[u][i][center][h3][color=6ecff6]~The[/color] [color=82ca9d]Colo[/color][color=ed1c24]red[/color] [color=39b54a]Kings~[/color][/h3][/center][/i][/u]
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[color=6ecff6]“Ooh, better be careful with that headliner Thomas. No clue where that will get you in the publishing business. I can see it now! Ace reporter finds sneaky White Guild squad in enemy territory! I say go with it and roll with it kid!”[/color]

Those words were accompanied by a slam of the door as the Blue King herself, Maribel Harper, entered the newspaper club’s designated room. There was a spring in her step and her left eye was still black and red but otherwise, she seemed like her overtly eccentric and chipper self. Well…sort of. These last few days, the Blue King had been acting weirder than usual.

Such was her display in slamming the door a second time and then a third before walking over to one of the swivel chairs in the back. Very few individuals would actually be aware Bel was part of the newspaper club to begin with as she often acted as the group’s resident ghostwriter and financial benefactor. To a green leaf, it might have been rather awkward to see her here at all.

[color=6ecff6]“So what’s cooking hot head? Find any good stories to tell?”[/color] she said to Emma, spinning around and around in her swivel chair. And around and around. Around and around. [color=6ecff6]“Boy these legs sure are durable. How fast do you think I have to go before I break one of them off?”[/color]

Outside the club room in a nearby hallway, the two side characters of this sad and drawn out little story were, once again, conversing with one another. The Green King, Kenji Nagato, had one arm draped around his good buddy and potential war ally; the Red King, Michael Davis, who had spent the majority of the story just watching and waiting for something to do. Not like that girlfriend thing was happening any time soon…

[color=39b54a]“Come on buddy, pal, friend, whatever, join the campaign! I hear Chiyo’s got it easy living with her mom’s money anyway so it’s not like we can lose IRL,”[/color] Kenji said with a grin, chewing on the butt of a cigarette. Like a snake in the grass, he was already trying to win his team the home plate since after all, the Red Guild were the only ones still neutral ever since Chiyo’s declaration of war.

[color=ed1c24]“No,”[/color] Michael said simply. [color=ed1c24]“You wait and let the festival decide like everyone else.”[/color]

[color=39b54a]“That’s fucking bullshit and you know it! Listen pal, buddy, hoo haw, we’ve been souls aligned for shit knows how long. By that basis you should be joining me and Chiy-eh?”[/color]

Both boys paused as the sound of something heavy falling caught their attention. A few steps later and they stumbled upon Hibiki carrying a large package. Kenji merely stared with disgust, taking a puff from his death stick while Michael leaned down to offer the other girl a hand.

[color=ed1c24]“Stop tripping on your own two feet,”[/color] he said stoically, already moving to pick up whatever Hibiki had dropped on the floor. [color=ed1c24]"And what about you lightweight? Gonna stand there when a lady needs help?"[/color] he said, sharp eyes now set to pierce right through the lingering Kosuke at the corner.

Outside the school, where Purple Crown’s buses were up and running, Eris would be receiving a message from her newest employer. Chiyo was not going to let someone as powerful as Eclipse Princess slip through her grasp so easily and so had decided to keep constant watch on her at all times. Much to her surprise, one of her mother’s employees was already keeping an eye on the enigmatic girl.

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[b]To:[/b] [color=82ca9d][i]Eris Reinhardt.[/i][/color]

[b]From:[/b] [color=82ca9d][i]Chiyo Kuroke.[/i][/color]

[b]Subject:[/b] [color=82ca9d][i]Mall[/i][/color]

[color=82ca9d][i]You doing anything today? No, of course you’re not. So get your ass over to the mall now. Feel free to bring that love struck puppy with you too if you can’t keep her on a leash. Oh, and the grinning traffic trash should be meeting you soon.

Your Boss,
The White King[/i][/color]
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True to her words, Dana would be stumbling out of a stray bush at any minute now, ignoring the looks she got from the other students. She muttered a few curses here and there before grinning up at Eris with a wide shark-toothed smile. Obviously she wasn’t going to leave Eris by herself unless told to.
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