[h1]Fujiwara[/h1]
"Ah... That so...?" he asked, a bit of disappointment in his voice. Though he didn't exactly care much for that beta whatshisface, the loss of a third meant that he'd probably be on some guard duty... Which, as usual, was quite a hassle even in other games. Escort missions were always a tad more difficult the less people there were, but that was to be expected...

Well, at least there weren't waves of increasingly stronger monsters... Probably. Screw that.

"Well, I'd assume that difficult would scale linearly given the distance we are from the town... So it's best to be on gua--!"

As those words left his mouth, Fujiwara put his hand on his blade and immediately adopted a defensive stance as a German man popped out of the bushes. Well, THAT was certainly a disconcerting moment for him...

Living in the US did have its benefits, though; maybe he could actually put his multilingual skills to use here.

"There's no need to call us small fries, y'know." Fujiwara said in English, hand still on the hilt of his weapon. "What need is there for someone like you to assert your dominance like that? Here, the playing fields are all equal."

[@KoL][@Leolycan]

[h1]Ayame[/h1]
Ayame looked at Umichi's curent party and smiled; it was almost nostalgic feeling, for some odd reason... Like that weird sense of deja vu she had felt when she had met Umichi last night... Almost as if they had been together before...

Well, at the very least she could trust her gut instinct and go with the flow. Being with others that she (at least) FELT like she'd known was better than being hung out to dry like she was now.

"Really? I'd really appreciate if you could." Ayame said, smiling as she walked over to a nearby table and pulled up her inventory to go scroll through her items. At this point, it was out of her control; all she could hope for was his goodwill to reach them and, by extension, her.

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