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Bisexual | Nineteen | Regular Fairy Tail Wizard | Lightning Caster Magic[/fancypost]

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Low muse. Really sorry.

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"Oh? She's the new guild master?" Nyx said, hearing Ethel's voice in the background. She was more focused on the chaos that had just transpired. Her eyes flew between everyone, before she finally just decided to let it slide. She stepped back, then returned to her seat, eyes still focused on Ryuko and the new guild master.
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Katsuki watched Ryuko disappear behind the door to the office. Her green eyes followed the bluette's form, before returning to Shuren. "Fill them in for me?" She asked, before making her way up the stairs behind Ryuko.

Shuren looked at her and nodded before turning his attention towards the gathered guild members. "Allow me to explain: the woman you just saw was Katsuki Sen. Some of you may recognize her from her works as the famous 'Red Writer'." He began, speaking with an air of authority accompanied by a familiarity that he hoped would ease the tension. "She was elected to be the new Guild Master, as per the previous Master, Daxus', wishes. We were originally to escort her here, but our party had managed to become... disbanded on our way." Shuren explained. "For now Miss Matoi will continue acting as the figure of Guild Master, since an author becoming Guild Master may not be accepted well with the majority." It was an odd request, to be named Guild Master without being recognized for it outside of the guild, but it was all with good reason. "Is there any other questions?"

Katsuki heard Shuren's speech half way before it became muffled from behind the door to the Master's office closing behind her. She made sure to close the door somewhat loudly, as Ryuko didn't seem to hear her open it in the first place. Her green eyes traveled across the room from behind red frames, analyzing the details. Pictures were hung on the walls, and on the desk was a small frame with a picture of Daxus. "Oh? Was this the old mans office?" She asked, trying to make light conversation with Ryuko. She was still quite cautious, after the s-class mage's previous outburst, but she seemed to have calmed down quite a bit so there wasn't anything to worry too much about.

Her steps took her around the desk, as she still admired the pictures on the wall. Most of them were of the guild in previous generations, all of them together with the master's throughout time. She looked at the desk and picked up a frame, looking at the photo. It was of Daxus and the entire guild. Katsuki scanned the faces in the picture, recognizing most of them from just a few minuets ago. "He sure was something, huh?" She mumbled, a solemn look sweeping over her face as images clouded her eyes. "I bet you two were quite the pair. He talked about you a lot in letters, you know. I kind of envied that." She paused and gave a loud sigh.

"In the end I never really did impress him enough, compared to you I guess. I can see why he trusted you to be Guild Master up until..." She trailed off, setting the photograph down. It was never about me being worthy of the title of Guild Master-- It was always about that last stupid mission. I should've done something before it happened; I knew it would happen and I didn't do anything about it, and now I have to finish it before the others get involved. How lame is that, being Guild Master simply because you know something the others dont? The thoughts raced through her head, clouding any others. It's the least I can do to repay him. I'll finish here and become an old memory that wont be missed. Then maybe Daxus could be proud of me once and for all. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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KATSUKI SEN — 22 YEARS OLD — SHE / HER — GUILD MASTER — THEME
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Now, she's a Guild Master and wears a smile like it’s some kind of bruise.

It’s not a strong feeling. Weak, really— but rather aggravating, like a buzzing mosquito on a muggy summer afternoon that doesn’t bite you but insists on circling endlessly about the room. It’s almost like drowning, she could guess. Which she finds funny because the drowning feels more like burning— a deep-rooted heat that claws at the lungs, clambers for a scream. One would never think that surrounded by so much water, you’d feel like your body was on fire. Either way, this ravenous, ruthless, starving feeling is drowning all the same: a helpless, hopeless, inescapable inundation that blotted out your existence in a deceptively serene sort of way. Struggling only made it worse— fueled the panic, increased the pain. And so she's learned to accept it as best she can, letting herself be peacefully swept along in the cycling deluge of that thing called time that continued to pour into itself, over and over again. Going with the flow, right?

"Where were you all of this time?"

She looked towards at Ryuko, her gaze distant and barren like a cold, silent tundra during an evening blizzard. Her lips parted, letting a breath slip past, before snapping shut again. She sighed through her nose, sitting on the edge of the desk facing away from Ryuko. Her head lowered as her shoulders heaved, preparing to speak. "Investigating, I suppose." She finally spoke up. It was a peculiar answer, so she pondered for a minute before delicately continuing to explain herself. "I would've come here sooner, but I was on a leave while doing some work with Shuren," she paused, "with the Magic Council." The words hung in the air like a dense fog. The information may not have been so odd or discomforting if it wasn't for the fact that an average mage, who wasn't even a Guild Master at the time, went on missions with the Magic Council. "I heard of his passing while on one of those missions, and I couldn't really believe it."

"But it wasn't really until recently that I received the letter of Daxus' request for my position. Even then, I took some time to consider the consequences of my actions from this moment on." She took a breath, feeling her lungs hitch in the middle of it. She flashed a notion of regret towards what she said, but it quickly faded and twisted into a sorrowful gaze. A single thin streak traveled down her cheek. It burned and was hot, and Katsuki was quick to wipe it away. What she had meant by "consequences" was unsure. "In any case, I'm here now to respect Daxus' choices and make things right, for him and everyone he cared about. Surely you could understand where I'm coming from, as someone he took under his wing?"

[color=grey]— Perhaps a little (or maybe even major) timeskip now (or in a few posts) would help get this thread back? —
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Bump this is probably a lost cause