>That actually is a hilarious mental image, little Honey dragging a sword through the streets behind her. Might even be a better sight than CIrno's driving, albeit much less dangerous.
>Wait for Honey to turn up.
>About the only person you think she could manage to hurt with that thing would be herself. The sword's longer than she is!
>You wait around for signs of Honey. Eventually a tiny speeding form comes into sight through the thin fog. Unfortunately, she's angled wrong and poised to miss the guild entirely.
>"Well, I'll be..." Marisa says, then flicks her hand into the air. A brightly colored spark of magic shoots up into the sky above her and flares briefly like a beacon.
>"Over here!" she yells, cupping her hands to her mouth. Sure enough, the fairy swerves towards the two of you. The demonstration briefly draws a few gawkers from the square, but they go back to their business soon enough after glancing in Marisa's direction. Her reputation rather precedes her...
>A few moments later, Honey swoops in for a landing, wings beating furiously.
>"I- I- made it..." she cries weakly, red-faced and panting, then collapses in a heap on the cobblestone.
