@mircjane sent: “ If you don’t make your way out from behind my bar, you and I will have trouble.” A playful eye towards one of her elders. / for gildarts
THE GUILD HAS ALWAYS BEEN like second home to Gildarts. Being a member for most of his life, he‘s familiar with every nook and cranny of the vicinity. After a long mission, he decides to take a rest and reward himself with a drink. He slips into the bar to get a scotch, pouring himself a drink. He could have asked Mirajane, but it‘s a busy night, and he doesn‘t wanna inconvenience her.
He downs his drink, sighing in satisfaction. He‘s ready for a second glass when the takeover mage arrives and speaks up. ❝What? Why? Let me finish this bottle. There‘s enough space for the two of us here.❞









