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She relaxed half a fraction. It wasn't anything to do with angels or the demons as far as she knew. "When do we leave?"

"We can leave after class if you'd like." Marth handed her the bounty and the map.

She read who it was they were after. "I'll pack quickly."

(I'll be back in about 30-45 minutes )

('Kay.)

(I can use on of my OCs to make a scene with your characters if you'd like. ^-^ )

(Hey, fam. It's amazing my friends and I haven't gotten in trouble at lunch yet, lmao.)

"I'll await for you near the entrance of the school." Marth smiled, heading out.

(Why?)
((Mini time skip? o V o ))

(We were making jokes about Nazis, Trump's border wall, among many other things that we probably shouldn't joke about.)
(Aye.)

(Nah. That sounds like me and my friends. )

Wisteria got what she needed into a single bag and a small rectangle that was a blue pouch with red stitching on it. Of course, her school bag hung over one of her shoulders as she made her way outside the front of the school.

(We ended up saying 'Heil Hitler' a few times, it was beautiful.)

Marth was leaning against one of the columns, Metallica's 'Hardwired could be heard playing from his pack, using the music so he wouldn't doze off as he was awaiting for her arrival.

Upon arriving, the angel tapped her foot almost impatiently. Touching him to gain his attention wasn't even considered as she hated when others tapped her. Personal space was a must, so she just stood and waited for Marth to notice her presence.

( Reminds me of the Auschwitz song we sometimes sing.)

(We would get along real well, I think, lmao.)

Shaking his head, Marth had said a few of the song's lyrics rather than actually greeting her. He smiled at the angel, "Ready to start heading out?"

She nodded, making sure her signature ponytail was tight. "When you are."

"Alright. Mt. Royai is roughly a half day journey. I don't think we've got too much to worry about when we get there." Marth started to head out north.

Wisteria followed behind him, her free hand never straying far from her dagger strapped to her thigh. The Academy taught her to always be on guard. A demon can appear out of shadows, so one might pop up at any time.

"The pay for this mission's pretty nice, a good 50,000 gold reward. We'll split 50/50, that'll still leave me plenty of gold to throw into my travel funds..." Marth smiled, keeping his hand near the hilt of his sword.

The angel half-listened to Marth as she went. Being paid for completing missions and assignments was commonplace at the Academy.

(Who was the person they're after? Like, their name and all.)

(The guy's name is Corrin, the owner of an illegal slaving organization.)

"Maybe this mission will finally give me enough for what little I need left..." Marth mumbled to himself, looking through some of his notes.