- ʏᴜᴢᴜᴋɪ ғᴀᴇʀʏᴅᴀᴇ
Yuzuki groaned, slumping into a seat at the nearest bar. Having been traveling again, she would have to make do with just any old place – Magnolia wasn’t a place she typically enjoyed spending time in (those stupid Fairy mages were usually fine, but when it came to this town? Oh man.), but the semi-fey was exhausted by now and couldn’t keep moving for long, even with enhanced stamina. Trudging up to the bartender, she raised an eyebrow at his disgusted expression at her ratty appearance, before mumbling, “A bottle of your cheapest stuff,”
and turning to move back to her seat and lowkey pass out.
However, the woman would irritably find herself called back by the man, who sounded slightly alarmed as he said, “I’m sorry, but according to Fiore law we can’t serve minors under fifteen.”
Say what? Yuzuki had spent so much time in neighborhoods that were less well-off that she’d nearly forgotten that her youthful appearance held back the more legally-inclined bartenders, who actually cared about the law and that good-for-nothing council of old mages who sat there doing nothing. She was tired now though – while normally the semi-fey would have engaged in some sort of yelling match or just swiped the booze and left, she wasn’t so patient this time. With a swirl of the chains that adorned her waist, the silver links snapped into the form of a gleaming silver spear that radiated a foreign coldness unique to fey-made metals. Fairy Tail? Hah. She’d show this idiot who the real fairy was here. “This so-called minor’s considering lopping off your head.
” Even as she said it, the man’s face turned ashen, his attention diverted as she used the sharp tip to flip the bottle out of his grasp, snatching it out of the air. “Heh. Thanks, man.”
Turning to leave, the drama she had stirred up around them would suddenly be turned as a yell rose up from the other side of the room. A flurry of fists and feet would quickly develop, and the shaken bartender quickly called for bodyguards, glancing fearfully at the silver-eyed woman before hurrying away into some back room. This was an interesting development though, hmm? A gleeful grin on her face, Yuzuki pushed herself into the air, invisible wings bringing her body into the air with the torn edges of her coat trailing behind. The spear would be quickly returned to her waist in the form of chains, and she slammed a silver boot atop some unfortunate chap’s head before using the momentum to turn around to elbow someone out of the way. “Well, bar fight? This should be fun.”