[center][h1][COLOR=#C0C0C0]Elliot Silber[/COLOR][/h1][/center]

A young man clad in red was sitting on top one of the higher buildings in the city, gracing him with a nice overview of the entire area. As of right now, he was having an internal war with two thoughts raging for supremacy over the other. The two thoughts were separated into "to go" or "not to go" to the scheduled meeting. His boss may or may not show up, which is point not to go. There's also the issue that he felt that he's caused a bit too much trouble in the family for them to be comfortable with him skipping the meetings, which is a point to go.

So, even though his fun little romp throughout the city searching for a certain serial killer is being cut short today, he won't be that annoyed. He'll just show up for the meeting, listen to orders, follow them, and return to his search. All he needs to do is drown and sink everything in his flames.

He really doesn't want to go, so he did the opposite of how he felt and leaped off the building onto a railing. He jumped right off of it onto the ground where a lot of people saw him. He ignored their piercing gazes replete shock and recognition while he stuffed his hands in his pockets and trailed to a certain location. 

Those people, trying to maintain their ordinary lives, were once again graced by something that forcefully opened their eyes, scrubbed their ears clean, and wiped their nose. Elliot had only one thing to ask these people.

[COLOR=#C0C0C0]"Are you guys still not used to me doing this?"[/COLOR] Yes, Elliot is someone who's quite well known in this city for causing ruckuses from minor to major wherever he is. He can't sit still without doing at least one troublesome action a day. Upon hearing those words, the people sighed and put back on the thin veneer of normality covering their vision. The young man almost wanted to laugh in amusement. 

He really loves this city and everyone in it. Too bad he couldn't keep entertaining himself like this. Places to go, people to meet and all that jazz.

The further he went along to his destination, the more the lovable crowd started to thin out. He was beginning to approach the meeting place, that amazing cafe owned by the wonderful Rikimaru Family. He can't even begin to thank the Rikimaru family for accepting a battle-loving person like him. There's so many people to understand in the family that he can't get enough of it. While there are still some people he hasn't faced in a one-on-one battle yet, he aims to fight them all.

The life-threatening ones are the best after all. With that thought leaving his mind, he reached the cafe, opened the door and waved at some of the people in the cafe.

[COLOR=#C0C0C0]"Yo guys, what's going on?"[/COLOR] He grinned at them rolling their eyes at him. Though they looked a bit annoyed they still sent him greetings.

"Nothing much except reluctantly greeting a cursed star." Now he couldn't hold back any guffaws at that. Pretty ironic that they of all people were calling him that.

[COLOR=#C0C0C0]"Look who's talking troublemakers. Heh, anyways I gotta go down for a meeting. I'll catch you crazies later."[/COLOR] He can hear the "pot meet kettle" vibes radiating from their mind. He had a wide smile and hopeful eyes as he went down towards the basement and opened the door, only to feel disappointed that Frieda didn't show up.

He then saw someone that filled him with even more disappointment. The normal sheep of the Rikimaru family who's just oh so boring. He doesn't disregard her and he still possesses the desire to fight her, but he feels that she wouldn't even get his engine running. He sighed, ignored her, and took a seat right next Artemis.

Well at least there's a more interesting person taking up his attention today. [COLOR=#C0C0C0]"Dunkas, you up for that match yet? No excuses this time, I'm really feeling in the mood and you're one of the few I haven't fought yet."[/COLOR]

The only way for him to understand others and the only way for him to build a connection. This guy doesn't see the meaning of "pointless fights" though, which confuses Elliot because there's no such thing as a pointless fight in his world.

He might as well respond to the big boss's granddaughter though, fore he gets another heavy sparring day. He actually likes those days, but sometimes a break is nice.

[COLOR=#C0C0C0]"So, what's up honorable granddaughter?"[/COLOR] A grin was all Elliot Silber gave.