A jest. Surely, it was a jest. Evergreen ignored the clamor of the guildhall behind her, glaring at the tiny old man sitting on the bar, inching away from the redhead next to her slowly.
"This is certainly a bad joke, Master Makarov," Ever said, smiling without joy. "Titania and I here would work as well as oil and water mix."
But the master glared at her and assured her it wasn't a joke by any means; people, men, women, children, in a small village a days travel away were disappearing one by one. And Erza and Evergreen were supposed to fix it.
Her sarcastic smile morphed to a scowl. "Whoa, I either work with my team and Laxus, or I work alone. And I especially don't work with Titania. She tried to stab me in the face once. She doesn't give me the warm-and-fuzzies, you see."
Please, the master said, just act like an adult and do it. Evergreen turned and glared at Erza next to her, turning on her heel and exiting the guild.
"Fine. I'll do it. I don't see why you think we'll manage to work together, though. Scarlet!" She stopped and glanced over her shoulder at Erza. "Be at the train station seven o'clock sharp. I don't tolerate tardiness." And she left, slamming the doors behind her.