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genessia2014-07-04 05:09 pm
deathsought) wrote in genessia2014-07-04 05:09 pm
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The Contract [closed]
WHO: Zeref & Suigintou
WHAT: Suigintou finally corners Zeref, and won't take no for an answer when it comes to being her medium.
WHEN: Back-dated to after the pageant.
WHERE: On his way back to Fayren.
WARNINGS: None.
That was one of the most humiliating experiences of his life. He was sure Silver was out there watching somewhere, not to mention the rest of Fairy Tail. Mavis was one of the judges, and so was Suigintou. Zeref felt like one of those mages being chased by paparazzi from Sorcerer's Magazine; how so many other people enjoyed that spotlight was completely beyond him. One of the many reasons why Zeref shied away from the spotlight and didn't belong to any Guilds. He hated being on a pedestal, regardless of the nature of the pedestal.
Zeref's little spot near the lake in Fayren was calling to him at this point. Having gotten rid of those outfits he wore during the pageant and reclaiming his own, comfortable robes, he stayed o the side-streets of Genessia City and went down many a dark alley. Any thugs or monsters he met on the way knew well enough to stay away from him at this point; after what happened the last time, would-be muggers knew full well to steer clear of him if they knew what was good for them.
He'd be sending a message to Silver later that evening to discuss their next move. For now, Zeref just wanted to sleep. To say it had been a long day would have been the understatement of the era, at least as far as he was concerned.
He was almost to the archway to Fayren. Zeref was passing by a department store, but paused when he noticed the glass of one of the nearby windows beginning to... quiver. Like water that had just had a rock dropped into it, ripples were spreading across the panes. Zeref's eyes narrowed; he knew full well what was happening.
"I should have known you would follow me, Suigintou," Zeref said, as the rippling effect of the glass intensified, forming an N-Field door. "I'm guessing there's a reason you aren't going to just send me another message over the network?"
WHAT: Suigintou finally corners Zeref, and won't take no for an answer when it comes to being her medium.
WHEN: Back-dated to after the pageant.
WHERE: On his way back to Fayren.
WARNINGS: None.
That was one of the most humiliating experiences of his life. He was sure Silver was out there watching somewhere, not to mention the rest of Fairy Tail. Mavis was one of the judges, and so was Suigintou. Zeref felt like one of those mages being chased by paparazzi from Sorcerer's Magazine; how so many other people enjoyed that spotlight was completely beyond him. One of the many reasons why Zeref shied away from the spotlight and didn't belong to any Guilds. He hated being on a pedestal, regardless of the nature of the pedestal.
Zeref's little spot near the lake in Fayren was calling to him at this point. Having gotten rid of those outfits he wore during the pageant and reclaiming his own, comfortable robes, he stayed o the side-streets of Genessia City and went down many a dark alley. Any thugs or monsters he met on the way knew well enough to stay away from him at this point; after what happened the last time, would-be muggers knew full well to steer clear of him if they knew what was good for them.
He'd be sending a message to Silver later that evening to discuss their next move. For now, Zeref just wanted to sleep. To say it had been a long day would have been the understatement of the era, at least as far as he was concerned.
He was almost to the archway to Fayren. Zeref was passing by a department store, but paused when he noticed the glass of one of the nearby windows beginning to... quiver. Like water that had just had a rock dropped into it, ripples were spreading across the panes. Zeref's eyes narrowed; he knew full well what was happening.
"I should have known you would follow me, Suigintou," Zeref said, as the rippling effect of the glass intensified, forming an N-Field door. "I'm guessing there's a reason you aren't going to just send me another message over the network?"
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"And your other sisters..." Zeref began, closing his eyes. "Do they also seek these 'rosa mysticae' from one another? Including you?" Because if so, that seems really sadistic, making a bunch of sisters fight and kill each other just for their father's love. Even Zeref's demons felt some kind of allegiance to one another, even if it was very different than that humans might have. After all, there were demons like Jackal and Marde Guille, who had no problem harming their own kind.
Her next words were what caught his attention, though. Being able to defend herself more effectively was certainly a valid reason.
"I don't need servants." If he did, he'd have just moved into Cube with Tartarus back in his world. "But how do I know that you won't use any power I give you for evil ends?"
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"I don't intend to be you servant," she made a face at that. "But it's always good to have someone you know you can trust."
She sighed at his last question. "You're not paying attention, are you? I told you already: I'm only using your energy. Since you are a powerful immortal being, you have more of it than a random human being, and you're less likely to die from exhaustion." So she wouldn't have to be careful or to hold back. "But I won't be able to use your magic. Only mine. Which is more than enough anyway."
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"Is that all you want? Someone to trust?" That didn't seem too unreasonable. Zeref could count on one hand the amount of people in this world that he truly trusted, three of them being Mavis, Deliora, and Lucy. Adding another to that list would... wait. Wait, no. He needed more information.
"So, you're saying that your powers depend upon you being able to leech energy from humans? Willing humans?" What an odd form of magic. Zeref sighed. "I can tell you're not going to give up on this. If I agree... I want your word that you won't abuse this kind of 'contract' for your own ends. Not without telling me everything, first."