ooc. I owe a reply to Laxus, but did anyone want to thread? I’m fine writing the starter. owo
// despairs because only has one active thread
|Would you rather be the grown up or the child if you were to appear on Get Your Own Back?|
“Anon-san…? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
And neither does the mun.
“I wonder if it’d be a good idea to change my hairstyle… Maybe I should ask Cancer-san next time Lucy-san summons him…”
ooc. And with that, I must retire for the night.
Also, seriously guys. I meant what I said - I want to RP with you guys, I want to be friends. So please don’t hesitate to approach me! If you want to RP, just let me know! If you feel uncomfortable talking to me, let me know why!
“You picked up on that too? I’m impressed.”
Wendy had not been the only one that watched Jura’s victory over ‘Mystogan’. While the fight in question had been embarrassingly short for the blond’s liking, he had not come out of the experience with nothing. It had been made perfectly clear that wearing Jura down through peppering blows would not work. The Wizard Saint had managed to walk through most of Jellal’s assault without a scratch on him, and only his most powerful technique seemed to cause the man any form of pause. What that technique would have done to him was a mystery, due to Jellal’s shameful defeat, but it had imparted a valuable nugget of wisdom to Laxus. The wisdom in question was, simply put, that Jura was still mortal, and that he could still be put down if he was hit hard enough. Laxus simply had a better chance of doing so if he could goad Jura into a close combat situation. That would nullify his great slabs of rock, and all that would be left for Laxus was to conquer the sheer physical might of a Wizard Saint. So, that was no problem at all, right?
“You’ve got brains, and some strength to boot,” Laxus commented. “I could see you as a damn good S-Class Wizard in a few years, give or take. Even if you don’t pass the test, you’ll be able to counter Natsu’s idiocy on a daily basis. If that’s not a useful skill, hell if I know what is. As far as luck against Jura goes, though, I won’t need it. I’ll either win by my own means, or I’ll lose by it. If luck has anything to do with beating him from pillar to post, then the victory’s as good as tainted.
I’ll beat him on my own terms, or I’ll lose to him by those same terms.”
The blond breathed heavily after that admission, while he wearily shook at his own left shoulder. Wendy’s helpful offering of her aid seemed all the more persuasive, as that light pain continued to wrack his bones. As a simple man, he might have accepted it without question. As a prideful god, however, he could do nothing but refuse it. He would not sneer at her, as he would have to any other healer, but he simply shook his head. An explanation for his refusal was forthcoming, but not before he reached out with his left hand, in an effort to comfortingly pat the top of Wendy’s head.
“I’m a warrior, and every bit of pain I’ve earned is a lesson. So long as I can still think, and so long as I can still fight, I won’t need a bit of healing. Whatever wounds I have will heal in time, and I won’t forget the lessons I’ve learned from them. Getting treatment for every bump and bruise would only make me complacent. With the precarious position that our guild is in, the both of us know that I can’t afford to be complacent. So, save your offer for when I’m not in a position to refuse it.”
Wendy cheeks tinged pink subtly, and she shied away ever-so-slightly when Laxus expressed his shock regarding her observation. Sure, she knew she was inexperienced - but it was because of that inexperience that her mind was beginning to open and adapt to the different elements of battle. Through watching Natsu, Erza, Gray, and Lucy fight their own battles, the child was slowly but surely absorbing points of interest that would allow her to survive: never did she fathom victory was ever a possibility, so living through her battles took priority. Knowing how to avoid an opponent’s most powerful attacks was one of the fundamental things in combat, after all. Unless you were Natsu, and just took everything head-on, of course.
“A-An S-Class Wizard?” she repeated suddenly after Laxus had presented the possibility. Honestly, she was fine just being a regular, everyday mage! Well, as a Dragon Slayer, she was a little more irregular than most already, but reaching S-Rank had never been a goal she’d aspired to reach. Though she’d also never been presented with any encouragement towards reaching such a height.
At the mention of Natsu’s ‘idiocy’, as Laxus so kindly worded it, the girl’s expression shifted to something of a ‘very aware’ smirk. Natsu’s shortcomings were very obvious to anyone who knew the young man, except maybe Gray, and it really was a big problem when looking at the guild as a whole. She didn’t comment, however, as she also harbored a great deal of respect for her fellow Dragon Slayer. As silly as he could be, he was also a kind and honest young man with the strength to match his mouth.
The Sky Dragon Slayer remained silent as her companion of the Thunder element iterated his disregard for luck. Wording her encouragement like that had been a problem, clearly - she didn’t like the idea of being thought of as impolite, but such were the hurdles of growing up.
But when Laxus began to speak of being a warrior, and pain being a ‘lesson’, Wendy’s vow of silence quickly ended. Her hands beginning to radiate a dull light, she got right up in Laxus’ bubble and began to run them in the air over-top of his body, allowing the Sky magic to flow inwards and nullify any pain. Her expression was unusually serious.
“So it’s not a problem if I do it without your permission, right Laxus-san?” she asked, her voice serious and unwavering as she continued, despite any attempts he might make to withdraw. “It isn’t good to walk around hurt, it doesn’t matter what our Guild’s position is in! Even if it’s a dull pain, it could affect you later - and what if it leads to an even greater injury? If you’re so worried about the guild’s ‘position’, what about how everyone in the guild would feel then? I don’t want to see my nakama get hurt, or be sad if I can help it!” Clearly this was one of those topics Wendy personally felt very strongly about. Though upon realizing she was lecturing Laxus of all people, she went dead quiet, afraid she may have offended him.
[/insert Zancrow dancing to: (x)]
“Me mind on fire, me soul on fire
Feelin’ hot hot hot!!!”
Intimidation. It’s a pretty word, isn’t it? A lot of people use it to describe how they feel about rp’ing with some people. And it often fits.
ooc. I feel this way too. It’s actually a big part of the reason I struggle with keeping my muses in this community: I don’t feel like anyone wants to RP with me. I approach others, and I get either no response or an excuse, and then nobody approaches me. I even offer to write starters. Do I write too much? I like to ramble, just tell me you want short replies and I’ll write short responses. Am I intimidating you somehow? I don’t bite, I’m not a bad person.
I love Fairy Tail, and I love this community - nothing makes me happier than RPing with you guys, and this is definitely my favorite place to be.
So please, let me keep feeling that way. I want to get to know you guys, and write interesting things with you!
ooc. Or maybe I’ll follow my dreams and make a Levy, like I originally wanted to when I joined this fandom back in August.