Emma hated the stupid game. Not the players-- no, she liked them just fine, but the game itself made Emma want to hack up the biggest spitball she could manage and shoot it right in the Gamemasters' faces.
She hated being trapped, too. It had only been a... how long? Perhaps only a year at most since Emma had discovered that she couldn't leave EDEN, but she had stopped keeping track after the first few weeks. What was the point? Ooh, we're stuck! Better remind ourselves just HOW long we've been stuck! That'll make us feel better for sure! Yeah, Emma preferred to pass on that one. Despite that the pink hair (which was pretty damn cool, in her opinion), the Silver Lyre, and the whole 'not getting fat after you eat thirty burritos' were all great, Emma wanted out. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be Emily L. again. However, sometimes life stinks and one just has to say 'Suck it up, buttercup. 'Cause things aren't gonna get better.' and move on.
'Everyone meet in the guild @home. I have a plan for looking into the tag team I told you all about.' Popped up on her message board. Emma felt a bit happy to read that it was from Raijin, the leader of the Silver Lyre guild, because that meant she actually had to do something.
Quickly following Raijin's message came an excuse from Korpal, then a reply from Crimson and Valkryie.
'Gotcha. On my way!' Emma typed back as she reached for her boots. 'Oh, and good luck Korpal! Have fun' she added quickly, glad that she remembered to do so.
The train for BREG EPONA left every two hours, Emma knew, and the time on the clock told her that she was drastically running late. Five minutes to get there? HA. Emma would have a better chance at finding the Gamekeepers before she ever got to the station in time. Still, it was worth a try.
Flying out the door and running through the streets was a hard thing to do without running in to people. As Emma tried to catch the train, she constantly yelled out 'SORRY' or 'OH GOD I DIDN'T MEAN TO STEP ON YOUR FOOT' as she pushed her way through the crowds. Knocking people over wasn't her favourite pass-time, but hey. She was expected somewhere and it'd be embarrassing if she were to be late. How horrible would it be if the second in command of the guild had to tell the others that she missed the train because she was slow? It'd be a nightmare! A catastrophe! She was already a little behind on things to begin with, being new to gaming and all, but looking like a dope in front of her guild was far worse.
Finally, Emma reached the station out of breath and wishing she could roll over and die. With a gasp of relief, she saw that the train was still boarding passengers, most of which were trying to get on before the doors closed.
"Thank heavens," Emma wheezed, rushing into the train. She hated how expensive everything was in the game, mostly because she was so good at handling money in the real world, and two-hundred gold per trip sounded way overpriced. Maybe a hundred or eighty gold would be reasonable, but two-hundred? Emma felt poorer already.
The doors closed, and the girl found herself standing with the few people who were either too awkward or too blind to sit in one of the seats. She looked around, trying to find a spot that wasn't next to a total creep, and beamed when she saw Raijin sitting near one of the windows. Too many times Emma had to put up with some hassle while on the train. It was nice to see someone who wouldn't bother her every five seconds.
She walked over and dropped into the seat next to the guild leader. "Hi." Emma said plainly, wishing she had better greetings.