#silvertitania

      "You were too slow.         He just left."

Erza Scarlet from Fairy Tail has been reserved from April 16 to April 23rd! 

                                           "..Tch."

≺ ϟ ≻ ——-  Regardless the vexedness that was evoked, his smirk maintained upon his visage. Palms placed above his hips, providing their assistance on lifting his muscular body. WIth this movement, a suspiration had absconded his mouth. It has been a while ever since he fought against her, and now wondering, if she's capable enough to leave him more scratches. Keeping in mind that might she had shown great improvement, Laxus' golden skills didn't remain in the same level.

≺ ϟ ≻ ——-  Hyacinth nuances were piercing the sight of the armored woman. Judging by her stance, it was easy to assume that she was in such mood. Fine by him, he would be always craving for an opponent worth fighting. Erza wasn't a weakling, it would be ludicrous to assume such things. Yet again, her level of power wasn't equal to the thunder mage's. A vast difference was visible, and both of them had realized it rather well. Heh, seemingly he would have the opportunity to show her who's the superior. And it won't be her, as if she wishes for. Might her performances during the Grand Magic Games, were spectacular, yet she wasn't the only one who left impressions.

≺ ϟ ≻ ——-  Cracking his knuckles, creating this characteristic sound of breaking the fingertips bones, was a sign of showing her how ready he was. But there's more. Soon, a few lightning bolts made their appearance, surrounding his musculine structure. Shrugging his shoulders, he allowed his precious, large coat, to fall from his back, and land on the chair that he was having his seat to. A good way to warm himself up.

"Hm."

≺ ϟ ≻ ——-  Smirk expanding, due to the assistance of the tiers. Oh, how much he was gonna enjoy it. Could he just merge himself with his lightning magic and disappear from her sight--- but that would be like running away. And Laxus, wasn't that type of person. Quite the opposite he was. Hence the lightning bolts had multiplied. Regardless the fact that this place wasn't the capable one to have their fight, he could easily crush a wall, to make their exit. It depends on how things will turn out. But for now, having his visage, focused right on hers, he couldn't let that silnce to take over the field.

≺ ϟ ≻ ——-  Slender fingertips fumbling his muscular back. A gesticulation that he pressumes it as unbending. Fireopal optics fixed onwards the sight in front of him. Nothing the different. The Guild being as loudly as ever. However, something that interrupted his thoughts, was the feminine voice that absconded the mouth of the person who was massaging his back. Recognizable it was. Hence it took him a few seconds to link it with the familiar crimsonette. A suspiration got away from his mouth as he absorbed her words, analyzing their meaning. Obviously he would give little to no significance for something that little mattered to him. Deciding to play her game with his own rules, seemed a much preferable idea.