MEETING ERZA
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  Heading out of the steel contraption, the blonde peers into the intricately decorated comfort room, still searching intently for the certain scarlet-haired woman. Gradually glancing to the left of the lowly populated room, she saw her.

  She was seated in one of the light, wooden chairs, her vibrant hair cascading down her back in a fairly intermidable plait. She was dressed in a skin-tight peplum dress, with a yellow and black accented belt. The part of the dress that supported her bosom was covered with black, which tucked into the inside of the dress, and all the way around to the back. An ivory hat was placed atop of her head, an ebony laced perimited it, around it, and a carefully designed symbol was placed along the side, and stretched above the hat itself.

  "Miss Scarlet?" Lucy inquires as she boldly waltzing over to her.

  "Yes?" The female responds in a pursed tone, taking a glimpse upward from her cellular device.

  The newest model of the FairyPhone..seems about right for people if her status. Lucy's inner conscience scoffs at the innocent woman, who was look up at her with slightly questioning eyes. She, then, studied the blonde's frame, a gleam of delight in her delicate brown eyes.

  "Please, Erza will do." She waved her hand dismissively and titters under her breath. "You must be Lucy Heartfilia, my nuisance of a brother's new secretary, correct?" Erza asked, clasping her smooth hands together.

  "I-I believe so." Lucy nodded vigorously, eagerly shoving the letter into her hand. The letter slightly crumples at the pressure and Lucy's hand begins to tremble violently. "H-He wanted me to give this..to you." Her face grew flustered as she conjoined her hands together behind her back, still shaking. "Okay, thank you, Miss Lucy." Erza bows, gently placing it into her black leather, Louis Vuitton handbag.

  A trust fund kid would have that much money. Lucy's conscience rolls her eyes, much to the outer Lucy's dismay.

  "Well, I have a meeting scheduled for three minutes from now, so, perhaps I will be able to have a real conversation with you soon?" Erza asks, tilting her head to the side with a soft smile on her lips.

  "Of course. It was wonderful meeting you." Lucy bows in respect, and Erza, in return.

  "To you, the same." Erza concludes formally, waving her hand and hastily leaving the building, her heels clacking as she ran. Lucy nods and headed back to Mr.Dragneel's office. No wonder he's such a prick.

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