Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
The annoying sound would echo through the wide, dark room. In the utter silence settled in the room, the beeping of the alarm clock was much clearer, and naturally, much more annyoing than usual, waking up the only person in the room. Icy blue eyes staring at it for a second, a pale hand with pink nails came out from under the soft sheets, reaching towards the alarm, tapping it a few times in a lazy, failed attempt to turn it off. With a sigh, the owner of the cold blue eyes took the alarm clock in her hands, and... threw it against the wall, accomplishing her primary objective; to turn the damn thing off. Closing her eyes again, she attempted to return to sleep, although, this time, a weird voice interrupted her.
Oi, lazy princess, wake up alreay. Opening her eyes instantly, Antonia shot up, quickly gettint out from under the sheets. Antonia's sister, Amatis, was standing at the doorframe, holding a letter all while she was drying her hair. Antonia took her hands to her eyes and rubbed them, seriously annoyed. Waking her up before 2pm was a bad thing to do. Standing up, she walked towards the living room, following Amatis, who, shamelessly, was walking around as if the house was her own; although it was her sister's. Geez, Ama. Not only you come at my house, act like it's your own and all, but you wake me up too. I'm dissapointed; Like, you're supposed to be the oldest sister, the most responsible one. Not to mention you're an adult. Antonia muttered while getting dressed, yawning. She emphasized the word adult with a reason, only willing to prove that, although being 30 years old already, Amatis was not the most responsible or respectful one around. Throwing herself on the sofa, she grabbed the letter her sister left, and opened it.
Shut it Levi. You're 20, and you're immature as hell too. You too are supposed to be an adult. Boom. That hurt, but was true. And right in the centre. Shaking her head, Antonia muttered a ''Shut it'' and opened the letter, her cold blue eyes running through the lines. So a team job? Interesting. She was in a team with a few other Sabertooth members, although she had never bothered in meeting them. Which was stupid. Oi, I'm out for the day. When I'm back I want to find my place in one piece. That said, Antonia went out, heaing towards the Guildhall.
Gladly, the guildhall wasn't far away. As she arrived, she stepped on the transportation lacrima settled in the old guildhall, and was instantly transported towards the actual guildhall, immediately spotting her guildmates on a bench. Her teammates. Although she had not met them, at least not officially, she knew them by appearance and could recognise them at ease. Walking towards this, she streightened Dawn, her rapier, and tucked a lock of bubblegum pink hair behind her ear. Bonjour. She greeted in French, looking at her teammates. How are you all?