Rosalia’s eyebrows crinkled together as she stared at a very specific mission request on the Black Bull’s board in the general lounge area. It was a Saturday, thus most of her fellow members were still fast asleep at 11 am. Tavern brawls, getting black-out drunk or having a food coma was not out of the norm for pretty much everyone, Rosalia included, but she had abstained yesterday evening because of the new book she’d been excited to read. Now she was the first one awake, and she had the undying itch, that only any other true workaholic would actually understand, of having to do something that wasn’t really needed of her yet. And yet the beauty knew how close she was. She needed to get Vice-Captain soon, before the busy Clover Summers hit, so she could legally help Malcolm with the workload he tended to suffer through alone. That…and she’d probably be able to actually manage the other goofballs in the squad. [break][break]
With a sigh, she picked the mission up from the board and went to delivering to Malcolm, fully expecting him to be snoring and not wide awake with a mug of tea in hand and raising an eyebrow at her. [break][break]
“Oh, you’re up…I’m uh gonna go on a mission.” The beauty informed her Captain, her eyes darting away from his frame as he picked up her mission request and sighed. She knew he was going to be giving her that worried look again, but the woman was sure she could manage. In fact, when he informed her that there was someone else already on it from the Mantises, she found her ruby eyes darting between the options. She just hoped that it wasn’t Alex. The two women would murder each other before getting anything done at all. They hated each other’s guts with a passion since the Diamond war. If it was, Artemis, however…Rosalia found that the gentle woman was an amazing Magic Knight, and someone to whom she’d have no problem showing her back in combat. She trusted Artemis, without a doubt. [break][break]
“Good, well, I’ll be off.” The woman scratched the back of her head and gave the man a little smile before turning on her heel and walking out of his office. She was already in her preferred black one-piece combat outfit, and headed down to the Black Bulls’ assigned teleportation mage, Joey. The man was very much snoring on the large couch in the common area, and she made sure to note that they owed him at least a room at this point. They weren’t monsters. [break][break]
“Joey…sorry to wake you…but I need a portal…” Rosalia whispered as she kneeled down in front of the male, a large smile on her face when he opened one eye to look at her, then groaned and sat up. His short blond hair was a mess, as he yawned and stretched, before properly looking over at the ex-model with his baby blue eyes. “Hi…sorry, I was up late.” The man apologized and got up with a groan. Rosalia followed him, a laugh leaving her rosy lips. “I know.” She informed him playfully, recalling the way he was dancing with Chisana when she came down to fetch herself some food. She watched his eyes widen and a blush cover his cheeks before he cleared his throat. “Right, of course, well, where is it you need to go?” [break][break]
“Kiten…” Rosalia trailed off as she explained the mission circumstances. She watched Joey nod the moment she explained about a haunted elven temple. He knew exactly which one she was on about. After grabbing a drink of water for his dry throat, he quickly opened a portal for the ice-user, and she was off, arriving a few meters off of a familiar white-haired Somerset which made her exhale with relief. No murder of allies today then. [break][break]
“Well this is probably the best way to start my day. Pleasure to see you again, Lady Somerset. You're a sight for sore eyes.” The red-head bowed, giving her fellow Magic Knight a wolfish grin. Once she lifted her head she’d glance over at the temple. “While I’d invite you for tea and a chat, I imagine sorting this out should be our priority.” Rosalia laughed gently as she took out her grimoire. [break][break]
“Ice Creation Magic: Frostbite” the woman spoke as she poured her cold mana into her spell, lowering the temperatures around her almost down to zero. Her breath was visible when she exhaled and met Artemis ’gaze again. A large whip of ice graced one of her hands and she stretched it out with the other as she motioned for the noblewoman to go first. It was only polite, after all. [break][break]



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