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

Asahi chased Train all the way to the mall. There were way too may close calls for his liking, from running across busy traffic to a run in with a couple of guys that doesn't like Asahi. He had to stop multiple times to catch his breath and fend off any pursuers, wasting no time actually trying to fight them. Eventually he lost them after dashing past a train, but he wasn't certain if they gave up the chase. The sooner he grabbed Train the better. But once he actually got to the mall, Asahi couldn't track down Train. At least before the cat was running along open areas that were dangerous; now with so many people in his way Asahi had no way to get a visual on his cat. [color=00a651]"I swear this cat is trying to kill me!"[/color]

Asahi had to rely on the radar tracker on Train's collar, but that was about as helpful as playing Marco Polo; Asahi would only know when Train was close or when he was gone. And very often Asahi lost track of Train only to find him by the radar. Asahi knew he looked pretty strange just darting around the mall looking for someone, so he tried to play it cool. He simply started walking around while trying to keep track of Train on the radar, eventually finding himself outside of the mall once more and near a really huge apartment complex. Train was sitting near the entrance to the lobby, unable to enter the automatic door due to his small size and light weight. 

[color=00a651]"Train! Seriously, what are you doing?"[/color]

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

While Yoshino got dressed up in a fancy outfit, Retsu was decidedly more [url=http://i.imgur.com/O6eBy2R.jpg]casual[/url]. After all, she was going out to party, not for an important meeting. While finding Broker of Fortune was relatively important, Retsu considered that more of a personal matter than business. The stress of the job was making Retsu more and more annoyed by the minor spats that happened in Deep Ground, and because her brother was a sore subject for her, Retsu had to admit she may have blown his and Eris's feud out of proportions. Still, there was other things she could have Broker of Fortune do, important things that actually involve Deep Ground. Popping a mint into her mouth and taking inventory over her heads-up display, Retsu turned towards Yoshino. [color=#cd2626]"You look cute. Let's go, there's a car waiting for us in sub level."[/color]

Once Yoshino was ready and willing to go, Retsu headed to the sublevel. There was a parking lot just outside the apartment, but the sub level were reserved for those who have paid for parking. Which is to say, any of the girls of the Goroshi family. While most didn't even own a car, it was mainly filled with vehicles by the men and fathers of the girls, and served as the main area where the Goroshi's footmen parked their vehicles. With a tighter security and surveillance than the topside parking lot, this would be where the girls would go to once they finally managed to get their hands on a buss to ferry them to Purple Crown. For the purpose of Retsu and Yoshino's night out, this was where they'd meet their driver. He was an old but clean looking man. He wore a grey suit with a white shirt underneath and opaque sunglasses. He also wore black gloves, which hide the fact that both his hands were missing and replaced with cybernetic prosthesis. A work-related injury. The man directed Yoshino and Retsu to a white gossamer Mitsubishi Pajero.

The drive to The Network was short and uneventful. During the short ride, she had received Broker's message. Retsu wondered why she always tried to isolate Retsu into a room whenever they wanted to meet; Retsu wasn't the type to reveal herself so easily, and having a private room, while convenient, just makes it too easy to trap her. Besides that, Retsu didn't come to the Network just to sit in a quiet room away from all the action. Shooting Broker of Fortune a message, Retsu switched her HUD to display messages near the corner of her vision so she could monitor her e-mails while out and about.

[quote]
[color=#cd2626]To:[/color] Broker of Fortune
[color=#cd2626]From:[/color] Dark Wraith
[color=#cd2626]Subject:[/color] Re: Business
Trying to meet me face-to-face again? You know how I am. I'll find you in Deep Ground.
[/quote]

Eventually they arrived to [i]The Network[/i], where the driver dropped them off at the curbside. Retsu told the him that she'll call him when they need to be picked up, and he said that he'll stay nearby. Once he left Retsu led Yoshino to the club where a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cE1Gx-cylYE]new song[/url] started to play. As the two girls walked up to the front entrance Retsu flashed a card she had underneath her hat. [color=#cd2626]"She's with me."[/color] The bouncer nodded his head and let Retsu and Yoshino enter the club, where they were immediately assaulted with lights and colors. Retsu turned to Yoshino and smiled. [color=#cd2626]"Let's dance."[/color]

[@TheWindel][@Lonewolf685]

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[center][b][H2]OTHERS[/H2][/b][/center] 

As Abyss Walker went to check her e-mails, one in particular stood out. It wasn't unique in the sense that she never had one similar to it before; the only reason this one stood out was because of who sent it. Namely, a complete stranger who Abyss Walker never had an e-mail from before. It was fairly new, barely ten minutes old by the time Abyss Walker reads it.

[quote][b]To:[/b] Abyss Walker
[b]From: [/b] Weiss Reise
[b]Subject:[/b] Job
I have a job offer for you. All you need to know is that I want you to kill some Ebony Strykers while they're in their city, as well as destroy a few of their things. I need it done today. We can negotiate payment in person. Meet me at the Ivory Guild Mech Hangar. 
[/quote]

[@VarionusNW]

At the same time, Thomas had a few guest come to his table after Emma left. Five boys dressed in baggy clothing, a few wearing hoods and a couple with medical masks. [url=http://i.imgur.com/Yh5fo32.jpg]One[/url] wasn't wearing baggy clothes and had a dog on a leash, and this was the one who spoke to Thomas first. He leaned towards Thomas, and if he looked down his shirt, he could faintly see what appeared to be a handgun tucked into an armpit holster. [b]"I hear you're part of the newspaper club. Tommy or something, right? Got a little info for you. Why don't we go somewhere less crowded?"[/b]

[@Lord of Evil]

Meanwhile in Deep Ground, Demonic Hellflame would come across a scene where a [url=http://i.imgur.com/XEz9Xfu.jpg]lone level 4 rogue[/url] was trying to fend herself off against four level 3 Outlaws. These Outlaws seemed to actually be part of the Ebony Strykers, while the girl was affiliated to the Fanged Rangers. She saw Hellflame flying above her, she tried to call out for him for help. [b]"Please help! These bastards have been harassing me since I left the city!"[/b] The rogue took out a piece of paper, trying to use it but was too busy dodging gunshots and blades. She hasn't been hit yet, and she knew that if she did it'd be all over for her.

[@Scarifar]