<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/38/Fairy_Tail_Wizard.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>Saricia (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=292821.msg14372676#msg14372676)<br/><strong>Time/ day</strong>Three days before the grand magic games / morning<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Location</strong>Guild hall<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Saricia sighed softly to herself as she stood in front of the guild hall, backpack weighing heavy and feet sore from the long trip home.  Another job done and she was home at last... gods, she was tired.  At least she hadn't done too poorly this time, though obviously she could have done better.  She could always do better, to be honest, like right now.  She looked like something the cat killed, ate, puked up, then dragged in to show off anyway.  She wanted nothing more than to go back to her apartment and shower, but reporting to the guild, at Big Momma's insistence, came first.  Oh, but it was so unprofessional to show up covered in road dust and hair an absolute mess, not to mention that "bath" she'd had yesterday in the cold waters of a local stream just hadn't cut it!  Sometimes she wished she was a fire mage, just so she could have a hot bath whenever she wanted one.  No, there she went again, thinking selfishly.  She was a talented wind mage, born and trained, so she'd better act like it!  Except that was her father talking.  Ugh, great, now she was turning into her dad!  Not to mention she'd been staring at the front door for the past five minutes instead of actually going inside, meaning she was wasting time that could be better spent being productive rather than procrastinating.  So, with another sigh, she stepped up to the doors and gingerly pushed them open, peering inside carefully.<br/><br/>"I-I'm back," she called timidly, not wanting to make a big production of things after all.  "Oh, good, same old guild," she then murmured, seeing someone being smothered by Momma's massive boobs at the back of the hall.  Melisa, from the looks of things.  Ruthlessly stamping down a spike of envy, she skirted around the main hall, head down and shoulders hunched, hoping to escape notice entirely as she went to turn in the signed job slip and the guild's share of the jewels she'd "earned" with her decidedly lackluster performance.  Now that she considered it, the job could hardly be called a proper success... oh, but it was too late now!  Stupid, stupid, stupid!  Her shoulders twitched as she berated herself mentally, placing the sack of jewels and slip on the job counter before turning around to leave as quietly as she'd entered, not wanting to be seen now that she'd realized how poor of a job she'd actually done.  Knowing her luck, though, she wouldn't get far before she was spotted.