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[color=#008b45][H2]ASAHI GOROSHI[/H2][/color][/center] 

[color=#008b45]”Yuuno! Wait, please, I just want to talk!”[/color] But alas, Yuuno left him behind. The fear on her face… Asahi has seen it many times before, typically on the people he attacks. Kids the Sweepers mark for him to eliminate. Normally a look he relished, but on Yuuno it was a horrible thing. He wondered if she was still shocked at what he did at the pizza parlor. He thought nothing of it at the time; it was just part of his life, the fighting, the violence, the bloodshed. It was something he liked and did a lot of. Asahi wondered if this made him… Too strange for someone like Yuuno. Surely not, after all, Deep Ground practically cultivates that sort of aggressive behavior. But Asahi’s own feelings about it and his feelings for Yuuno mired all of this.

An alarm rang in Asahi’s mind and he noticed that Train was even closer now. In fact he turned around and noticed him just entering the hall. [color=#008b45]”Train! Naughty boy, I’ve been looking all over for you!”[/color] Asahi went to go retrieve his cat, but his mind couldn’t stop thinking of Yuuno. He needed to find her, talking to her, explain himself. But he couldn’t do it in person; she fears him here. No, Asahi knew the only way he could talk to her was if she thought she was on equal, or at least fair, grounds with him. That means Asahi needed to find Yuuno in Deep Ground.

Speaking of Deep Ground, Asahi looked at the message in his inbox and noticed it was from that Regelia kid again. But worse, it was about Eclipse Princess. The message was short and sweet; she was killing her soldiers at the gate of the Black City. This caused Asahi to punch a nearby pillar, cracking it. [color=#008b45]”That damn bitch doesn’t know when to quit!”[/color] Asahi’s emotions were getting the better of him as he felt a mixture of frustration and worry. Worry about Yuuno, worry about the Sweepers who follow him, frustration at his own life style, and frustration at Eris’s vendette. Asahi took Train and looked for someone safe to log into Deep Ground, such as one of the private booths in the Purple Crown lounge. He rented it for the next hour, and expected to be finished by then.

[h1][b][center]Welcome, Arms Slave![/center][/b][/h1]

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[color=#008b45][H2]ARMS SLAVE[/H2][/color][/center] 

Arms Slave landed in the middle of the Guild Hall in the Black City. The rest of his troops, mostly a bunch of low level sweepers (Though nearly all of them had just leveled up recently) who were looking around confused. He quickly got the jist of the information from them: Eclipse Princess, otherwise known as Eris, had been camping at the front of the gate killing off pretty much everyone who came by. She says that she was only attacking Sweepers, but without any means of identification aside from word-of-mouth, anyone and no one who walked through those gates could be a Sweeper. A few had already died trying to get past her, and the rest didn’t want to head out for fear of death. Arms Slave could understand their concern; he wasn’t the type to think that numbers alone could have defeated Eris. Most of these players were still new to the game and didn’t have PvP down yet.

[color=#008b45]”Don’t worry I’ll handle this. Continue the construction as planned. Worse case scenario we’ll have to push our plans back a day or two. Come and watch if you want but don’t engage her.”[/color]

Arms Slave ran out of the guildhall and walked right towards one of the [url=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3mIGTLW1pY/VUZQMNwRyfI/AAAAAAACACc/xkadib5JQCk/s1600/mad_max_fury_road_moto_frd-27833.jpg]battle bikes[/url]. Fast and sturdy motorcycles, voided of any weapons beyond the normally aesthetic spikes, used mostly to transportation and scouting. Arms Slave intended to use it for the former. Mounting a bike Arms Slave drove towards the entrance where Eris was at, and on the way he sent a message out to Phantom Regality (He couldn’t send one to Eris herself because he had put her on his block list).

[quote][color=#008b45]To:[/color]Phantom Regality
[color=#008b45]From:[/color] Arms Slave
[color=#008b45]Subject:[/color] On my way
Don’t get yourself killed. Her beef is with me.
[/quote]

[@Mega Birb]

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[color=#cd2626][H2]RETSU GOROSHI[/H2][/color][/center] 

Retsu was getting updates like mad. Eris continued her warpath, and worse still, Asahi had just logged in. [color=#cd2626]”Oh this is going to end [i]so[/i] well.”[/color] She sighed. Asahi she could deal with as an Eraser. Eris… Retsu could deal with her too, technically, but perhaps it’d be best for Moon Rider to get involved instead. Retsu shouldn’t get involved until things really get out of hand. After getting her belongings Retsu was going to go meet up with Yoshino near the school gates, though instead she ended up finding Yoshino in the halls. Retsu was about to call out to her when she noticed that Yoshino was staring intently at someone. Quietly she approached and saw that Yoshino was staring off at none other than Chiyo Kuroke. Retsu supposed she shouldn’t be surprised that Yoshino’s estranged sibling came by to cause trouble, though Retsu was perplexed by the masked stranger next to her. Retsu had only heard slight rumors of Chiyo’s personal protector, but it seemed that those rumors had some merits.

[color=#cd2626]”Hello Tsugumi-san, and you too Kuroke-san. And of course you as well, Kamen-san.”[/color] Retsu said with a hint of sarcasm. Face-concealing headwear that was not part of a costume ensemble were probably not allowed at purple crown (It’s certainly not part of a uniform), but Retsu could imagine that Chiyo’s clout as the White King, member of the student Council, and other titles allowed her privileges. Retsu smiled politely and had an almost girlish stance, a facade to hide her true self. She bowed her head towards Yoshino before speaking again. [color=#cd2626]”I’ve come to pick you up, Tsugumi-san. Would you like to go now, or…?”[/color]


[@TheWindel]