In Fairy Tail with Warframe Take-Over Magic

Cathal hopped off the train as soon as it reached the station near Morgate Town. Since he still had a about half a mile to reach the town itself, he put on his backpack and started walking. While turning into Volt would have made the trip substantially shorter, he enjoyed the short walk while looking at the desert around him.

(A/N: half a mile is close to a kilometre. While I use the metric system myself, I will adapt the US customary system for the readers sake)

Back in Earth he hadn't had the chance to travel much, so he hadn't seen much of the world besides the areas neighbouring his old place. Thus, he took the chance to travel and enjoy the scenery while he could. 

Just a few minutes later he saw the entrance to Morgate Town, a small town built around an oasis. Morgate Town was built with wood, with a Wild West aesthetic. If Cathal had seen a cowboy riding a horse he wouldn't have been surprised, but he did not. In fact, everyone was dressed pretty regularly, with semi-contemporary clothes that had a fantasy twist, much like all the clothing in Earthland. 

Without looking around much, Cathal headed towards the only inn in town, a three-story pub-inn-store called 'Lone Rider'. Once inside, he headed towards the bar and spoke to the man sitting behind it. 

"Good afternoon, sir." Cathal greeted politely. "I was looking to stay for a couple days and wanted to know if you had any rooms available."

"Good aft'noon to you young'un!" The man said, his accent denoting he was from the countryside. "Me missus is in charge or the lodgin', lemme call 'er fer ye'." 

With his part said, the man stood up and left through a backdoor, coming back a moment later with who Cathal assumed was his wife. 

"Oh arentcha a cute little munchkin." The lady said with a warm smile. "We 'ave a few rooms available, how long were ye' lookin' to stay?"

"Just a couple days." Cathal said before thinking carefully about it. "I would like to pay for three nights upfront and if I stay over that I can always pay later, right?" 

"Yeah, we can do that." She answered before checking some papers. "That would be 5000J a night... but we'll do ye a discount since yer a mage and leave it at 12000J fer the three nights. Sound good?"

"That sounds lovely!" Cathal said before adopting a look full of curiosity. "But how did you know I am a mage ma'am?" 

"Oh deary, you 'ave the Guild mark on yer neck." She answered, chuckling at him when he blushed in embarrassment. "Now, my daughter will show ye to yer room. Tammy!" 

As soon as she called, a soft voice came from upstairs. "Going, Ma!" 

A few breaths later, a young girl, around Cathal's age, came from upstairs. She had hazel coloured hair tied in a high ponytail, slightly tanned skin; and bright, amber coloured eyes. Her European features reminded Cathal of young actresses and models back in Earth. She was truly a sight to behold. 

"Tammy deary, could ye show our guest here to 'is room?" The woman told her daughter. "It's number six." 

"Sure Ma!" Tammy said before looking at Cathal, her eyes sparkling and a blush creeping its way through her cheeks. "Now if you would follow me, um..." 

"Cathal Crowley." Cathal said, trying to act calm. "Mage from Fairy Tail, here on business." 

His words earned him a glace from the man attending the bar and a chuckle from his wife. Tammy, on the other hand, was even more impressed. After all, the boy in front of her did not look a day older than she was, but he was already a mage belonging to the strongest guild in all of Fiore. And he was already doing quests, at that. 

"Nice meeting ya, Cathal!" Tammy said, a bit too enthusiastic. "My name's Tamara Pomme, but everyone in town calls me Tammy! Now follow me, I'll show you to your room." 

Not thinking much about it, Cathal followed after Tammy, heading upstairs. Still a bit nervous by his crush-at-first-sight, he tried to sound smooth while making conversation. 

"So... does your family own the building?" He asked as casually as he could, his nerves calming down slowly as he pumped himself up in his thoughts. 'Come on Cathal, you died once, you can talk to a girl!' 

"Yup, whole business is theirs!" Tamara answered, a certain spring to her step catching Cathal's attention, his focus more on her than the conversation. "Been that way since before I was born, they tell me." 

"That's honestly quite amazing." He answered, absentmindedly. "I would love to run a business with my family." 

"It can be quite much, sometimes." Tamara said, scrunching up her nose and furrowing her brows. "I sometimes wish I had some space to myself, but Ma is always on my case." 

"Sounds... nice honestly." Cathal said, his tone shifting to something darker. "I... don't have parents to know how it feels though." 

And that wasn't a lie. Cathal's parents had died when he was just six in his previous life, and he had been raised by his uncle. While he did love them and consider them his own family, he knew he wasn't their son. 

"I... I'm sorry." Tamara said, looking at him in worry. "I-I didn't know." 

"Oh no, please, don't worry!" Cathal said, worried he had soured her mood. "It's ok, really! I'm not sad about it or anything." 

After that a pregnant silence settled between them, though it was fortunately interrupted by Tamara as they reached the door to room number six. Tamara opened the door, handing him the key to the room. 

"This is where you will be staying." She said, her cheery voice returning to her. "If you need anything, just give me a shout, I'll be here before you even get to finish saying my name!" 

"Thanks, Tamara!" Cathal said while grabbing the key, his fingers lightly brushing hers in the process. With a slight blush, Cathal entered the room. "Oh, before I forget, at what time do you usually serve dinner in the pub?" 

"It's usually at eight, so try not to be late!" Tamara answered, before smiling mischievously. Then she got a bit closer to him and apoke in a half whisper. "But if you ever are late, I'll save some for you." 

"I'd appreciate it very much, since I will probably be late." Cathal said, smiling warmly at Tamara. "Well, I'll get settled now. See you around, Tammy." 

"See you, Cathal" She answered, closing the door for him and leaning towards the opposite wall for support. "Good going, Tammy. You had to complain about your parents." 

Cathal, inside his room, had collapsed in his bed and was covering his eyes. 

"Ugh... way to ruin the mood in a conversation." He said in self-reproach. "You just had to bring up that you don't have parents, didn't you?" 

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Any takes on this chapter? Did you enjoy the interactions? Do you like how I wrote the accent? Is it understandable? I know it's really short, but I had some issues and lost all I had written previously, so I couldn't bring myself to do that again. Originally it was 2k long, but oh well.