"The hell's a Kamen Rider?" Luke read the letter that was sent to him. It was the same that was sent to the others. However, for the Beat Rider known as Luke Crash, Kamen Rider wasn't the buzz word used to identify armored fighters. No, the buzz word was just simply [i]Armored[/i] Riders. Luke could send a letter back to "Y", telling them the correction, but after the exile from his city, he needed something to kill the time... Maybe earn some money along the way that doesn't involve taking a page from Red Hot's book of get-rich-quick schemes. Then again, he wouldn't know how to bring out the Inves unless he transformed, and even then, he only viewed them more as fighters and not as bank robbers. 

Besides, seems other Riders were gathering. If no money is to be made, than perhaps he'd get his jollies out of picking a fight or two. Luke was already on his way to his apartment now. 

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Donuts. Normally Tsubasa wouldn't care for them. But during his time with his mentor, he began to enjoy them. He sat in his apartment eating a baker's dozen he got from the local shop. Shame it wasn't Donut Shop Hungry. Though it seemed that it wasn't the baker that offset the quality of the donuts. Tsubasa looked around. It was the first time he had donuts without Haruto. He sighed and looked at the letter. It was addressed to Haruto, but he had business to attend to, traveling far off to take care of something an old friend requested of him. Haruto never quite said what it was, but the way he talked about it, it seemed a lot of emotion was put into this task. He requested that he go in his place. Tsubasa sighed. He found out why he enjoyed the donuts.

"It's just not the same without ya, Sensei." It was the teacher-student bond he shared with Haruto that made the plain sugar donuts tasty.