[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/XCqJVqx.png[/img][/center][center][h2][color=maroon]Aaron Fletcher[/color][/h2][/center]
After the servers of DGO went offline for the third time that week, Aaron had been awoken from his digital adventure back to the Red City's sanctuary in a rather rude fashion.  On the plus side, however, there was still enough light out for him to go out and do something with the now free time he had.  The American slowly rose out of his bed while stretching, and made his way to the bathroom.  The last shower he had taken had been that morning, and while he hadn't done much strenuous work for the day, he was pretty sure you could smell him if you were in close enough range.  And so he stripped down and stepped into his shower, washing away the actions of the day the best he could.

A short amount of time later, he was out and dressed in his usual peacoat, scarf, and jeans.  He gave himself a quick check in the mirror before heading out, locking the door to his dorm behind him while he typed out a message to Emma.

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[b]To:[/b]  [color=maroon][i]Emma Fujioka[/i][/color]

[b]From:[/b]  [color=maroon][i]Aaron Fletcher[/i][/color]

[b]Subject:[/b]  [color=maroon][i]You Free?[/i][/color]

[b]Message:[/b]  [color=maroon][i]Hey, I'm heading down to the park since Deep Ground's down again.  I'm gonna stop by the cafe first, let me know if you want something while I'm there.[/i][/color][/quote]
With the invitation sent, Aaron started to descend the flights of stairs that would eventually lead him down to the lobby of Purple Crown's dormitories. At the landing, he casually strode his way out into the cool Autumn night with his hands in his pockets, leaving him to his thoughts.  For one reason or another, he started comparing the culture of his home to the culture he lived in now.

Most obviously was the food, America was still all about convenience, and some of that had spilled over into Japan at this point, but there was a lot that was still original in this ancient land.  Seafood, for example, was done a million times better over here than in the States, were it cost a small fortune to get fish that wasn't deep fried.  In this foreign land, it was everywhere and didn't break the bank to get some.  That was just one of the pros of seeing the world, it seemed.

It took a little while to cross the campus to Purple Crown's semi-famous cafe, and the sun was setting quite slowly on that cool Autumn evening.  The American couldn't help but smirk at the shenanigans Emma would probably try to get away with in a park in relative darkness, though it was wiped from his face as quickly as it came as he moved off to the side and awaited a reply from his girlfriend.

[center][@KoL][/center][hr][hr][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/iqNYUzq.png[/img][/center][center][color=cyan][h2]Jiro Katsurou[/h2][/color][/center]
With Deep Ground now offline, Jiro had little to do besides wake up in the dressing room behind Purple Crown's auditorium.  He got up from his slumped-forward position beside a table and stretched, back arching in the movement and legs extending so he stood on his toes.  A short moment later, he dropped back to his normal height and shook the numbness out of his arms.  He turned his head far to the left until he felt a satisfying pop in his neck, then to the right for the same effect, before walking out of the room and into the deserted halls of Purple Crown.  While he made his way for the exit, he sent out a mass ping to the other Strykers, specifically those he fraternized with frequently.

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[b]To:[/b]  [color=cyan][i]Asahi Goroshi, Shiro Kawabata, Kosuke Kimura, Akane Himura[/i][/color]

[b]From:[/b]  [color=cyan][i]Jiro Katsurou[/i][/color]

[b]Subject:[/b]  [color=cyan][i]Rape and Pillage[/i][/color]

[b]Message:[/b]  [color=cyan][i]If anyone wants to hang out for a bit, head to the arcade.  If someone volunteers to let us crash at their place, I'll cook breakfast.[/i][/color][/quote]
With that message away, he pushed open the main doors with a wave to those present at it and made his way down the street to another building, specifically the one that housed Purple Crown's Arcade.

[center][@Jedly][@Lucius Cypher][@Kimiyosis][/center][hr][hr][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/8Hv5fJm.png[/img][/center][center][h2][color=sienna]Aderyn Finch[/color][/h2][/center]
[color=f7941d]“Whoah, whoah, did someone say free ramen?”[/color]

[color=sienna]"Ugh, shite..."[/color]  Aderyn mumbled under her breath while a shark-toothed girl made her presence known to her and Masae.  She had hoped to go get dinner alone with her date, though it seemed fate had other plans.  Well, so be it.  The girl took a moment to turn around on her crutches before facing the shark-toothed Dana.  [color=sienna]"Well, how can you pay us back, first of all?  I'd gladly pay your way if you're able to return the favor somehow."[/color]  She had put on a convincing facade of pleasantry in order to avoid some incident, though one would be able to see the cracks in it if they looked hard enough.

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