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[color=00746b][b]NOLAN[/b][/color] and[b][color=662d91] DALTON[/color][/b]

Nolan had long since been up before many people of the guild, but he had stayed locked up in his room. The window was wide open, letting the late autumn chill creep on his bare torso. He leaned on the edge of the window, smoking pipe in hand, smoking the morning away as he watched the morning life of the city slowly become active. These past few days had just been extremely hectic for him; finding out his siblings were alive after all, the fiasco with Arial being kidnapped along with her Charm Magic controlling his emotions, a way too close encounter with Saya, and nearly dying in the games. Perhaps he could use this as a time to rest. 

Snoring obnoxiously loud was Dalton, passed out due to a drunken comatose. It was actually rather pathetic considering that Dalton had gotten drunk off of half a bottle beer. Maybe his small stature was to blame for him being such a lightweight. Nolan poked the Exceed, but the only reaction he got from Dalton was just incessantly loud snoring. No sense in dragging him around when he was just going to be out cold. 

Someone was knocking on his door though who would want to bother him right now? Nolan sighed a puff of smoke and turned to the door. He wasn't going to bother putting a shirt on. Whoever it was, he was going to tell them to bugger off and let him rest. He opened the door and removed his pipe from his lips. [color=00746b]"Look, I-"
[/color] He stopped mid-sentence and his face flushed when he realized that it was Ariel...and that he wasn't wearing a shirt in front of her. 

[color=00aeef][b]FERRIS[/b][/color]
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Ferris' alarm clock had rung loudly and then turned off by a previously sleeping Ferris. He groaned something intelligible about not wanting to get up and buried his face into a pillow. It was his damn day off and he sure wasn't going to be getting out of bed that damn early. He was just going to enjoy the warmth of his bed and perhaps just laze around and play video games all day. Oh dear god, he prayed that Jessie would never find out that he was a closet nerd. She would never let him live it down. 

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[color=ed1c24][b]ENMA [/b][/color]

Enma glared at Harper, wanting to grind that mouth of her's into dust. She was letting her prejudice for Phoenix Wing get the better of her, even insulting those that the oni calls a friend. He knew the efforts that Nolan had made in order to become stronger, even putting his own life on the line. However what pissed him off the most was the belittling and insulting of Nolan, even when he promised that he would hold no grudges against Frenzy Plant. [color=ed1c24]"Nolan's my friend and I'd appreciate if you cut the shit talk. You know just as well as I do that wasn't how it went down. Nolan got rid of that sword to have a fair fight and you know damn well that he nearly killed them. They survived because they were strong, but when you insult Nolan's strength then you have insulted Xyster and Zander's strength. That only cheapens their victory when it was a hard fought battle.[/color] 

Perhaps an argument started, or perhaps not. They had arrived at a canyon where they would spend the night before heading off to Belka. Just what the hell is going to happen between Phoenix Wing and Frenzy Plant? 

The next day they had arrived at the gates of Belka and...everything seemed in order. The people who greeted the guild were all healthy and okay, save for the tall nobleman's taste of clothes. He didn't trust them; as simple as that. He didn't trust that nobleman's white smile, he didn't trust his words, and he certainly didn't trust his taste in clothes. Something felt off about this city and it made him feel ever more tense. It also didn't help that there was a tension in the air just by having Damian in their troop. No one was happy about it and personally, he could see why Nolan wasn't too fond of him. He seemed to try and act as the leader, even when he was the guest of the guild. Enma couldn't help, but think that having him along may be more detrimental to guild relations than just leaving it as before.