Phoenix

The New Job

Emi, Sting and Lector approached the entrance to Margaret Town. Emi took in the sights of the way that the town was constructed by the rivers.

"So what's the job again?"

"We're to help decipher a couple pages of a journal a wizard found."

"But why are we here? They have a guild."

Emi rolled her eyes before revealing that the guild was the source of the request. She explained that the guild master needed someone with knowledge of the different runes and signs that were present in the journal.

"I get why you're here now, but why are Lector and I here? We got up early for this and we can't even help."

"You said you wanted to come on the next job with me, so I figured we could do this one together. Besides," Emi smiled brightly as she looked at the dragon slayer, "the town is beautiful, don't you think? I thought it would be a great day to do this job."

Sting couldn't help but copy Emi's smile. He took her hand and led her to what he thought was the direction of the guild. Emi looked confused before pointing in the opposite direction, saying that she thought that the guild was that way. They both stopped walking and looked around.

"Split up?" Sting suggested.

"Why don't we just ask for directions?" Emi laughed.

Sting muttered something under his breath before nodding.

"Why do guys hate asking for directions so much? It's just a question."

Sting went to say something back, but Emi had begun to walk away from him and make her way over to the nearest person. She tapped the woman's shoulder to gain her attention before asking which way the guild was. The woman pointed to the direction that Emi was heading originally, which earned Sting a smug look from the white haired wizard. Sting rolled his eyes before grabbing her hand and tugging her in the guild's direction. Emi turned around and quickly thanked the woman, earning her a small wave in return. The three of them stood in front of the large guildhall before Emi took a deep breath.

"You okay, Em?"

"We're going to meet a Wizard Saint. This is so nerve wracking."

"What are you so nervous about? You're an S-class wizard!"

"A Wizard Saint is so much more powerful than S-class. I'm sure he could easily defeat me."

"Well good thing you aren't fighting him. You have nothing to worry about."

"Hey," Gray observed, "this is where Lamia Scale is."

Makarov nodded before continuing, "That means that she will be facing Jura."

"I want to see Emi fight a Wizard Saint!" Natsu yelled.

"Were you not listening at all?" Lucy asked. "The job is not fighting. It's translating."

Emi took in another deep breath before slowly opening the door. They made their way over to who they assumed to be the guild master. The older woman looked up from her place at the bar and raised an eyebrow.

"Excuse me," Emi quietly spoke, "are you Ooba Babasaama, master of Lamia Scale?"

"What's it to you, young ones? Get out of here before I spin you!"

The three Phoenix Wing members looked at each other in confusion.

"...Spin us?"

Emi stood in front of Lector and Sting before speaking, "Master Babasaama, we are here to fulfill a request that you sent to our guild. The one for the journal translation."