[center][h2][color=black][u]          [b]Yasumoto Mitsuzuka[/b]          [/u]
[color=black][sup][sup]Current Location: Weathercock Pavilion, Mishe (35th Floor)[/sup][/sup][/color]
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Mitsuzuka sat a table in the back of the Weathercock Pavilion, stabbing a slice of cheesecake over and over. For a famous restaurant in Mishe, the place was quieter than it usually was. The fact that his contact hadn't arrived didn't help the silence either. He took a bite of the creamy cheesecake, and glanced outside a nearby window to view the streets. [color=black][i]Perhaps they're running late.[/i][/color] Mitsuzuka thought as he placed his fork down onto the tray. Guild matters were important, especially if they wanted to clear the game and return to the life they had before, yet one could hardly discuss anything if their contact wasn't at the meeting. 

He continued to wait. Minutes grew longer, and it seemed like an eternity had passed by the time Mitsuzuka had waited nearly an hour. Deciding to take matters into his own hands, Mitsuzuka stood up from the table and left some Cor for the NPC waitress that had served him and the few other patrons. He walked outside and pulled forth a map from his inventory. [color=black]"Let's see... Their guild hall isn't that far from here."[/color] Mitsuzuka said, not realizing he had spoke out loud. Paying no heed to curious onlookers, he went about his way in search of the Brotherhood of Fighters' Guild Hall.

[center][h2][color=orange][u]          [b]Akanishi Genjo[/b]          [/u]
[color=orange][sup][sup]Current Location: Streets of Mishe, 35th Floor[/sup][/sup][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/R6kIFl4.png[/img][/color][/h2][/center]

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[color=orange]"H-Huh? Apologies!"[/color] Genjo replied to a man he had accidentally bumped into while walking around the streets of Mishe. Mitsuzuka, his guild leader, had told him to find a shop by the name of the Flawless Sword to retrieve the order that Mitsuzuka put in to replenish their guild's weapon stores. Yet it seemed the store had one flaw, and that it was nearly impossible to find. Genjo scratched the back of his head as he analyzed his map, searching everywhere for the location. Eventually, a sigh of defeat came from Genjo, and he made his way to a group of players conversing outside a restaurant. [color=orange]"Excuse me, but do you know where the Flawless Sword is? My Guild Master told me to pick up our order, and I can't seem to find it."[/color]

With a motion of a hand and a point, Genjo was on his way towards the Flawless Sword. Despite being the guild Quartermaster, Genjo felt like a maid as he walked down the street the store was located on. As an otaku, maids were something to drool over, and sure enough, he was doing just that as his thoughts flipped to maids. It took a second for Genjo to come back to his senses, wiping the drool away as he arrived at the front door of the Flawless Sword. Just to make sure the drool was completely gone, Genjo glanced at himself in the shop's windows before entering the store, and rung the bell for the shopkeep to acknowledge his arrival.

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