In The Times Of Fairy Tails

Conrad Heinrich Adelbrecht Carsten von Eisenstein II

The first round had ended and the second round had started he was up. He had observed his opponent closely during their last match. She was a formidable opponent being able to withstand quite the strong blows. He had the luck that he was fast and maybe he could therefor outmaneuver her. No use in speculating, he moved onto the field. "All-father lend me your strength and speed in the coming fight that it may bring me closer to my goals. Mother watch over all of us on this day." He whispered as he drew his sword. "Best of luck and may the better contender win." Conrad said to Alisa. Conrad opened up with what he figured would be the best option he had, already expecting a reaction, making a prediction as to what move would be used. He reminded himself of those that supported him and those who were the reason why he was here and gave it his all.

Conrad used Strike Raid.

 

Caliborn allowed himself to pull her tighter, especially as she began to cry fully. He felt Mikasa press herself into the hug and he knew from that point, that it was going to be alright. He had broken through her boundaries. All of the walls that she had put up were breached, and now Mikasa was back. He smiled at her and looked down, seeing her smile too. And they told me that it was pointless, that she was gone, and that I may as well give up. I think that I should make a point of telling them that they were absolutely, completely wrong.
"I know you are Mikasa, but I forgive you. You can rebuild, that's alright. I'll be here." Caliborn replied. He stroked her hair softly. "I'm just glad you're back. Really, I'm just glad that you're happier, that you're smiling." He looked out the window. The day seemed a little bit brighter outside, which was good news. He stayed there for a while, knowing that she would probably want this to last a little bit longer. After how she was feeling up until now, he couldn't blame her. It was worth it though, if her sadness had been suddenly turned into a smile.





And it was over, just like that. She thought that she would be able to do well in the tournament. Her defences were strong, she had practiced hard! And for what? She stood up and dusted herself off. She hated to admit it, but she was a little pissed off.
"Well played." She said as politely as she could, and then walked off. Having lost completely like that, she was livid. How could this happen? It was like a strange mysterious force had just decided to say **** you and decide that everything was going to go totally against her. ****'s sake, seriously. That should have gone way better. And to think that she had offered help to that unbearable boy! UGH!



He was facing one of the winners from the previous round. Honestly, it didn't look good. The man's tactics were... Impressive. He was honestly concerned about this one and hadn't fancied his chances. He was going to be absolutely humiliated. In front of Conrad, who knowing his luck would probably win and in front of his daughter, and perhaps more embarrassingly in front of Shani who had made him quite the promise. Honestly, things seemed that they would be going very, very badly very, very quickly. He would have to somehow deal sufficient damage, and quickly. He believed that based on his own estimates, he was a little faster than his opponent but otherwise, he was almost completely outclassed. There was only one chance. He had to chance skill and a little luck and stun the man before he had a chance to unleash a powerful attack. Only through that could he possibly achieve victory. Besides, nobody would be expecting this from him. Vance ran at Veilen, who was wielding a sword, a far more practical close combat weapon and struck out, channelling magic through the staff and praying that it worked as hoped.
"May the best man win!" He exclaimed as he struck.

Vance used Binding Strike​

 

"I'll make it stop when you stop moving. Can't you talk to George and let me talk to him instead? He'll be much easier to deal with then you." Johanna crossed her arms. She wondered where Dale was right now. She still needed to talk to him about some things after all.


Mikasa blushed nervously as Caliborn stroked her hair. "Why aren't you married, Caliborn?" Mikasa asked of curiosity more then a perceived jealousy. She still spoke quietly but more relaxed. "Wizards live a long time." She quoted him. She didn't ask anything else. Instead of piling on everything she wanted to say together, she asked her questions in the simplest way possible.

 

Caliborn raised an eyebrow when she asked him the question. He sat there and thought about it, trying to figure out why. Admittedly, the answer came quickly, and was rather simple.
"That's a rather simple answer. I haven't found anyone that I wish to marry yet. When I do, I'm sure that I will. But until that point, I will happily wait until that person comes." He answered. He smiled a little wider when he noticed that she had blushed. It was kind of cute. She probably wasn't used to the affection, but she didn't seem to dislike it. In fact, she seemed more relaxed which was vastly better than the previous situation. "And yes, we do. I suppose that means I have a long time to find that person, and a long time to spend with them after. Maybe I'll manage to see most of what there is to see in that time." ​

 

Ander's pov: (during the tournament)



The rock thing asked him for his name. So not only could it move it could talk to. "Ander, Ander Windwifre, and you are?" 'A fellow failed combatant of the tournament? It seems luck is not on our side.' "Winning it not everything. People get hurt when they fight and really it is not necessary. It is point less in a way." He then looked at the rock thing once more. "Not to be rude, but what is it that has made you into this form that you are in now? Magic or perhaps a curse?" Changing someone to a rock was not that good. This was a type of dark magic.

 

Johanna accepted the compliment though at the same time looking away from George she rolled her eyes. "Of course not George." She flirted back. It wasn't that she liked George, but she liked her life remaining easy for the time being. She put her hands on his chest and started to heal him, then grabbing bandages and lifting his shirt to fix his wounds. She started to bandage him up, not as begrudingly as she would have to Derk. "I imagine you're not going to go causing trouble after I fix you up are you?"

 

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"Malkira, Malkira of the Red Axe" Malkira replied. Malkira hurumphed as Ander mentioned his non-violence policy, it sounded like hippy talk to him. Nevertheless he remained quiet as Ander continued. but the conversation always came back to Malkira's curse. Just for once he wished people didn't notice it. "I suppose this is more like a blessing. I was killed, but some of my devout followers brought me back in this form. I am grateful, but I miss my human body. At least I have this second chance" Malkira stared at his rock hands for a moment "The ones who reanimated me in this form did not know how to bring me back as a human, but now I know. I asked the Oracle, and now I know that one day I will be human again" He stood with purpose and determination "So why are you at the guild then?"

 

Johanna laughed. "Dale's my boyfriend now, actually. It's not really out in the public yet..." She remembered him kissing her the other day and she grinned before her face turned bright red. She rolled her eyes. "You didn't get a concussion did you?" Johanna teased him. She waved her finger from one side to another in order to see if he could follow it with his eyes.

"You're fine George. Just be more careful, alright?" Johanna started to laugh again.

 

VS

Ra looked across the battlefield to his next opponent. The last fight had been...Underwhelming to say the least. He'd expected her to put up a fight, but she'd barely lasted a second. Perhaps he should've held back...Oh well. It appeared his opponent was the most eccentric girl in the guild. And given Rennette, that was saying something. She was the girl that had dragged him into that dating show with Calxiyn as the contestant.

"Speaking of which, how was she?"
"Pardon?"
"Cal. In bed."
"I...I'm afraid i don't follow."
"Nevermind. You're too shy about these things."

Ra was utterly confused by the conversation. What exactly did she think happened? And how did she know what he was thinking? It was only just now he noticed a slight familiarity in her face.
"You remind me of someone..."
"Looks basically like me but with a dick? Maybe in a hallucination accompanied by some ginger asshole or Mr. Who put you on the planet?"
"Y-yes, actually..."
"Yeah that's male Beuce. He pops into the RP from time to time."
"I...Shall we commence the fight?"
"Sure. Rienzel just had to throw in a bit of comic relief first since i'm in the post"
With that Beucette ran forward and performed a sliding dash
Ra used Quake



Aias' opponent didn't appear to be much visually, but he'd seen her fight before. She was greased lightning on the battlefield, and hit with incredible force thanks to the knives of hers. The total opposite of him. She reminded him of a faster version of Rho. That was a humbling thought. His only hope was to remain strong in the face of her onslaught and outlast her. "What is a shield to do when missing the blade which accompanies it?" Running forward to meet her assault, he attempted to defend himself by cloaking his body in light and slamming into her with barrier surge. ​

 

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So after the world longest nap, Zwei revives to actually do something. Now he was standing in the arena for his first match. He knew nothing about his opponent other than the obvious fact that he was a part of the guild. No sure how this fight would go for him, Zwei just decided to use Strike Raid.

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Having advanced to the next round, the heroic spir- er guardian stood before her opponent with her tower shield at her side. "Best of luck to you." Alisa responded, moving her shield before her. The throwing of her opponent's sword was odd, mainly cause it didn't look like the type of weapon that one would throw. nonetheless, she went on with her attack which was...Barrier Surge.

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So Veilen learned that his Magnet + Mine Square tactics works, quite well actually. Well while that was a good thing to know for the future, he probably wasn't going to use that tactic all that often. Regardless he had made it to the next round and his opponent had charged towards him with his sword aimed towards him. Thus Veilen decided to meet his opponent head on. His blade became engulf in flame, signalling the Fire Dash that Veilen had used against Vance.

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~For the sake of continuity, let's say that Zephyr told Alessia that he'd think about her offer to help him. now on with the tournament.~

Zephyr had managed to progress to the next round of the tournament, but he got the feeling that Alessia was well...upset at her loss. Seeing as how he couldn't go and confirm this at the time, he would do so once he had the time. Since that was now decided, the next thing to do was to fight his next opponent, who had moved to where he was at. His opponent was someone he didn't know, like a fair number of people at the guild. Zephyr took the brief moment he had before Gaius went and attacked him. With his descending upon him, Zephyr decided to counter with an aerial attack. However, due to not having one, he just used Sliding Dash and aimed it upward towards Gaius.

~Meanwhile,still prior to the tournament~

After Conrad had asked if he had any traveling stories to tell, Leo had sat there and tried to recall something that he was told in some story fashion. The young s-class remained both silent and still for this, coming up with nothing to tell. In response to the failure, he spoke up. "Sorry, I can't remember any stories."

 

Rho had stood at the ready for his next match. Drawing out his blade, he observed the boy carefully to make sure he knew what he was getting himself into. Yes, the fight looked like it would be quite the troublesome one, as this young one seemed to posses a good balance of speed and strength. In spite of knowing that the match may have been over before he would be able to act, Rho had went to counter his opponent. After the attack had occurred, Rho used Binding Strike on Zwei.

 

Ander's pov:



Malkira said his name and what not. 'I suppose this is more like a blessing. I was killed, but some of my devout followers brought me back in this form. I am grateful, but I miss my human body. At least I have this second chance' Malkira said. "Hum... A blessing or a curse? Bringing people back to life is not something that is easy to do. Magic while powerful is not something that people should do what ever they want with. Bring people bag and what not. Bringing some back to life takes lots of power and really should not be possible. Sounds like dark magic to me. A dark guild perhaps." 'The ones who reanimated me in this form did not know how to bring me back as a human, but now I know. I asked the Oracle, and now I know that one day I will be human again' "Oracle? Tell me more. It seems like a wasted answer to a question to me. You wish to be human, but I am not sure how possible it is. Curses are a rather tricky thing to deal with. Braking it may kill you. It just depends on the curse. There is rockojlj a rather nasty one. Then there the blood death one that make you sneeze out blood. There is a sleeping and death ones. Then there is the Suppressive curse and many others. Do you truly want to be human? I do not think it is worth the risk of possibly dyeing." He was talking like he knew quite a bit about curses. Then malkira asked him why he had come to the guild. He had to say he has not really thought about it. "I rather not talk about it. I came for a better life to find the answers to the questions that been locked away. In the end I do not think anyone can truly know what it is to be." He then put the key around his neck away.

 

Edric was watching the tournament with a mug of beer in his hand, cheering whenever a particularly spectacular kill happened. There were a couple of neat 1 hit KOs that looked like they bloody hurt. He relished in watching the combat. If only he could go out there and play himself, that would be fun. No matter, he was content to sit and watch. After all, they were all putting on a good show for him. He spotted Cassandra sitting down a few rows ahead, and remembered what happened at the trial. He did feel a little bad about getting that mad at her upon hindsight. She didn't deserve it and only tried to do what was best for Mikasa. They just had differing opinions on what was best exactly. He stood up and navigated his way over to her, then took the seat next to the Knight.
"Hey, Cassie. Jus' wanted ta' apologise fer gettin' tha' pissed at ya durin' the trial." He apologised, then took another sip of his beer. "I didnae mean ta get soo angry, 'twas jus' the blood boilin' 'cos of the stress o' the whole affair, ye ken? Hopin' ye en't too pissed at me."




Dale, who had also been ignored by his RP'er for a while was finally getting a post stating where he was. Dale was sitting and watching at the end of one of the rows of seats with his arms folded and his right leg crossed over his left. He was observing the place with a critical eye, not only the contestants but also what other people were doing, who they were talking to. It was interesting to see what people were doing, and it wasn't like he had anyone to talk to anyway. Perhaps he'd talk to Johanna over on the field if there was nothing too interesting going on out here. Just thinking about her made his heart beat a little faster. He remembered confessing his feelings for her, and she hadn't thrown him off. He was confident that she felt the same now, and looked forward to confirming it. Then, finally... Finally he would be able to be rid of the doubts that he'd had for years. He'd be able to freely, and openly, love Johanna like he had wanted to. The thought put a smile on his face.




Alessia saw that Zephyr was going to fight Gaius. She hadn't seen Gaius around for a while, but then again they'd been on totally different missions and it wasn't like they talked much anyway. He had attitude, so he was kinda funny to watch at the banquet when they started. Those guys... She had seriously considered going up there and fighting with them just to see what happened all the way back then. She kind of wished that she had. They had such a tight bond of friendship, and she wanted to have some friends like that. She didn't really have any though, the only person that was really close to being her friend was Zephyr (Happy now Mok?).
"Go on Zephyr! You beat me so you better do well!" She shouted encouragingly. She stood there watching the fight. It was going to be a quick one, that much she was sure of. ​

 

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As Ander spoke Malkira got more and more infuriated by the wizard's words, was he trying to make Malkira punch him? now he was just listing curses, acting like he knew everything. lashing out, Malkira grabbed Ander by his stupid robes and lifted him up to his stony face "HOW DARE YOU???" Malkira bellowed, his booming voice echoing around the area "You pompous little wretch! You dare call my followers dark? You dare insult those who brought me back to life? You act like you know everything but you know nothing of me! You know nothing of my past life! You know nothing of the land beyond the mountains, where there are no guilds, where we have to fight to survive as individuals! There is no light or dark, only SURVIVAL!" Malkira knew he was going a bit far but he was angry, and he wasn't done yet "And then you go on to tell me that my hopes and dreams are impossible?! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU ARE SAYING?!" Malkira yelled, the quietened down to a threatening whisper "Well, let me tell you this, you insignificant creature, I would rather die a thousand deaths, each more torturous than the last, than stay in this form for the rest of my life! so stop judging me! you are NOTHING! You are a smug little creep, I WAS A CHAMPION! A HERO OF MY PEOPLE!" Malkira leaned in even closer and gazed at Ander with a deathly stare, eyes that echoed the old days of Malkira's glory and fame, eyes that showed truly the beast within "WHAT ARE YOU?!" With that Malkira dropped Ander to the ground.

 

Ander's pov:



Malkira reached out to grab him. He showed no fear. 'You dare call my followers dark?' "I did no such thing. It could be, it could not be who to say. I do not know them so I can not say one way or another. I can only see what is told." 'You act like you know everything' "I would not say everything, but I do know quite a bit. Time does that." 'know everything but you know nothing of me! You know nothing of my past life!' "I do not need to know. It in your power to say what others will know about you." 'Where there are no guilds, where we have to fight to survive as individuals! There is no light or dark, only SURVIVAL!' "Light and dark can be there just sometimes it is more of a gray. Some guilds are hidden where you would not think one would be." 'To tell me that my hopes and dreams are impossible' "Nothing is impossible. If you have strong enough belief then the impossible becomes possible. To say something is not is just not right. There will come a time when what you want will come and you just have to believe that it will." Then Malkira went on about not wanting to be this rock thing anymore. "I can help you malkira. I know about curses and there effects." That said he was sure Malkira did not want it. "Malkira the Oracle told you could be human once more. That the curse on you would be gone. That not how curses work. Once a curse is broken you are put back into the sate that you were in before the curse was put on you. So in this case if the curse that was put on you made you to this then you would be what you were before which was dead. The oracle said that you would be human again, it said nothing about you being alive for it. That said if it is a curse then the two can not be the same. You can not have a curse and be alive if the oracle was right. Which would mean that the oracle was wrong, but that is not possible." He then thought some more. "The way you describe how you came to be it does not sound like a curse at all. It sounds more that it was magic and nothing more. A curse is typically put on a person that is alive and goes away if they die. Your body died, but the people moved your soul to this. Curses are on a person, I do not think that they are on there soul. A curse while normally put on a person can be put on a object. Ah, but you do not want my help." That was when Malkira asked him What he was. "I am a person without a path. A person who is lost, but can not be found. Malkira the curse is not you, you are the curse. If you truly believe that a curse is on you, then you have to break it. You can make it what you want to be. A curse is on everyone Malkira. It can be from your past. Everyone has one, but it is your choice to make or break it. In the end it is up to you."

 

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Malkira stared at Ander disdainfully, though his face was static his eyes showed disgust and wondrement. Who was this guy? Did he not understand anything Malkira had been saying? Did he not understand he was supposed to be intimidated? He was just going on and on, and on, acting like he knew what was best for everyone. "it does not sound like a curse at all. It sounds more that it was magic and nothing more" "NO SHIT SHERLOCK" Malkira exclaimed, this guy took five minutes just to get to the point, and when he did get to that point, it was something pointless "I don't want to hear it, you know what, this conversation is pointless, you clearly don't understand what intimidation is, are you even human? You don't seem like it" Malkira's voice was dripping with disgust. He looked Ander up and down with a disdainful look "You sound like a machine, a machine that's been programmed how to talk, but not how to talk. Shut up. Just stop talking, nobody wants to hear it. When was the last time someone actually enjoyed talking to you?" Malkira backed away and shook his head "I know people who are like you, they love to talk but nobody wants to listen, because all they do is tell people how to live their lives. You don't seem to have it in your head that I don't want your help" Malkira leaned down so his head was level with Ander's "I don't want to listen to you any more, I never wanted to in the first place. GO AWAY"

 

Jack's pov:

He signed as Gauis walked away. He saw Alissa was finally free, her yelling for zephyr to win. He walked over to her. "Can we talk?" He asked her.