After his release in prison, Noel quickly made his way down Port Hargeon - for his membership of the Blue Pegasi had been recently confirmed; it was time to get to know his guild mates better. Alas, he sat on his horse Mustang and rode into town in the afternoon. He'd directly head towards the guild building, he'd occasionally ask passerby's for directions. It was his first time going to the guild hall - to him it felt like it had been quite a few years since he'd last been seen in Hargeon.

Luckily, due to the loss of his bounty, the adventurer wasn't under suspicion under the common folk anymore. No longer did he have to bare witness to guards getting ready and mobilizing in order to potentially deal with the veteran wizard.

Those who were close to him described him as quirky - they were right of course, Noel was interested to find out if his new guild mates were going to share the same opinion. He'd keep his true age as a secret of course.

Approaching the elegant building on horseback, Noel eventually would bring Mustang to a halt. Since he'd just been released from prison, all of his belongings were worn on himself. A part of him wanted to just plunge into bed and sleep for two days in a row. He didn't exactly feel at peak condition. Since leaving prison, Noel didn't feel like casting magic. Perhaps he was afraid of the destruction his magic implicated.

The front entrance seemed quite clear, so he'd park his Mustang near the stable and hitch it to a rail. Noel gave Mustang a juicy carrot from his backpack and continued to move to the front door of the guild. His pet lemur Jet sat on his shoulder during the adventure.

There he stood facing the Blue Pegasi guild, the six foot and two inches veteran mage of Advent World - former savior of Era, esteemed champion of the Domus Flau, former medical practitioner in Orchidia, and many other titles followed the reputation of Noel. Starting at scratch again. A smile appeared on his face, perhaps this could be a fresh start?

Without thinking about it, Noel started to walk into the open doors of the Pegasi building, though after setting one step into the building he'd knock on its doors. "Hello, is there anyone there?" He'd ask - wanting to introduce himself to whoever heard his call. His blue eyes peered around the guild hall in curiosity, his head was a bit cocked.

Wake up in the mooorning, ready to leeeeeave. Vice honestly feels like, even if he leaves Hargeon, he'll still be there in a fever dream of Blue Pegasus ruling the world. Laying out on a bush in Lala-land, Vice might actually be somewhere else, deeply connected to the secrets of the world. In sad fact, Vice is actually just on a bush and with a hangover from drinking in edgy darkness. Growing hungry with excuses is common in this situation. Also, Vice is hungry. Passing the time with his guild nearby, Vice is thinking forward, and not knowing it's nearby. Immediately, he must eat. Eating without building on his sloppy beauty is key. Rummaging out of a bush, feigning night-duty guarding his homeland, Vice first grabs a candy bar out of his pocket. In one hand, snack manifests.

On the other HAND, hand goes on forehead, as he must be too excited for the event! Will snack make Vice even more energetic than he already is? Snack is already gone into Vice's mouth-stomach-energy as he pops up! It's time to go to the guild hall. Sometimes, Vice gets lost going there, even though he is already acquainted with it's innards. Should Blue Pegasus move their building from the edge of town, to the center? A nice overlord might not want to dominate the culture of the entire region by centralizing. Deep thoughts, as Vice has a deep look around an alleyway walked to, he is now lost.

It's nice all the best of Blue Pegasus is coming together! This gathering, does not include Vice yet. Vice wants to get help, but he feels like his impression imparts rumors on his guild every time he engages the public. A secret weapon? Vice will comfort himself with ignorance. Thinking backward, why was Vice a hobo in a bush? As a fragile non-magical person, maybe that isn't the safest place to be. Scary people jealous of the pretty Pegasus people might have came. Vice breaks a lightbulb in his head, suddenly. It's all coming back to him. The bush hid Vice performing his bodily duties! The bush, still has another chocolate bar!

Journeying back to the bush in jolly excitement, Vice winds down his steps to bend down, and pick up his energy for the day off a branch. In this journey of self-actualization, Vice has realized his real worth. During the event, he can sit and eat snacks, to input his maximum value! Flicking his head, Vice also just saw the guild building! In the end, things always work out. Approaching the guild building with the key to the fountain of youth, currently insanity, Vice is about 6 feet tall.

Maybe, if Vice plays his cards right, he can steal some ugly person's room? Formulating a plan on his approach, Vice notices a man boxed into the same air as Vice. On sight, Vice's gaze softens, noticing the pet adorned on the companion's body. Disinterest in poking a relaxing companionship that treats a pet right, Vice looks for a start to the summer fun. Waving in greeting with his now-free hands, Vice doesn't mean to startle Noel or any guildmates. Coming up to the doorway with a inquisitive peer doesn't exact any further dramatic flavor from Vice.

"Hey! Nice to meet everyone, name's Vice and I'm part of the guild. Need a hand with anything?" Giving a general greeting, Vice apologetically strains his words. Trying to cut in past Noel might give Vice a better idea for what's coming up in the day inside. Without any magic, he's just around to enjoy a serious building show perhaps.

As Noel stepped closer to the inside of the Blue Pegasi building, he'd begun to notice a wide chain of people all inside working to try and improve the decorations that were found around the guild hall. It seemed like one person was giving them commands, this person was way shorter than the former Advent World wizard. There were others of course, running around and doing easy chores. Unbeknownst to Noel, another had passed by behind him. His companion, his pet Lemur - whose name was Jet waved at the blonde. Jet jumped off of Noels shoulders and landed on top of Vinces head.

The busy kerfuffle inside concluded to a shallow screech, Noel cocked his brow at this person - who had no real reason to scream. She called him a sir, this hurt his ego - but it was fair enough, seeing as the person who said it looked more youthful than he did. Before he could explain himself, she wondered if he needed anything. Thinking he came down her to get a Blue Pegasi mission submission... It felt a little bit patronizing, were Blue Pegasi members not informed when new members joined the guild? The hall seemed quite chaotic though, maybe they had other things on their mind. Some of them have probably already met Kenzo. Certain circumstances prevented him from visiting the guild hall at the time of his guild membership. Not wanting to poison future relations, the male chose to ignore the comment and tried explaining why he was there. "I'm a new member actually, names Noel." He'd start walking closer to the member who put this inquiry upon him, standing about three meters away from the girl, someone else had walked into the hall and joined Noels conversation. They introduced themselves as Vince. Noel tucked his chin in a little, giving a little bow of respect as he returned the half raised hand gesture towards this blonde. "Hello Vince, much like yourself I too am new, names Noel." He seemed like minded to himself.

A youthful person, someone he and Kenzo could convert to become one of their drinking buddies. A smile appeared on his face at the thought of corrupting this young man. The backpack Noel wore sure weighed him down, he'd look around the place to try and get a sense of direction. He'd face the black haired girl that previously asked if he was in need of his mission - perhaps she could help him? "Can you point me out to the living quarters? I'd like to leave all of my baggage there." He'd bonk his hand on the top part of his armor, making an echoing sound. It was heavy wearing all of his vestiges all day. He was excited to start decorating his room - assuming it was alright to do so. Some of his heavy boxes were due to be delivered later today, the moving company picked it up from Oak - from his previous guild, Advent World. It costed a fair few of jewels to get it transported here.

Browsing through, scanning the guild's chaotic inside, Vice feels like his original plan will work out. Sitting around and snacking while the randoms do work later. After all, if no one asked for help, Vice is not willing to grant it. Supervising is work too! Obtaining a Lemur on his head, Vice briefly blanks out. This is life now. Jet had moved like an airplane, VROOOM, and blindsided Vice. While the pet did no harm, he did surprise Vice. That pet looks clean and cute. Vice is maybe equally clean in every way he considers possible. Shaking his head, which looks clean, Vice mindfully plays with the exotic Lemur.

A safe and rocky coaster ride for the Lemur, with a playfully interrupted nod, directed toward Noel's bow. Feeling safe with this worldly Noel man, Vice cups his hands toward his blonde head, and holds the Lemur like a pineapple hostage. Or maybe, Vice is now the hostage taking care of the pet, hoho? Feigning being occupied with the Lemur, so he can't help anybody, Vice listens to Crissandra for the daily dos.

"Haha, that's fine no thanks, I came by earlier. We all live here in spirit! Even when we open a door, and see naked old people, they are all our family." Excitedly visualizing, Vice doesn't want to sign a magical contract on accident. What if he loses his soul? The guy is way too hungover to remember whether he squatted in this party house yet. Vice is sure of only one thing. Why would he want the throwaway room granted to new members? Old members drop like flies, and with their ugliness vacant, Vice will take their rooms!

Okay, maybe they're not ugly, but they are far more competent then Vice. They're taking their talents elsewhere, presumably not needing any pity. Finally, some things shouldn't be negotiated on, like the place you might be staying in for a long, long, long, long, lonnnng time. Just following along with Crissandra, Vice looks forward to some food, instead of rest.

"Also, if people disappear, which often happens in guilds I hear, you don't get retirement pension. Your pretty room gets inherited (cough stolen). That being said, if I may Noel, I suggest you just get someone to pick up your stuff. Maybe by a magic levitator. There's a big event going on, and what better way to get sorted theeen not sneaking away during moving day?" Wanting to keep Noel close to his Lemur, Vice admirably blabbers on, and leaves Noel to his choice that includes declothing now. Eyeing Noel's stuff briefly, hopefully magical in nature, Vice wonders if Noel's strong enough that he would blow up careless movers.

Anticipating some explosive sparkles with the party action, Vice is waiting for his first encounter with a crazy guildmate. No, Vice meeting himself doesn't make sense. Can a whole family get along? Crissandra seems like a nice and organized person though. The levitate thing was cute to Vice, but if she's capable of it, then perhaps anyone is.

"Oooh, so, how about that redesigning? Anyone got any powerful ideas, brought forth by the originality and freshness of new members?" Mixed in the background work, Vice hopes to boorishly distract Crissandra, and also just unceremoniously discusses with Noel. Assuming Noel is present, Vice relaxes his cuddly hands on the Lemur at some point. Relaxing with his hands now at his sides, Vice keeps himself a meter to the side of Crissandra. Unknowing to the thoughts of the two, Vice returns a laid-back smile, while trying to face them both politely. For now, Vice will hold his piece about redesigning the guild's beautiful pink walls.

The old Blue Pegasi mage was unaware of the activities of his beloved pet lemur. While beloved, it just so happened to explode every quest Noel took it out with him. Perhaps due to the destructive nature of his magic. Most of the time, Jet was found toying with people, or in search of comical items to try and crack a tough nut with.

A book came to be floated in front of Crissandra, he'd question the reality which questioned how it could. He'd divert his focus from the book to the person who caused it to float in the first place. A technique he too had mastered, but required a delicate amount of attention and hand gesturing to smoothly pull off. Maybe it was a bit preposterous that a beginning mage like Crissandra could pull off without skipping a beat.

For some strange reason, the members he's met from the Blue Pegasi guild had a hard time introducing themselves. They simply assumed everyone just knew them, and their names. One exception being Vice, also a new member - perhaps not yet indoctrinated towards their carefree lifestyle. A lifestyle he could see himself enjoying.

Witnessing the sign in sheet for a moment made him do a double take. Was this a Blue Pegasi hotel instead of the guild hall? He'd blurt out, unknowing, "Nanikore." Followed by Vice care freely turning down the sign in sheet. He'd let out a childish chuckle upon hearing that. The administration person was talking about a summer event that was upcoming while Noel filled in funny answers in the sheet. For example, he'd take the kings name and swap their starting letters(first name and last name). Quickly jotting the hand drawn sign in sheet with false answers, such as him being D rank, the male took his hand off the paper.

While being led to the barracks, Vice explained how you got room upgrades - and that they inherit the better rooms over time. That made sense, Noel thought. He proposed using a magic elevator to transport his stuff, he let out a belly laugh. Perhaps this boy was even quirkier than himself? "I like the idea, you're sugoi Vice-san." Noel replied. "Some of my belongings have personal attachment, you'd regret not moving it yourself if any of it broke." The tall wizard spoke as they moved from the center jacuzzi in the hall towards the hall leading to the rooms. "Say champ, if you could take one item with you on on adventure, what would it be?" He'd propose the idea to Vice, shortly after they arrived at their room. The administration lady apologized that their stuff wasn't moved yet - which wasn't her responsibility.

He and she moved in different wave lengths, the chaotic vibe that enthralled her repelled him in return. Yes, the administrations lady's name was Crissandra. He'd slightly tilt his head as a thankful gesture, before turning his back on her and moving into the designated room. He'd likely hear footsteps following him into the room, those footsteps belonging to Vice. He didn't mind.

First thing Noel did was pull his helm off - revealing his glorious but otherwise mundane black hair. He'd fling the helmet onto one of the beds. At the time of its landing, he'd notice the other bed in the room. Interesting. Vinces entrance into the room wasn't as random as he initially thought. This too was going to be his sleeping quarter. Noel chuckled, recalling a time in which he first joined Lamia Scale; having been in this situation more than ten years ago when he freshly joined.

Next, he'd put his backpack on the ground near the bed which he threw his helm on. From his backpack he'd reveal another piece of art. It appeared as a framed painting, but in actuality it was a framed pair of panties. With the use of subtle Gravity Manipulation, the male stuck the frame unto the ceiling above his bed. With a free hand, he'd pull out a few screws out of floorboards to permanently fix the frame against the ceiling - these were the panties of his beloved girlfriend.

He pointed at a drawer near his bed. "I'm claiming that." Maybe it was time to make some house rules? "If the gravity in the hall leading up to the room is akin to the gravity on the moon, it's unsafe to come in. Unless you're willing to wear a blindfold and earplugs." Noel shot a wink at Vice, assuming he understood the message behind the words. Jet dove into the drawer Noel previously claimed and begun pulling out the drawers in order to convert it into his headquarter.

With a simple clicking mechanism, his armor was quickly undone. He'd add a task onto his mental to do list, saying that he needed to carve up some wood to use as an armor stand. There was no rush though, he'd simply drop his armor and in teenage fashion shove it under his bed using his foot to accelerate it. Their quarters were quite spacious, the best feature was its balcony. Before deciding to head out and explore, Noel continued dropping his gear off - some of it near the drawers, others on his bed - just until he was left in his tee-shirt accompanied by black pants and his lace up boots. "I'm going to smoke some weed on the rooftop, wanna come with?" He had all the necessary ingredients in the pocket of his pants. Without wavering, Noel opened the doors to the balcony - he'd activate a spell in order to smoothly scale the walls. By clapping his hand once, the laws of gravity no longer applied to his personal vertical movement. The spell that made this possible was named Floortilting.

Once at the top, he'd stick his head out to look down. Had his friend been interested to come with, he could cast another simple spell in order to help him up. With his telekinesis ability, he could fish-line his new friends shirt and reel him up. Regardless whether he was down for it or not, Noel proceeded to the front side of the roof - where the view encompassed the most splendor imaginable. He'd sit on the edge and have his legs stick out. Heights didn't scare the seasoned veteran. Without much of a moment passing, he'd have rolled a joint and lit it. Had his friend joined, he'd offer him some of the drugs. Once it had been burnt to ash, the male jumped off of the roof. With his right fist pointed upwards, his landing proceeded to be very smooth. How was the young Vice going to get down, had he joined Noel on the rooftop? That was his challenge to figure out. As he begun nearing his forties - his capacity for fucking with people never really ceased. Noel joined the administration lady back at the lobby to see what he could help her out with - and continued to pass on time with Blue Pegasus members for the remainder of the day.

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Is it still not snack time? Vice hopes it's snack time soon. It's deep thinking time for the guild, of course! With the Lemur still on his head, Vice is ready to think up the best design plans for the guild. Outwardly, it looks like Vice is just walking around aimlessly, and ignoring the call to duty. How much more fun can you get then a Lemur-man? Only by having fun can the best ideas come. A bright idea has come to Vice.

What if they made the guild hall a zoo? Nothing can be more beautiful than nature itself! It'd be funny if someone magically made all the animals defecate. Magical animals must have magical poop. The majestic beauty of nature will spread to all of Blue Pegasus! Now that Vice has reached the natural conclusion, he finally began to realize reality. No one cares about the prettiness of the guild. All everyone cares about is themselves. The guild lady even turned into a robot, Vice thinks!

Noel says unicorn, from what Vice heard, and Vice has a childish vision along with Noel's childish chuckle. Unicorns, unicorns everywhere! Noel must really love furry animals. Isn't the guild name Blue Pegasus, after all? Assuming everything proceeds as Noel did, Vice looks at the sign-in sheet prank, amused by a missed opportunity. Chaos breeds creativity, after all. Keeping his internal musings, Vice doesn't really like to carry around too much outwardly. Sentimental value doesn't have much value to Vice at this time.

Now, if he gets OP OP magical items, Vice certainly might reconsider his viewpoint. For now, a lady is all good to carry his burdens, if any. "Monster lotion." Blankly replying to Noel's inquiry, seriously and unserious out of nowhere. It didn't take much thought. A survival situation, a fight, or a picnic. Hot monster lotion is the best recipe for success. Following Noel, this lost lamb of a furry, Vice wonders into a room. Wanting to cause surface trouble for the guild, Vice finds he can just squat in this room now.

"Nanikore?" Questioning the emergence of a frame softly, Vice squints at it. "Naninani?" Vice feels closer to Noel now and probes playfully. What other man would trust such a treasured possession's place, away from them, but gifted to Vice? "Okay Mr. High Gravity User, if the room is dark and you can't turn the lights on, I invite you to blindly pet what might be man or beast." Stonefaced, Vice returns a good-natured look to Noel. Uh Vice means man, as in, human woman, okay. Vice actually has no idea how to do magic currently, but with the power of dankness, he will uncloud his lack of Darkness Magic someday.

Avoiding the furman completely, keeping away from the weird gravity stuff too, Vice continued to enjoy accompanying Jet. Vice cuddled up still safely on to the other bed. Keeping himself with the times, Vice always avoided Noel, giving Noel space. Once invited, Vice popped out of bed.

"Sure bud, gimme a sec." Waking up from his bedtime, Vice gives a quick reply. What better way to find his magicness then by taking Noel up on his magical offer? Following Noel out, Vice's mind skips for a moment, and he realizes it'll take a while to get to the rooftop without magic. Shrugging, Vice looks down to begin his side-task, and picks out a bottle from his pocket. Writing a little note on how PINKNESS IS SUPREME, Vice throws down this piratey bottled note from the balcony, and it magically bounces into the guild hall.

Hopefully, the suggestion on design is forwarded to the guildmaster. Keeping an eye up, Vice lets his new friend bring Vice up to the rooftop through magicness, and so black haired fluffy man doesn't need to wait. If Noel didn't mind, Vice would light up off his. Not automatically interceding on Noel ever, Vice just keeps with the flow. Actually, after Vice smokes on the roof, he feels like he's unlocked his latent magical abilities! By the power of Void Magic, it's magic time for Vice in the near-future! What a pretty school rooftop that's just SUGOI.  

OOF, WAIT BUD, WHERE YOU GOING? Vice wanted to see if he could snag some edibles too off this new roommate. Reacting quickly, Vice doesn't feel like walking down this whole building, so he just jumps off after Noel. Can wizards in this world even take fall damage, according to the rules of the environmental damage? Hehehe, Vice feels his decision in jumping is most efficient.

Regardless if he takes damage or not, once Vice falls down, he's still in serious lalaland. To others, he landed like a supercool-man. It takes a brief instant for Vice to wake up from being potentially knocked out standing, and he skips away carefreely back to the guild hall. Whatever busyness is being done, Vice skimps out on it however he can, but stays for what must be done!