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ManaMia had never been to the black Marsh before, but the tales of ghosts and ghouls just casually hanging out there like loving families still struck her as odd. She was hopeful to believe it of course, if only because it sounded hella cool, but that didn’t change the fact that, to the blonde at least, she found it difficult to believe. Her image of creatures from beyond the grave where those who caused misery to drag people into the holes they themselves lived in, but as she ventured through the spooky looking place, she saw signs that the ghosts were just cursed with a bad rep. Some looked actually soft and gentle compared to their surroundings.
Meeting with the mother ghost of this little arrangement, some uncertainty still on her face, she presented herself as a proud member of fairy tail. While the guild could be a mixed bag of reputation, it seemed it’s members always tended to be more understanding of the reputation of others perhaps not being the whole story, as the mother ghost was eager to accept her inside and as a handler of the job. They talked about where the young missing ghost could be found outside of the park, and all Mia had to do was get her to come back. Fair enough, she supposed.
WC 221
Meeting with the mother ghost of this little arrangement, some uncertainty still on her face, she presented herself as a proud member of fairy tail. While the guild could be a mixed bag of reputation, it seemed it’s members always tended to be more understanding of the reputation of others perhaps not being the whole story, as the mother ghost was eager to accept her inside and as a handler of the job. They talked about where the young missing ghost could be found outside of the park, and all Mia had to do was get her to come back. Fair enough, she supposed.
WC 221
