It was raining hard outside in Magnolia and the mood in the bar was mildly subdued. Kimiko watched from her position at the bar and wondered when the next fight would break out. She watched the other members a parfait in her hands which she ate with care enjoying every bite of it. To say Kimiko was an ice cream freak was an understatement some girls* would eat a bucket of ice cream when depressed. Kimiko would eat one when she particularly high in any major emotion but regardless she still maintained her figure. She glanced at the notice board then at the notes she'd taken the last time she'd followed a lead on the mysterious disappearance of the dragons. So far out of all the Dragon Slayers in Fairy Tail all of them had lost their dragons on the exact same date. "What's the connection?" she murmured setting the glass down.<br/><br/><br/>(*weird stereotype that)