Another bust… Slender, caramel coloured fingers lifting up and sweeping back her silky soft locks as the train she had just stepped from hooted and began to hiss with steam behind her, Aisha Connors let out a slow sigh as she strolled along the platform at a sedate pace, attracting a couple of lingering gazes as she did so. The best part of a head taller than the average girl around her and the mocha tone of her skin certainly making her stand out, the dashing figure that she cut as she walked along in a leather jacket and jeans was certainly enough to catch the attention of the people around her, either out of awe or intimidation or perhaps a mixture of both.
All the way from Orchidia to Oak, and still nothing… Men and women alike seeming to glance toward her and gawk just a little bit, on another day she might have appreciated and even played up to the attention she was receiving, but today the amazon did not feel up to smirking and winking at the folk she passed by. Right now, as she toured the streets of Magnolia and headed for her home, the ego boost was the least of her concerns.
Jack, where have you gone? Particularly pensive upon her return to the eastern city, with a knotted brow the black beauty brooded over her latest lacking success as she walked along half in a daze, not really paying attention to her surroundings more than she needed to in order to reach her destination on autopilot. Heading to the western reaches of Fiore for even the smallest crumb of a clue as she took any far reaching job she could, while the task she had attended has been relatively simple, Aisha couldn’t help but find more disappointment than enjoyment in what she had done because she had heard nothing there of the figure she had spent more than a year now looking for.
Damnit, if he’s just gone swanning off on a world tour chasing skirts, I won’t forgive him! A little puffiness appearing in the cheeks of Miss Connors as she speculated on the fate of her missing mentor, the mocha marvel stuffed her hands deep into the pockets of her jeans and pouted a little as she pictured the image of her hero grinning from the middle of harem, though she was irritated at the idea and mentally vented her anger she knew she was in truth lying to herself if she thought she would feel anything less than sweet relief at seeing the man again no matter the situation. Her idol since she was a little girl, though she had tried to rid herself of it a lingering crush remained in the deepest parts of tall temptress’ heart and she knew she couldn’t stay mad at him for too long. If anything, she was angrier at herself for not finding him than anything.
He better not have… Touring the country but only really having managed to track down rumours that seemed to go nowhere, though Aisha was taking a kind of no news is good news type of approach, with the time that had passed without a word she couldn’t help but harbour a sense of dread in a deep and dark place of her. This not the first time that Jack Connors had wandered off from the guild but certainly the longest one, even Adriana had seemed a little worried about what was going on and that spoke volumes of the situation really, given how unflappable she was.
There she is, huh? The mist of her mind fogging the path of the femme until she saw something familiar, as the three tiered building that she called her home rose higher and higher with every step that she took, Miss Connors couldn’t help but let her lips curl into a small smirk. Something comforting about the mighty building of Magnolia, the young woman felt a little of her woes lifting away as she read the words ‘Fairy Tail’ inscribed above a large and open door, her mind slipping back to the first time that she saw this building rather than dwelling in a dark place she disliked.
Well, at least it’s still standing… Taller now, at least two or three times the size she had been when she first set eyes on this odd building, whenever she saw it Aisha always seemed to feel that bit more like the girl she once was. Awed and amazed by the place as soon as she set inside it, the dishy desiertian felt a sense of hope and excitement rise up in her heart as she neared the doorway, remembering all the faces she had grown up with and letting out a far happier sigh than she had when she left the train in the minutes before.
Not knocked her down yet, have you guys? Chuckling softly and shaking her head as her mind flooded with memories of all sorts of things happening inside the walls of this grand building, Miss Connor was eager to see how things had changed in the weeks and months that she had spent searching for her master, eager to see old faces and hoping that maybe she might bump into a few new ones she liked as well…
- Aisha Connors