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"Nobody needs to kill to escape, we just need to keep our heads on our shoulders."

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a character in “Operation: Login”, as played by Flexar


The most peaceful guild.


|| Raijin ||

"Everyone here is a human being... Why can't you understand that?"

|| Theme Songs ||
Normal||I Am
Fighting||Released Power
Emotional||Brothers in Arms

|| Full Name ||
Alistair Moore

|| Age ||

|| Gender ||

|| Sexuality ||

|| Origin ||
York, England

|| Role ||
Guildmaster of Silver Lyre

|| Face Claim ||
Houtarou Oreki (Hyouko)


|| Username ||

|| Hair Color ||

|| Eye Color ||

|| Skin Tone ||

|| Height ||

|| Level ||

|| Weapon of choice ||

|| Secondary Weapon ||
Basilik Claw

|| Equipment ||
Head Gear: Magistrate's Headdress
Armour: Magistrate's Robes
Leg Armour: Dune-Walker's Sandals

|| Battle Stats ||
Attack: 290
Defence: 60
Agility: 300

|| Sense Stats ||
Detection: 400
Hearing: 150
Hiding: 350

|| Additional Skills ||
Dowsing: 100
Cooking: 100
Blacksmithing: 200
Sewing: 750
Alchemy: 400

|| Face Claim ||
Ja'far (Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic)

|| Guild ||
Silver Lyre

|| @Home ||
Mac Anu

|| Contact Book ||
- Emma
- Crimson
- Korpal
- Valkyrie

|| Renown ||
Leader - Guildmaster of a tournament-eligible guild.
Merciful - Has reduced many players to <10 HP but left them alive.
Tailor - Capable of crafting high tier clothing.
Sentinel - Has assisted the highest number of lower-level players in the game.
Dungeoneer - Has cleared a high level AREA solo.



Alistair is a young man who is good at making first impressions. He is very friendly and polite to everyone he meets, regardless of their level or social standing within Eden. He frequently offers assistance to those he feels need it, and has even stepped in to help players from tournament guilds sometimes. He isn't one for formalities, and prefers for his guild members to call him Alistair; it is only really anyone who favours formalities or is meeting him for the first time who calls him Raijin. His constantly upbeat and friendly nature makes him well-liked both within and without his guild.

Unsurprisingly, Alistair is very pacifistic, even to the point where he won't eat the virtual meat within Eden. He'll even step in to protect NPCs, despite the view taken by many players that computer-generated characters could not possibly have feelings. However, when push comes to shove, Alistair holds nothing back. Just because he is a pacifist does not mean that he is weak, and as his guild members and enemies know, he is anything but. However, Alistair will only use violence as a last resort.

Alistair isn't quite sure how he ended up as the leader of Silver Lyre. As far as he is concerned, he's just a bog standard teenager. In real life, Alistair was never particularly special or at the forefront of anything, but he has managed to make something of himself with the power and freedom Eden has given him.



|| Reason why playing ||
Alistair lacks any special reason for playing Eden, he simply bought it because he enjoys playing MMOs. He was originally going to play the game with a few of his friends in what little spare time his AS Levels left him, but he got the game a day earlier than his friends, and decided to get a head start on them. However, that head start went horribly wrong when he ended up trapped in Eden, without anyone he knew. Alistair enjoyed the game, and still does to a certain extent, but is anxious to return to the real world. He can only imagine how his family is coping, particularly his bedridden mother. Her emotional condition could only worsen at the loss of her only son, and if she is to die Alistair wants to be by her side as she passes on, not leaving her thinking that her teenage son had died before her.

|| Biography ||
Alistair was born into a fairly standard, middle-class family in York, England. There was nothing particularly special about him or either of his parents, both of whom were accountants. However, his mother quit her job so she could spend more time looking after Alistair. Since they had a stable source of income and only a single child to care for, they could afford to send him to a public school. However, that was probably the most unusual thing about Alistair's life, up to the point where he got trapped in Eden.

Alistair grew up fairly healthily; he was fairly nerdy and scrawny by most people's standards, but neither bothered him. He spent a lot of his spare time in his room reading up on various subjects, such as classical history, and playing video games. His parents tried to encourage him to go outside a bit more, but they weren't too concerned about him.

However, things took a turn for the worse when doctors announced that Alistair's mother was suffering from leukaemia. She was expected to recover after chemotherapy, but Alistair and his father were still concerned. Her condition slowly worsened, but despite her attempts to convince her husband and son that she would be fine, they only panicked more. Alistair's visits to the hospital became more frequent, as he hoped to spend as much time with his mother as he could, lest she pass away. However, he also tried to push his fears to the back of his mind by distracting himself, and one way he decided to distract himself was by playing Eden.


"Just stick with me. We'll get out of this alive; I promise."

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Battle Posts: 0/10

So begins...

Raijin's Story


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It has been almost a year. Currently, it is the start of November, painting the landscape of EDEN in a nice golden-brown color in the AREAS such as the Forests, and mountains. Most player have found something to do to pre-occupy their time here, creating shops, guilds, businesses, and other types of livings.

The Knights of Hyperion is currently training for the upcoming PVP tournament, with the promise of being released from the game.

The Silver Lyre guild is currently investigating the rumor of the Game Masters being the top tag-team battle.

The Game Masters are simply enjoying the panic, but rumors say a new event will be released soon.

The setting changes from EDEN to ROOT TOWN: MAC ANU

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Image As the sun rose over Mac Anu it cast its rays through the window of Silver Lyre's guildmaster and onto his closed eyes. The light was enough to arouse him, and he sat up wearily, stretched out his arms and released a loud yawn. He was very tempted to slump back into bed, but he had work to do; the game masters weren't going to find themselves.

However, breakfast came first. He plodded into his kitchen, still in his pyjamas, poured milk and cereal into a bowl, and slumped down at his dining room table to eat it. He didn't bother cooking anything, as his cooking was notoriously awful enough to make someone feel sick even in a virtual world. He could make simple things like toast, but if he attempted to cook anything more complex he'd probably burn his house down.

As he munched away on his cereal he wondered what he'd do with the day. The tournament was being held in less than a month, and while it was an abhorrent orgy of violence and murder Silver Lyre could use its high profile to their advantage. If they could somehow throw a spanner in the works, it would no doubt invoke the ire of the game masters, and perhaps they could be tricked into exposing themselves. However, the more pressing concern was the duo that had recently made a name for itself in tag battles. Raijin was unsure of whether or not they were the game masters, but they were worth looking into. However, he doubted that the game masters would parade themselves in the public eye, but that was merely a simple doubt; what if the game masters wanted him to think that? He was over-thinking this; he just needed to get in done with and out of the way. He already had a plan for investigating them, and it might not even require the whole guild to execute. Nevertheless, he opened up his guild chat window and sent out a message that read: "Everyone meet in the guild @home. I have a plan for looking into the tag team I told you all about."

Once Raijin was dressed and armed he made his way towards the train station. Unfortunately, there was only a single train to Breg Epona every couple of hours, so if he missed the train he'd be very late, and as the guildmaster he had to set a good example. He used the game menu to check the time, and suddenly realised that he only had ten minutes to get to the station and on the train. Panicking slightly, he broke into a sprint and hurtled towards the station, giving a quick nod to anyone who greeted him as he ran.

Raijin managed to hurl himself onto the train just before the doors closed, and let out a sigh of relief. He found a seat by a window, slumped down in it, and waited for the train to reach its destination.

The setting changes from ROOT TOWN: MAC ANU to ROOT TOWN: BREG EPONA

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Level: --
Regular Posts: 1/20
Battle Posts: 0/10
Attack: 240 | Defense: 260 | Agility: 150
Detection: 100 | Hearing: 300 | Hiding: 500

ImageA year, almost a year passed since they got stuck in the game. The original panic and chaos settled down but Akio can't help but think how much longer he's going to have to stay here.
It's not that his life here is bad, being one half of the best PVP has plenty of benefits. Such as being able to afford a house in Breg Epona and opening a weapon shop. But no amount of recognition and gold can ever be as valuable as seeing his friends and family again. His memory of his family is slowly fading away, when he closes his eyes their faces aren't as expressive, he can't remember the smell of his mothers cooking... This game has already taken them away from Akio, he can't let himself forget them.

"Breakfast is ready!" Akio yelled from the kitchen. Satomi was still asleep so he hoped to surprise her by demonstrating how much he has improved his cooking skill. "It might be a bit burned... or a lot burned... but it tastes ok and I made tea, the one that you like best." He made his way to Satomi's room. Upon reaching the girl's room he sighed, Satomi was sill in bed, covered by a hill of blankets. But what made him sigh is the mess the room was in. "Aish, Satomi you should really pick up after yourself, just because you had servants in the real world doesn't mean things magically sort themselves here." Not bothering to check weather Satomi woke up he continued his monologue. "The shop's closed today but a customer said he's going to come pick up his sword so keep an eye out. I've heard some red-headed guy from Silver Lyre has been acting suspiciously and asking around about us, I'm going to check that out. Ok? Ok." With a small smile he pressed a chaste kiss on the (still sleeping) girl's forehead."I like having these 'productive' talks with you."
Akio returned to the kitchen and quickly finished his breakfast. He wrote a reminder about the customer on for Satomi, put on his red coat and headed outside. He walked through the streets of Breg Epona. The city was truly amazing, Akio remembered the times when he was living in a sketchy inn in Dol Donna, it was the complete opposite from the bright atmosphere that this part of EDEN has. Now it was time to pull a few strings and get himself to the Silver Lyre guild home. He sent a few private messages and waited. In just a few moment he received information that the leader of Silver Lyre boarded the train for Breg Epona. Akio headed in the direction of the train station, he'll wait for the other and follow him to the guild home. This investigation is going to be a piece of cake.

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|| Korpal ||

"Time sure does feel real here… "


“Yeah! I’m coming already! Just give me time to realise this isn’t a dream, and then time to get ready… and five minutes more!” Seo cried, spread out, foot hanging off the top bunk, “Huh?” He sat up realising he was just excusing himself on auto and that no one had requested his presence, or not that he’d heard any way, he let out a deep sigh, ducking down his head. “I’m not Seo here, Korpal, remember it.” He shook himself and tore his duvet away, “I wonder what Em and the others are up to?” A quick message would sort out his query but that would cost him dearly, the attention of the guild meant work. “Maybe just Em then…” Seo reflected, pulling a long sleeve over his head. Seo had the message board open in front of him whilst tighten his belt when it flashed.

"If you want to go on an adventure, just let me know~ I need people to go to the forest area~!" It was from Ceilo.

“Drag…” Quests were more of high spirited adventures bag, but Ceilo was a friend, a rare commodity within Eden. Seo hit reply.

“Place + Time. Allow 10 xtra mins. Need to change. Korpal.”

Sent. It was obvious Seo didn’t need extra time but he’d take it regardless. It’d been a fair while, a month or so since he’d Ceilo or Akuma and besides, it wasn’t the guild’s style to turn down assistance or so he kept reminding himself every time some one requested it.
In all truth Seo didn’t mind the Boy Scout stance the guild had, it was refreshing. The difference in opinion came to raising their profile, Seo couldn’t understand it, it’d only agitate guilds and draw the aggressors toward the guild, and it wasn’t as if they were in short supply of players trying to knock them off.
Seo started making his way down the cold stone stairs barefooted, it was already familiar, the guild, and taking up residence was a slice when he’d explained himself, and the pile of rubble that used to constitute his previous residency. His message board flashed and he stuck some virtual bread into his mouth; another message.

"Everyone meet in the guild @home. I have a plan for looking into the tag team I told you all about." It was from Raijin.

“Go figure, but no can do.” Seo breathed, tapping the console.

“Sorry, going on a job. Surprised right? Wish me luck + Keep me posted. Korpal.”

Sent. Seo wondered if he should have requested to be kept in the loop and shugged, “If they need me, they’ll call. Simple.”
He bent down pulling on a boot whilst chewing, the slice protruding. Seo couldn’t help feel wary that Emma was going to appear and yell at him for slacking, but Emma wasn’t, and for once he wasn’t slacking… to an extent.
Rising Seo brushed himself down and motioned towards the door, his hands reached out for the handle and his sword respectively and he found it was yet again another perfect day in Eden. “Suppose I should await further instructions. In the pub.” Seo looked both ways, sure the guild was out to catch him out but especially Emma. “Looks clear!”[/b] Seo grinned, wandering towards the town centre. He clicked his console.

“Hey Akuma! Tell me the 3 musketeers are reforming? It wouldn’t be the same without grumpy! LOL. Drink first? Korpal.”

Sent. Seo knew the message would rile up Akuma but winding up the highly strung power player always gave him a kick. Not a great deal else Seo had planned today and it did feel like he’d received a golden ticket, getting out of guild work, though technically it was guild work. “Ha!”

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The setting changes from ROOT TOWN: LUMINA CLOTH to ROOT TOWN: DOL DONNA

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~ Bee Loop Bee Loop ~ You Got Mail ~


"Everyone meet in the guild @home. I have a plan for looking into the tag team I told you all about." - Raijin

"Oh? Well would you look at that." Crimson was sitting comfortably on the mornings first boat bound for Mac Anu, still docked in the Dol Donna port, when the message came in. He had planned to try and run into his guild master in the beginning town regardless, but by some twist of fate it would seem that everyone had been summoned to the guild hall regardless. "How convenient... I'm glad that our guild master is the kind to little briefs like this before moving forward, makes things much easier... might even be why we're so well known at this point, now that I think about it." Crimson tapped his fingers gently on the edge of the boat as he thought of an appropriate response. He didn't really have anyone to talk to... so anything he had said had been entirely to himself. Not that anybody else on the boat seemed to mind... after all, he took this same voyage nearly every morning and most everyone else did too, so it was no wonder that the others passengers were paying the happy go lucky player no mind. The boat journey was a quick ride, not taking more than a few minutes... but Crimson still liked to fill the time, be it by reading a quick book... or having a chat, be it with another passenger or himself.

-Compose Message-

"I'm on my way now, guild master Raijin. I should arrive in Mac Anu in a few moments... the train to Breg Epona may take a little longer of course, but I'll try to be at the guild before morning is out! ~Crimson"


Crimson then stretched out his arms and legs before letting out a big yawn. He sat alone in a single booth. The boats were quite large and allowed many passengers and the seats were divided into little segments with two seats facing two adjacent seats. Despite being known for helping the innocent, Crimson had also managed to obtain a bit of a reputation for being, well, somewhat psychotic on the battle field, as such most players tended to avoid him. Some simply didn't agree with his disregard for human life, others found it annoying how peppy he acted when outside of combat and the remaining majority were just terrified, thinking they'd get on his bad side. Oreki was aware of the people's general distaste for him, but he didn't mind... he was doing what he felt was right and that was more than enough reason to continue acting in the way he usually acted.

Opening his inventory, Oreki was about to pull out a new skill book he had purchased on alchemy... when suddenly he heard a slight commotion and stayed his hand.

"H-Hey! Watch it lady! I don't wanna drown today!" "What is with you? God?" "There's enough room for all of us you know!"

It was odd... but somehow Crimson had a fairly good idea of whom was causing the commotion in question and sure enough, within moments he was proven right as his guildmate Valkyrie pushed her way through the still boarding crowds. He didn't exactly approve of such behavior, but she wasn't really hurting anybody... just being impatient, so he didn't bother scolding her in any way. Instead he smiled warmly and waved his hand in the girls general direction, gesturing for her to come over.

"Ooooiii! Valkyrie. In a rush eh? Here, there's a free seat... well three of them but, eh." The red haired young man was almost embarrassed by the fact that he was sitting alone, but not so much that it was an issue for him. "I'm guessing you got the Guild Masters message aswell then?"

The setting changes from ROOT TOWN: DOL DONNA to ROOT TOWN: MAC ANU

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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.

The setting changes from ROOT TOWN: MAC ANU to ROOT TOWN: BREG EPONA

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Level: --
Regular Posts: 2/20
Battle Posts: 0/10
Attack: 240 | Defense: 260 | Agility: 150
Detection: 100 | Hearing: 300 | Hiding: 500

ImageFor the fifth time Akio checked the time. He knew he shouldn't have hurried to the station, but he still did and now he's going to have to wait another 40 minutes just for the train to arrive. There was nothing left to do but try to entertain himself with mini games. Just as he was about to make a new personal high score the familiar -beep "You have 2 new messages" beep- distracted him.
The first message was from Satomi. Oh, she's finally up. No matter how ordinary the messages he got from Satomi might have been, they always brought a small smile to Akio's face.
Satomi-chan ♥
Good morning. I enjoyed the breakfast you made for me. Your tea is always the best. Anyway, have you made it to the train station safely? Also, this customer or yours. What time may I be expecting him? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so..... eh.... You know.

The last sentence made Akio's smile even wider. He found it very cute that Satomi still had trouble admitting she was caring. Quickly he formed his reply.
Good morning to you too. I'm glad you liked the breakfast. Hierophant should be there soon, definitely before noon. I know I don't have to tell you but please be nice, he's an important informant so... please? Yes, 'mom', I'm at the station. I'll see you later for training.
The other message he received also brought good news. It was from a 'friend'. Nowadays there seems to be a lot of people that like to call themselves his 'friends', as if being close to a top player will make them successful too. Truth to be told Akio didn't mind them because sometimes they were quite useful.
Unknown player
Korpal won't be at the meeting. You're safe, none of the others have high detection.

Well wasn't that just grand, He won't have to worry as much. Silver Lyre is a strong guild but Akio doubted that he'd have much trouble following Raijin and Emma. What bothered him is that Silver Lyre is known as a peaceful guild, so why are there so many rumours about them investigating Satomi and him?
Time want by fast enough after that. Akio looked at the time and went a litter closer to the arrival platform. A moment later a computerized female voice made the announcement. -The train from MAC ANU is arriving in 1 minute.-
Once the passengers started to disembark he had no trouble spotting the white and pink haired targets getting out of the train. Putting on his hood (So he wouldn't get recognized.) he started walking a few steps behind the pair form Silver Lyre.

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ImageThe first reply Raijin received was from Korpal. Rather disappointingly, he was already occupied with something else. Normally Raijin would have sternly told Korpal that guild matters came first, but it wasn't urgent; he could just fill Korpal in later. He was just about to wish Korpal luck before the rest of the guild sent their replies:
"Got it!"
"I'm on my way now, guild master Raijin. I should arrive in Mac Anu in a few moments... the train to Breg Epona may take a little longer of course, but I'll try to be at the guild before morning is out!"
"Gotcha. On my way!"
Fortunately, they would all be coming to meeting. As always, Crimson's reply was rather formal and informative, whereas the replies of Valkyrie and Emma were fairly succinct. He often felt like telling Crimson to calm down slightly and just to call him Alistair, but he'd long since realised that such attempts were futile. Instead, he just responded to them all with:
"Well it's nice to know that most of the guild can make it. I'm on the train to Breg Epona right now, So it should be a couple of hours or so before I reach the guild @home. I would appreciate it if you can all be as swift as you can, but it won't be too much of a problem if you miss a train; I almost missed mine. I look forward to seeing you soon. Korpal, let me know when you're available and I'll fill you in; I hope you job goes well."

Raijin smiled as he closed the guild chat window; even if everyone in his guild was rather odd, he was fond of them all the same. Their company was just about all that kept him sane in this crazy world; he'd even had second thoughts about looking for the game masters so that he could spend more time with his guild members.

Raijin turned his head to see Emma plop down into the seat next to him; fortunately, it looked like he would have some company on the trip. Hour long journeys weren't so bad in the real world where Alistair good just listen to music, read a book or play on his phone, things weren't so simple in Eden.
"Good morning." Raijin greeted her, "You look rather out of breath; I take it I wasn't the only one who only just got to the train in time."

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"Uhg, you have no idea!" She huffed, leaning back in her seat. "I got the message and didn't want to show up late, but man. Didn't know I sucked so much at running." Though she was fairly fit for a video game character (probably not in reality anymore, unfortunately), Emma was not up to sprinting before she had her second cup of coffee. Just the thought was nearly criminal, and actually doing it had been a nightmare.

She took in another breath, then began to fix her hair. Things in EDEN were amazingly realistic, she'd give the Gamekeepers that, but Emma wished that having her hair messed up by the wind wasn't one of the games features. Maybe if she actually bothered to wear a ponytail, though...

Emma glanced over at Raijin. If memory served her correct, she had known him from near the beginning of the game, way back when she didn't have anything figured out. They had become friends easily enough, and without him Emma was sure that she would have accidentally killed off her character long ago.

With the other guild members, Emma felt the same. She saw it all as a group of five very odd friends rather than a guild or team-mates, really, but perhaps they were the same thing. Not like she knew. Emma hadn't been on many sports teams and the only guilds she had ever heard of where the ones that ancient craftsmen had, but it sounded like a good guess. Whatever they were, Emma had grown to appreciate them. Now if they could manage to not die before an easy way out of the game was found, that'd be fantastic!

Maybe she was wishing for too much, but positivity was her A-Game and it was 90% of what she had. She would prefer for not anyone in EDEN to die, yet so many were tossing their lives out on the line in those idiotic tournaments, it was hard to control it. Not as if Emma could stop any one them, but the fact that all those people had been so stupid made her want to grab them by the arms and smack them across their faces.

Emma thought about that for awhile; an worth of thought, actually. She had closed her eyes for what felt like only five minutes, and was surprised when she felt the train coming to a halt. Emma's eyes snapped open, and with embarrassment she hoped that Raijin didn't think she had been napping. That'd be even worse than her showing up late! She had hardly talked to him the whole ride, and now it looked like she had been sleeping. Uhg.

"Well... that sure took awhile, didn't it?" Emma said as she pulled herself out of her seat. The doors to the train slid open, and with a sigh of relief she followed the crowd out, making sure Raijin was behind her as she went.