⚜ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴛʜɪʀᴅ - video

[deathsought]

{ Zeref takes a moment to adjust the device. He's leaning forward, fidgeting with... something. The sound of a heavy object behind the screen being adjusted behind the device could very clearly be heard. The device seems to be placed strategically to leave as little detail about where he could possibly be posting from; the area behind him was non-descript, except for a simple bare, wooden wall, typical to buildings in Fayren. There were no nearby windows or any decoration of any kind behind him. }

Is the concept of a 'mage guild' truly so foreign to other worlds? Other worlds with magic, of course. { Zeref had never been a part of one, nor did he have any desire to join one, but they were such an integral part of society in his world that it seems strange to him that so few others seem to know what they are. At least they exist in Fayren. } I'm curious... in those worlds in which they do not exist, what, exactly are mages expected to do? Join the military? Live as hermits? Die?

{ He's aware of more than a few worlds where mages are persecuted out of fear by non-mages, if not killed outright. }

[ Pivate to Mavis - text; backdated to the 14th ]
Can you meet me at Scribes and Scripts? There's something I want to give you.

[ Pivate to Erza Scarlet - text ]
Hello, Erza. Are you available? I'd like to talk about something if you have time.

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{ And there it was. No, it wasn't their first kiss. It wasn't even their first kiss in this world. But every time they do this, it always feels the same. And he can't get enough of it.

As she stands on her tiptoes to kiss him, one of his hands moves to her back to help support her. She's still a good head shorter than him, but now it's down to a science, to make their lips meet like this.

He wasn't sure how long it lasted. He wasn't counting. More than likely, he'd just continue until he was finally out of breath. }