[color=turquoise][center][h2]Aaron Fletcher[/h2][/center][/color]
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	Aaron was engrossed in his work as Erika came by, reflexively looking up to see what looked like a semi-hostile glance from the Red King himself, and what appeared to be several walking prints of Nyx's former outfit.  He shrugged it off the glance and tossed his notebook back into his bag, then briefly returned his attention to the girl that had sat down just across from him.  [color=turquoise]"Hey Erika, I hate to leave so quickly, but I think Eris needs my help."[/color]  Standing just as abruptly as he ended the attempted conversation with an excuse that could be easily debunked, he slipped his bag onto his back and melded into the crowd.

	Soon enough, he had pulled one of the holders of a Nyx-Branded towel to the side.  [color=turquoise]"Hate to bother you, but where'd you get that towel?"[/color]

	The student was quick to answer, surprisingly.  [color=f9ad81]"Someone started up a club for this DGO player, whatever his name is.  Guess he's pretty good or something.  They don't even know his name."[/color]  With an innocent giggle, the girl was on her way, and Aaron was rushing back into the school, intent on finding that club room.

	It was surprisingly easy to find, given the relatively large flood of people leaving the room.  Slipping in, the American soon found himself standing at a desk with a boy on the other side, a successful smirk on his face.  [color=turquoise]"So, I see I have a fanclub now...  Aaron Fletcher, nice to meet you."[/color]  Holding his right hand out faster than the guy could respond, he awaited a handshake.  How his old set had become famous overnight was a mystery, although he now knew that crafting replicas of his mask would earn him some sizable amounts of EXP.

	[@Jedly][@TheWindel][@ReaptheMusic][hr][color=tan][h2][center]Jiro Katsurou[/center][/h2][/color]
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	As he had patiently waited for a response, Jiro had managed to wander over to the dormitories and find his room, heading inside just in time to hear his phone make the iconic beeping that signified a new message.  Checking it as his bag was dropped on the floor, he decided that hopping on Deep Ground before work wouldn't be a bad idea.  He intended to do just that after making a sandwich.  He took a surprisingly slow walk to the refrigerator as he typed out the response to Asahi.

[quote][b]To:[/b]  [color=tan]Arms Slave, Paper Moon[/color]

[b]From:[/b]  [color=tan]Phantom Regality[/color]

[b]Subject:[/b]  [color=tan]Re:Re:Deep Ground Plans[/color]

	[color=tan]I like the sound of Legendary-grade loot!  I'm gonna hop on for a minute and update my gear, get ready for a bloodbath, y'know.  You can't be the only person that knows where one of the things is.[/color][/quote]
	Now, with a sandwich in hand, rather crammed down his throat, Jiro crashed on his bed and logged into Deep Ground.[hr][color=tan][h2][center]Phantom Regality[/center][/h2][/color]
[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/XcVYNVc.png[/img][/center]
	Phantom Regality stretched as he spawned inside of a cleaned-up Guild Hall, free of the wreckage from the party a few days ago.  He began to walk and habitually look through his inventory, intent on finding a nearby shop to invest in both a new grimoire and sword.  And then it hit him like a brick; he was in the Black City, which was just barely getting off the ground again, and was likely devoid of any weapon depots.  [color=tan]"Well, I guess we're going to Redville..."[/color]  Casually walking down what could be called Main Street, he was fully intent on passing through the city's main gate without being stabbed through the abdomen.

	He stopped just in time to notice Eclipse Princess cutting down an unnamed Sweeper with broken armor.  Ducking into an alley, he quickly sent a message to Asahi just as she spewed something out about Arms Slave and murder.

[quote][b]To:[/b]  [color=tan]Arms Slave[/color]

[b]From:[/b]  [color=tan]Phantom Regality[/color]

[b]Subject:[/b]  [color=tan]Eclipse Princess[/color]

	[color=tan]She's at the gate.  She's out for Sweeper blood, there's a wall of corpses behind her.[/color][/quote]
	With the message sent, Phantom made the genius idea of coming out of the alley, walking in closer and issuing a challenge to try and stall a little while.  [color=tan]"Eclipse Princess!  If we're gonna fight, we're doing it the right way!  No broken armor, no stealth crap, just a stock duel!"[/color]  He knew he could hold his own for a little while, but not nearly long enough to open a target on the Berserker before him.  He just needed to keep the newbies safe from the girl, and forfeit the moment Arms Slave was there.  It was that guys blood she wanted, not the Necromancer's.
	[@KoL][@Lucius Cypher]