AJ Styles
Rune Knight General
I'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemy.
Posts: 51
Ooc Name: Saphy
Rank: SS-Class
RK Rank: General
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Post by AJ Styles on Apr 28, 2013 14:23:14 GMT -5
- - - - - Nothing beats the smell of booze, blood, cereal with a hint of milk and a whole lot of fighting spirit in the air at such an early hour in the morning. After spending the entire night cooped up in her office, answering calls and filing documents that has been sent to her by the Council's representatives because of the usual ruckus that many of her current guild members were causing. Despite being younger than most of the Masters that have come before her, AJ's experience with all these issues did not go unnoticed, and hell, just like most of the older Masters, she did not give two shits about what the Council thought. Fairy Tail was Fairy Tail, and she wouldn't change their image just because of some people's complaints.
It was only 9am, but the usual lot seemed to have already begun their early morning fights. They were only kids, between the ages of 13 and 12 respectively, but they were already talking about how they were going to go on those supremely dangerous adventures one day, once, of course, their Master approved of it, which in this case, was entirely her job and her responsibility. That was, perhaps, one of the hardest parts about managing a whole guild. Dangerous missions meant risks, and well.. no one really wants to lose someone they've become so familiar with. Even if they were to grow to a point where they'd be more than qualified to partake in those dangerous requests, mistakes could happen. Nobody's perfect. The only reason AJ takes it harder than most people, is because she's already went through that whole ordeal.
"Goooooood morning!" The redhead yelled out in her usual cheery tone, skateboard tucked under her arm as she walked out into the open to greet her 'kids', if you will. At first glance, it really was hard for her members to accept her as their Master, mostly because of her age, but it would be all in due time before they finally caught onto her heart, her passion and her desire to lift this guild higher than its ever been before. Maybe she'll do it, maybe she'll fail, but she'll be damned if she didn't take the chance to try when she had been given that right before the last Master passed away from his long battles with old age, and heart illness.
Obviously, the first thing she would do is head towards her usual spot on the bar counter and have a bowl of cereal. No no no, this isn't just any normal bowl of cereal. This is corn flakes, drowned in a can of Pepsi, with a dash of lemon juice, a quarter cup of milk, a shot of whiskey, and half a bottle of sriracha sauce. Don't ask why she's developed a taste for such a thing, and if you ask her, she'd even proclaim that it tastes absolutely horrible, but she just couldn't get through her day without eating a bowl of that chemical concoction.
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