[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/iqNYUzq.png[/img][/center][center][color=tan][h2]Jiro Katsuro[/h2][/color][/center]
	For the last two days, Jiro had been doing two things; cleaning up the Black City, and searching for a new job.  For the most part, the in-game location had cleaned itself and purged the bodies, so there hadn't been much of a mess to begin with, though there was a few derelict tanks that needed removal.  Beyond that, he had been sifting through the classified section of the school newspaper for what time he had, and he had found something quite hilarious.  The White Guild was starting up a maid-themed cafe, and he had considered dropping in an application for a long while, almost as a joke.  He hadn't actually done it, but since literally two people knew who he was in-game, there wouldn't really be a reason to reject the resume.  The blue-haired boy laughed to himself a little as he stepped out of the local hospital's elevator, taking in his surroundings for a moment before heading down the hall to Asahi's room.

	As he arrived, Jiro heard the larger fellow enter a coughing fit and saw a girl disappear into his room.  He decided to be a good Samaritan for the moment and grabbed a plastic cup from a nearby water cooler, then filled it with some chilled water.  With the small container filled, he entered the room and shot his superior a smirk.  [color=tan]"Asahi Goroshi,"[/color]  He paused for a moment and examined the boy, making note of the heavy bandaging around his torso.  [color=tan]"You've seen better days, huh?"[/color]  He set the cup on the table beside his bed and took a step back, leaning on the wall before he started talking.  [color=tan]"The whole school was talking about you for a day, Shiro and I have a pretty good idea of what happened.  But aside from that, the annual festival's starting up, and we need a little direction for what to do.  White Guild's going ham on it, they've got a maid cafe in the works.  I have no idea what the other guilds are up to, but I heard the Harleys have something big lined up."[/color]  With his status update given, the native gave the only girl in the room a nod of acknowledgement and crossed his arms.

	[@Lucius Cypher][@KoL][hr][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/krky97Z.png[/img][/center][center][color=maroon][h2]Aaron Fletcher[/h2][/color][/center]
	Aaron Fletcher wandered the halls of Purple Crown Academy, looking for someway to kill time for a little bit.  He had a nice date with Emma planned for later and not much else to do at the moment, at least until he bumped into the Red King himself for a moment.  He shot him a quick smile before he made an attempt at a conversation, starting off on a slightly awkward note.  [color=maroon]"Hey, Mike, I've been meaning to ask.  What've you got planned for the festival this year?  I know we have pretty much the smallest percentage of the school, but we've still gotta go big for this."[/color]  He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and let out a nervous chuckle, looking up at the older boy.  From what he could remember, the Red Guild was either the largest or smallest guild in Deep Ground, and right now, it was leaning towards the small side.  The Strykers accepting new members had certainly put a dent in their forces in a swift fashion.

	[@TheWindel]