would have picked up the scent of spirits already. Either way, it was better to have a simple conversation rather than having to pound his fist upon some numb skulls.

❛ — What is it? ❜