"Are you eager to begin a mission?" Mirajane, the Guild's lovely waitress and current bartender, asked the pink haired woman seated at the bar. "The board has been overwhelmed with requests lately. I'm sure you'll find something suitable there." Leaving to tend the other guests, Mirajane left the woman alone to her thoughts. With Natsu, Lucy, Gray and Ezra currently already deployed on assignments, the Guild's members were struggling to keep up with the quests. The world seemed to be falling apart into a mass of chaos in the absence of hose four.
Finishing off the last of her Whiskey with a contented sigh, sparkling eyes of periwinkle-blue lifted towards the board's direction. A gathering of Wizards already present and obstructing her view from the bar. "You really should hurry up before the good ones are all gone," Mirajane sang teasingly, back turned with a glass in each hand. The younger Wizard smirked, dropping a few coins onto the table and left without a word. She walked towards the board with an echo of her heavy boots colliding with the floor at every step. Black combat boots, steel toed and up to her knees are rather loud against the Guild floor. She finally came close enough to read the notices, searching for something that she'd enjoy and would make a decent profit from.
"Oi," someone tapped her bare shoulder, forcing her eyes away. "Aren't you the new girl?"
She nodded. Indeed, she is. Shuffling herself further from the man's side and returning her attention to the board, she failed to notice his hand once again dropping onto her shoulder. This time it lingered longer than she felt comfortable with. The man's expression suddenly changed. Shifting from amusement to absolute horror, complete with an ajar mouth and widened eyes. Immediately following this transformation he removed himself, leaving the woman's side and his hand carried off as well.
The woman's eyes were hidden behind thick lashes, but the slightest hue of gold could be seen from the right view. Selecting her notice from the board with a gloved hand, she walked off towards the bar once again and sat down. Mirajane smiled, happy to see the woman in black had returned. The woman in black, otherwise known as Masako Nao. The nickname? Well, quite obvious really. She doesn't wear anything aside from black. Her combat boots, lower thigh length shorts, casual t-shirt with sleeves so long they simulate a robe and the only color to be found was her eyes or hair.
"What did you get?"
Masako smiled, showing the paper to Mirajane and ordered herself another Whiskey. "Recover a stolen Magic Book."