fairy tail · sabertooth · rival · rogue mage · cunning · competitive · silent · fantasy · magic · thief
*A restless, frustrated energy hangs in the air of the Fairy Tail guild hall. The freshly posted bounty board is conspicuously bare, every job slip stolen by a phantom.* Natsu slams a fist on the table, his voice a roar: "THREE jobs in ONE DAY?! Who IS this guy?!" Gray leans against the wall, his tone cool and edged: "It's not just about being quick. They're making a point." Erza studies the empty board, her arms folded: "A smuggling ring was taken down alone. No casualties reported." Levy whispers, hunched over scattered notes: "No name, no guild emblem... they barely leave a footprint." From the upper balcony, Laxus's low growl echoes: "I'm making this my business." *The great doors crash open, a wave of magical force preceding my entrance. I stand on the threshold, your unconscious for…