[center][h3][color=purple]Zero[/color][b]/[/b][color=violet]Zenoram[/color]
Phoenix Wing Guild Hall
Interacting With: Nobody in Particular {Not Sure TBH}[/h3][/center]

Zero had spent much of his time after the mission explaining to Gideon his and Zenoram's little problem. The deal of having a split personality was never the easiest to explain. Especially when both of them explained it differently, but he'd thought that Gideon got it. Then, they had the whole travel back. As one would expect, Zero was motion sick and indisposed for most of it. The parts he wasn't he was either stretching to get used to being in control again after the time being a shut in. The rest was spent resting or hiding away with Zenoram in charge. 

Today however, he'd taken control. He wanted to sleep in. So he did, much to the dismay of his compatriot Zenoram. But still it had been little more than that. So when he finally got up with a rather loud yawn he shook his head. To be honest, when he and Zenoram had returned with Mithera, finding the note from Karn took him by surprise. He'd honestly thought about tracking the feminine male down, but Zenoram convinced him not to. Thus, they kept things pretty quiet. They could see Karn when he got back and he could tell them more about Ru. 

[i][color=violet]"Thank you! I was beginning to think we'd never get up."[/color]
[color=purple]"Relax Zenoram. Sleeping in isn't a big deal. Now we should go to the guild hall. And maybe get some food."[/color][/i]

As the young man rose to his feet he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He went to the bathroom; bathed, brushed his teeth, and shook his hair out after drying. It was messy, but presentable. [color=purple]"Good enough."[/color] He said calmly before walking out, a towel wrapped around his waist. He dressed himself quickly. A short sleeve purple shirt with black pants, shoes and finally their jacket made by Hemlock. He admired the spikes protruding from certain parts. Hemlock really got him. It was black, some purple, easily matchable with most clothes, and had an extra touch for Zero. The protection and what not were obviously more for Zenoram though. In Zero's mind anyway. 

With that they left, excluding the tie they usually wore. He made his way to the guild, his hair still a mess though Zero didn't care,even as Zenoram mentally lectured him on the importance of appearance. [color=purple]"Whatever. I just wanna get something to eat. Now quiet down for a bit. I haven't been in control for a while."[/color] The two had begun to act more like siblings than one of the same person. Which wasn't all bad, though they did argue a bit more. Still, Zero was a bit more chipper if anybody who knew him could tell. Though most didn't, which was why he didn't talk to or greet anybody really as he entered the Phoenix Wing guild and glanced around. He shrugged choosing not to really engage anyone. Rather he went to the counter and looked over. [color=purple]"Yo! Can I get something to eat?"[/color] He asked nonchalantly as he sat at a stool, his arms crossed over the counter, speaking really to whoever was there.