#levinmancer

her hands either sprained or broken from holding them above her head in a panic, leaving her unable to use her magic for the time being. the rocks blocking the light from getting into their cave, only the light bioluminescence illuminating their way. she was CERTAIN that if they travelled far enough, they could find an out, but she wasn't foolish. if they went too far, farther than they already were, it would prevent them from getting help. the lacrima phone had no signal, no matter how high she put it.

a sigh, and her index and thumb place upon the bridge of her nose as her eyebrows furrow together. why, oh WHY did she have to get stuck with a fairy, much less HIM of all fairies? she supposed it was better than being stuck with blondie, though. that would have been EXTREMELY uncomfortable for both of them. she eyes the cave wall, and she wonders how sting and the others made out, if they got out at all or if they were in the same predicament as minerva and the fairy were.

she tries to hide her disdain, truly she does, but as she slides down the cave wall, she exhales. ' so -- do YOU have any ideas? ' she questions as she feels the pain radiating throughout her hands.

Observe, do not engage.

Easy circumstance to fill, on the surface. Though the request issuer must have been desperate if that kind of request went to Fairy Tail, of all places; The client must have known how occasionally rowdy the bunch can get, though all is well so long as the Wizard taking is approved. Luckily, Gray got the pass.

The job wasn't difficult after all. Plenty of space to keep watch over the men working, and a very conveniently-found hill with solid vantage point nearby allowed the Wizard to remain in his comfort all while doing his job. It's just a matter of how much long he'd have to stand and watch.

she can't hide the disgust on her face any longer, but she quickly pushes it off and replaces it with a smile that was clearly fake to everyone but this guy. he's going on and on, and lucy had almost all but tuned it out and she gets up, trying her best to tell him that she had somewhere to GO. it was no use, though, he was following her. next thing she knows, his arm is slung around her and he's going on about how he knows a hotel nearby and how he can pay for that and more, and that's when lucy perks up, though not in the way he wanted, she was CERTAIN.

a scoff leaves her lips, she was DONE playing POLITE to this weirdo. ' listen -- ' she hadn't caught his name, and she didn't care. ' i don't know what kind of girl you think i am, but you're barking up the wrong tree if you think i'd just throw my dignity out the WINDOW over a few jewels. ' she doesn't have time to say anything else, because her body goes rigid. BODY RESTRICTION MAGIC, and this creep apparently knew how to use it. she remembered it well from the last time it had been used on her. that's when panic starts to set in ; they were in a more isolated area of fiore, what was to stop this weirdo from dragging her where he wanted her now?

Oh that was a face she hadn't seen in quite some time.

Minerva never forgot a face, especially not one that had DARED to disrespect her father the way that he had. He had been lucky not to be struck down where he stood when he had done so. Granted, for the life of her she couldn't remember what he had said. It mattered not, for Minerva had lost interest as soon as the words had left him mouth and her father had resisted the desire that she KNEW was there to blast him where he stood.

All for the sake of joining a guild. He had mocked her father, and therefore he mocked her. THAT was a crime she could not forgive, and so she would turn the tables, and give him a taste of his own medicine. Her words were always carefully calculated, never speaking out of line, and never saying what the first thing that came to mind was. No, she needed to stew on it, and that's precisely what she was doing now. For what she WANTED to say was 'What brings you here, now? Couldn't get enough rejection the first time?' However, she knew that wouldn't be enough to sting him.

And so, she would speak, only after noticing the Fairy Tail guildmark upon the back of his neck. So that's where he was now. It was enough to bring a smirk upon pale visage, tugging at her lip. "The STENCH of Fairies is undeniable--" That included him, no matter how new he was to the guild, for he couldn't have been in there very long.

Quickly, she would approach him, her feet carrying her as fast as they could without making too much noise. She wondered if he would remember her. Then again, it's not like you can forget her, what, with her face plastered over nearly every advertisement in Fiore. For a moment, she contemplated calling out to him, but opted against it, and instead would get right behind him, "Deiru~"