Argent Sphinx: A Fairy Tail RP!

Mirin: *walks up to Momoh sipping a coffee mug* Find anything, partner?

Momoh: Ooh, there's this one about breaking the enchantment on this scepter. I dunno how to do that but it sounds peaceful enough.

Mirin: Break an enchantment on a scepter? Sounds complicated though. Would any of us know how to break one?

Momoh: If all else fails we could just break the thing. *shrugs* I dunno, let's get Ivan and Zarina and gooooo!

Mirin: So then we're taking that job? *shrugs* Fine by me.

(Later, when they arrive in the far-off city of Erenvale, situated in a mountainous region with a jungle on one side, and a steep cliff covered in waterfalls on the other. The area is covered in dense rainfall. Also, the architecture of the place is based on traditional japanese style.)
Momoh: Ugh...it's so hot and muggy here! I shouldn't have taken this job...

Mirin: *in her mecha, fanning herself with a paper fan* You and me both, girl.

Momoh: Hey, you sure that thing's waterproof?

Mirin: Yeah, this thing's all-terrain. Can even wade through waist deep raging waters just fine.

Momoh: Well anyway, the job is up here. *points up to a museum*
(Inside, they meet the curator, a short old man with a curly beard and swirly glasses)
Momoh: Yo old man, we're here about that scepter! *wrings the water from her hair*
curator: Ah, yes! The cursed scepter! *hands Momoh an intricately designed, regal scepter*
Momoh: Woah, this thing is pulsing with magical power!
curator: You see it was given to our Magistrate by a wizard we thought we trusted, but it was cursed! It's bringing down this horrible rainfall, and soon enough our entire village will be washed away off the mountain!

Mirin: So this one little doohickey is causing all that wetness? Well I'll be.

Momoh: So what'd this wizard look like? Where can we find him?
curator: He had spiky, black hair, and wore a long red cloak. He never said much, but he just seemed trustworthy.

Mirin: My father always said to never trust a guy in a cloak. Tsk tsk.

Momoh: It's Reven. Has to be.
curator: Oh! You know this wizard?
Momoh: Unfortunately, yes.

Mirin: .....Oh! Yeah, that has to be that jerkbag!

Momoh: C'mon, Mirin. We're going to Manticore Blood guild.

Mirin: We are? But I don't wanna stir up trouble.

Momoh: We gotta, for the job! Don't worry, I have a plan. They'll never let me in the guild, not with our history. So I say you should requip some fancy-looking armor, and infiltrate their guild to get the location of Reven!

Mirin: Wouldn't someone know it was me at some point?

Momoh: Nah, it's cool. We'll just have to disguise you!

Mirin: *sighs* Okaaaay..... I'll do it.

Momoh: Great! *walks Mirin out of the museum* I'm thinking something like Black Wing armor. Then they'll think your a huge badass!

Mirin: Alright, I guess I could put that on.

(Later, in the city of Norvigard where the guild hall of Manticore Blood is located, Momoh is standing outside the building waiting for Mirin)
Momoh: Hey Mirin, you finished changing yet?

Mirin: *walks outside in the armor* Does this look okay on me?