Fairy Tail RP

(The page thing is aggravating, but I can get used to it. Also, idk too much of what happened on previous pages, but judging by the beginning of this one, stuff is going down. ;3)

(Well I mean the last page, since I started a new one.)

(Lel) Clark grins. “Hell yes. Sit your ass down on the toilet while I get my things.” She exits the bathroom.

(We like to call this, Monster mashing.) Roman smiles and leans back on the bed. “Wait.” She pulls something from beneath the pillow. “Put this on.” She hands him the small square package.

“Color it too! But make it go good with my eyes!” Sean yells to her.

Blaire frowns. "Yeah I didn't know either."

*Alexander groans and walks off.* “Maybe he went into a coma.”

“This is Fairy Tail. A guild who prides itself on its community and strength. Is that what you’d like to know?” *Griffin asks.* // “You keep stuff like this under your pillow?” *Everett asks.* // “Seems a little strange now to think of the way I’ve treated you up until now.” *Lias admits.*

“What color?” Her voice comes from down the hall.

*He turns and hurries back, writing quickly.* “I apologize for my rudeness. Yes, also what do you guys do besides being friends?”

"It makes no difference to me I didn't know who I was then or well or even now." Blaire speaks.

“We do requests. People put things they’d like us to do for them on that notice board, and if they fit our expertise we do them.” *Griffin explains.* “For...a monetary reward.” // *Lias chuckles.* “No wonder your blood taste so good.”

(SAM I SAID UNDER THE PILLOW CAUSE I WANTED THE SCENE TO BE SMOOTH AND NOT HAVE HER GET UP TO HER DRESSER >:c) Roman nods. “I’m not some slut I promise, but my dog gets into my dresser and never seems to check under the pillow.” // “Should do like a green fade into black.” Sean chuckles to himself.

*Alexander writes more.* “Thank you. Another thing, what about these odd colored marks on everyone. They’re all the same.” (I’m dense)

“No, that’s stupid.” She returns with a basket full of hair dyes and a razor. “Green fade to yellow.”

"I'm the last of line to hold this power so I guess so." Blaire shrugs.//Brooke stared up at an old empty castle. "Is this where our new headquarters will be?" Brooke asked the master who nodded. "Yes. Since the other one is no longer safe, I had scouts locate this place." Brent looks around. Dull and dingy. He bites his lip to refrain from saying anything. "Well Brooke have you decided on what I offered you?" He asked. Brooke nods. "I have."

“Well I mean okay, you know best.” Sean gets comfortable in his seat, practically feeling the beating his dad will try to give him.

“They signify membership to this guild. Other guild members from different guilds are also required to have similar tattoos.” *Griffin explains.* // “Doesn’t matter to me.” *Everett smirks.* // “Unique blood always tastes the best.” *Lias explains.*

Roman, quite fond of the soft appearence his hair gives, runs a hand through his hair. “I hope you’re into new things.” She bites her lip.

“Oh. Hm. Okay. Is it like a scar? Is it permanent?” *Alexander keeps up his barrage of questions.*

"Well you can't have anymore." Blaire shakes her head.

Clark nods. “I’ve been doing this for three years.” She removes numerous hair clips and a brush with a pointy end. “Dad has a spare room.” She starts to seperate his hair down the middle.

“No. They can be removed.” *Griffin says.* // *Everett leans in further.* “Try me.” // “Yes yes, I’m aware.” *Lias growls.*

“Oh. Another thing. Is there scholarly work here?”

“I was only joking about that. I mean, what if they DO try to eat me?” Sean watches her in the mirror.