[color=turquoise][h2][center]Aaron Fletcher[/center][/h2][/color]
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	Aaron shook his head at the allegations of a worm in the game.  Based on what he had been told no less than five minutes ago, this girl had been in a coma for the last week or so.  [color=turquoise]"Guys, I have a hard time believe someone bugged the entire game to make it perma-death.  I was killed around thirty hours ago, and I'm quite alive."[/color]  He then sighed as Alex started handing out his number and Eris logged into DGO.  [color=turquoise]"Whatever..."[/color]  He sat himself down in a vacant chair and joined the blonde in logging in the old-fashioned way...[hr][center][color=turquoise][h1]3...[/h1][/color][/center]
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[center][color=turquoise][h1]Welcome, Nyx.  Take caution, you last logged out in an unstable area.[/h1][/color][/center]
	Nyx hit the floor of the Red City sanctuary.  Hard.  His health bar was reduced all the way down to 3% of his total health from the fall damage, and quickly recovered due to his location.  That doesn't change the fact that it hurt like hell rushed up to meet him.  The problem was, the others were likely going to spawn in their own Guild halls or sanctuaries, and he was the only Harley out of the four of them.  He quickly sent out a message to the others, writing only in the subject line to appease their collective paranoia.  All in all, they needed a place to meet.