#and I haven't watched nor read ft in so long (i have no plans to re do jt fhnfnrnr) so their voices might be a bit off

[lentenken]

Remember: There's No One Here

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"Cancer," the words are spoken softly, too quiet in comparison to the raging rows of plants doing their best to drive themselves into her skull, "take care of the trash for me."

A tall man, with glasses that glint in the light, moves forward and snips through the vines immediately on instinct- no words are said, no form of acknowledgment given beyond the orders being obeyed. The woman he's making his way towards is starting to panic now, a poor girl who'd made the mistake of sending a burst of water hemlock towards Cancer's master with pretty enough hair and tiny spikes adorning the locks that make Lucy itch with curiosity.

One, two, three, Cancer steps through each bit of foliage thrown at him with grace and precision. Despite this, his teeth are gritted and there was plenty of panic to be found in his eyes as he wondered why he was fighting in the first place, why he was out here, why, why, why are there only the two of us here?

Cancer isn't Leo, he can't come out as he pleases with how his magic is. He can't pierce through the barrier separating spirit and human like Leo, can only" gently part the gates with the help of whoever held his key, but there is no one here except for the mage whose attacks have grown in desperation.

There is no twinkling laugh, no smattering of yellow to fill his vision, and there was no warmth to be found in any eyes that watched. Master, princess, Lucy where are you?

Two, four, six, his form is perfect and he's simply a few steps away from his scissors finding themselves lodged in the poor girls neck, there's sweat gripping at his brow and a sudden panic churning inside him as he wonders what's going on, as the air behind him starts to shift, and the sudden pressure at his back making him want to cry in grief run away.

"Be gentle, now. I don't need her body ruined," her voice never once raises, despite the twist and turns she makes to dodge the projectiles turning to ash from her dearest friend's servant's attacks.

All of a sudden, Cancer's movements slow, no longer the fervent cadence from before, the two-four-six becoming the one-two-three it had started with. That, alone, made the girl- for she was nothing but that to his master -slow and start to speak before Cancer appeared behind her and smacked his bare knuckles against her neck. The next moment, the girl was unconscious and Cancer gone in a speck of stars before he could even begin to ponder the wrongness he was feeling.

Lucy flicked at the stardust and kneeled over the body in curiosity, running her fingers through the girls hair. There's a sudden sting on one of her fingers, and she can't help the way her eyes start to sparkle shine in a sort of childish curiosity sadistic glee at the ideas starting to form in her mind.

"Ah, I wonder if I could have these grow elsewhere...? Having them by your arms would be rather useful, especially since poor you had so little options for close ranged attacks..."

"I can't help but wonder why the rest of your body doesn't follow the same formula as the hair on your head, however..."

Fingers trace the paling cheek of the corpse and stop at the chin. With enough pressure, the mouth opens to show surprisingly sharp teeth and an oddly textured tongue. "Oh...? Did your magic change your body to suit its needs or were you perhaps born this way...?"

In the far distant world bathed in purples, Cancer frowns. Was he doing something?

"Man," their guild master cried, "I didn't know paperwork would be so boring!" Tears were pouring down his eyes as he kept a shaky grip on the pen in his hand. On the desk he sat at, piles and piles of paper were strewn across the flat surface. One for building expansion, another for the supply of food, and plenty of complaints for too much force used in missions. A blue cat nibbled on fish by his side as he cried.

"Why didn't anyone tell meeeeee!!!" He continued crying out, but paused as something in his words seemed to cause a spark in his mind. "Uhh, wait, someone did tell me! Haha, yeah it was-"

"Uhm..."

"How could you be so forgetful, Natsu!" Happy mumbled through his chewing.

"Hold on, I know who it was!! Reese, no- Lacke! Wait, no, Lockheart!? Er, I don't know any of these people... I'm sure someone told me though, haha!"

The members of the slowly growing guild glance at the burst of laughter coming out of their master's office but go back to focusing on themselves after a few moments. It was never a good idea when Natsu laughed like that.

Huzzah, @nalunalu, enjoy my uncoordinated pile of words!