bixlowhemianrhapsody

cosplay chick:

Hand rested upon chest, as though the touch would settle racing heart and the jump shock she had no liking for. Trembling lips snatched deep breaths to calm and regulate pulse into a manageable state, for moments she sat upon knees and feet before hesitantly taking his hand, fearful for another prank ( or perhaps he would drop her the instant weight rest upon larger grip ). Still, to feet she rose, indignant and huffy.

“Well that wasn’t nice of you! I don’t understand why you lot enjoy scaring people so much. It’s not even Halloween.” Scooping the Celestial Spirit into loving embrace, in which she sought both comfort and dignity, she permitted gaze to wander their surroundings, seeking for recognizable markers. 

“—Are we going to head back? Or are we lost?”

                                       Even if the blame was indeed hers to take.

          the signature maniacal laughter would instantly reverberate throughout the open air as the seith mage caught sight of his guildmate’s surprise. honestly, he didn’t really understand why she was making such a fuss out of his unexpected greeting - wasn’t natsu just as bad, if not worse, than he was? such tomfoolery were the ways of fairy tail, and though she might complain, bixlow knew that it made being a member quite the experience.

          it seemed though, that his little trick had them both disorientated, not knowing where they had ended up. not having the best sense of direction, for freed would always be the navigation during the raijinshuu missions, he would conclude that they were, as she had suggested, lost.

          ❛ {✖} it kinda looks like we are, your majesty! can’t ya’ get your royal escorts ta’ fetch us, then~? nyahahaha! ❜