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[color=ed1c24][b]ENMA[/b][/color]

Enma hadn't chatted or made merry mirth with his guild. In fact, he was unusually quiet from his rowdy, vulgar self. This place was just too miserable for him to have any form of joy. How could he be happy when there were people so well off and abandon the rest of their own kind for the sake of wealth and comfort? What kind of sick monster could be capable of something like this? So this is what Nolan was talking about when they first met...Human nature is truly monstrous indeed. Is this what the human world is like beyond the facade of the pleasant towns and the majesty of Crocus? Just an ashen barren land?

At some point the guild had reached a field of yellow grass after walking through the rickety wooden buildings that he wouldn't wish his own worst enemy to live in. It had rested underneath a bluff and acted as their base of operations at the meantime. It was the only thing that it would be good for; the soil was no good for farming. It had been tilled and tilled until there was nothing else the land could give. The soil was loose with bits of it being blown away in a breeze. What kind of hell is this town? If the supposed disease wasn't killing them then it was the living conditions that would. They probably had import basic goods in order to live, but Enma knew that their prices were inflated or heavily taxed. 

Enma had set up his own tent at some point and after making sure that his belongings were safe and secure, he had exited it and awaited for Sander's orders. 


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[color=00aeef][b]FERRIS[/b][/color]

[color=00aeef]"Jess, I would hope that you would leave your own boyfriend out of your articles. Unless you want to brag about how your boyfriend is a sexy model then write away."[/color] Ferris said with a smirk, pulling her in closer. He rested his head on her shoulder, having no intentions of letting go. It was just too comfy to be with her like this. No mages trying to kill each other, no commentary, no high strung games director, and no damn Sheldon. It was just them. [color=00aeef]"If it was any other person, I would deny that was mine."[/color] He sighed into her neck, his warm breath caressed her neck. [color=00aeef]"When you're a model you're just a product, not a person. It's a pain to put up a persona for the public just to sell some stupid cologne."[/color]

He frowned at her mentioning them meeting with her brother.  Before she could say anything else, he rolled her onto her back and pinned her arms down against the bed. [color=00aeef]"The games, your brother, the world. They can all have you whenever they want, but right now I'm not in interested in sharing you now."[/color] Ferris flushed and removed himself from her. [color=00aeef]"Ugh, forget that I said that. Shit that was so corny."[/color]

He stood up and ran his fingers through his hair in an embarrassed manner. [color=00aeef]"I guess we ought to be going."[/color]

[color=00746b][b]NOLAN[/b][/color]

At some point, Nolan had arrived at a cafe called La Caffeine and was seated outside under the awning. Today was certainly colder than the days before though it wasn't enough to bother him and the rest of the patrons of the cafe. In a way, it was pleasant not being around any familiar faces and just be alone. It's not like he didn't hate his guild, it's just they can be a bit much for him. Lately things had been too much for him: family, friends, the games, the whole damn shebang. At some point it all had just run amok and now he needs to straighten out for the sake of his own sanity. 

[color=00746b]"Ugh, easier said than done..."[/color] Nolan groaned and rubbed his face with the palms of his hands, trying to snap himself out of it. Today was his break day and dammit he was going to enjoy whatever semblance of rest he could get even if it killed him!

"Um, sir? Can I take your order?" A waitress stood right next to him with her notepad out, keeping a nervous smile on her face from being around a man. On the opposite end of the spectrum, Nolan was nervous just being around her so it all evened out in some sick twisted way. Well, it actually turned into a never ending cycle of the waitress getting nervous of Nolan getting nervous of her and vice-versa. It was an orchestra of ums and other panicked noises slipping out of them. 

Nolan swallowed hard and opened the menu, shaking absurdly as he tried to find something to order. [color=00746b]"I, er, would like to order, um, um..."[/color] He felt the eyes of many focused on him; some confused, some amused, and some actually minded their own damn business. Specifically there was a table with two guys snickering at him with snide grins while not even bothering to hide their insults.

"Pffft, what kind of man is he? He's got a hot piece of tail right there and he's gonna piss himself." One of them chuckled. This was a man who was much bigger than Nolan in terms of muscle mass and in terms of height. He had slicked back blonde hair with two outrageous mutton chops protruding from his face with busy brows to match it. His nose looked like it would poke someone's eye out; it was long and had a very pointed tip. The man's jaw was very squared, unnaturally so. 

His friend had a much more compact built and had a shiny dome where his hair should've been, which didn't help his very oval shaped head. He was wearing black sunglasses and shit eating grin as he was laughing along with his friend. "Poor kid, looks like he's gonna pass out at any moment!" 

Nolan's hands were gripping the end of his table, trying to restrain himself from throwing it at those two jackasses, but they just weren't the effort. Still...beating this ever loving life out of them sounded more than tempting at the moment. 

"Uh, sir? Can I please take your order?" The waitress still had that nervous smile though she was sweating a fountain. Yikes, she really was struggling to remain composed in front of a man. 

The God Slayer cleared his throat and looked in the menu once again. [color=00746b]"Uh, steak and eggs sound good...also the coffee sounds good..."[/color] He trailed off as he saw a couple sit down at the table across from his. They looked very happy together and for some odd reason, his mind ran back to Arial. Nolan groaned and said, [color=00746b]"Scratch that, give me a coffee and a whole bottle of rum."[/color] 

The waitress blinked at Nolan's decision and asked, "But isn't it a bit early to be drinking?"

[color=00746b]"I know what I'm about."[/color]