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Yume Tsuki:
Yume Tsuki

Entering the catacombs Yume looked around for any suspicious people, but it was no easy task. There were many people around. She was wearing her usual coat, with the hood covering her head. She noticed Salvador in the mass of people due to his large posture. He seemed to be shaking his head to the salesman she had bought the scarf from. Of course Salvador wouldn't buy anything from that man, those items are mainly used for having an advantage in a fight. She kept her scarf in a small bag she carried with her in case her opponent actually was the murderer. But how would she recognize someone like that? And how was it possible for the murderer to kill someone in an astral battle? Out of habit her arm was resting on the bag. It was her way of keeping her things safe, and it was a pretty natural position due to the bag hanging at the right height. She walked along with the mass of astral battlers keeping an eye out for pink hair.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas and Denis

Denis was looking around, getting extremely nervous. It wasn't exactly crowded in the catacombs but there were a lot of people, and not to mention his natural fear of the catacombs, which is natural with its chain of dark alleyways and tunnels, he has no idea who could be around the next corner. If not for Nexalas, he would skip tonight's battle, after all Nexalas seemed a little distracted as he often spaced out. Nexalas was thinking about how he'll astral battle tonight, as he doesn't know what his astral will do. He tried communicating, but X wont respond at all,not even with a smart remark. He wondered if it was the fight with Link that got him silent, as his pride was wounded.
So how will this work exactly? Do we just walk up there when its time?
Nexalas looked at Denis as his train of thought was broken. No, usually they call specific names up to fight. Hows your paranoia holding up?
Well, I'm not having constant panic attacks so... okay I guess.
Nexalas thought for a moment, then smiled. Well I'm glad, because the worst part about this is to wait for things to start.
They both sighed, and then waited for the main event to begin, they were at a spot where there weren't that many people, so they ere relatively easy to spot.

Yume Tsuki:
Yume Tsuki

Yume kept looking around and noticed pink hair in a less crowded area. She headed right for it and eventually stood behind them. She remained silent. 'Well Yume, what are you waiting for. You're supposed to ask him. Just be like: "Hey, I wanted to ask why you passed out at the tournament yesterday." No wait, that is stupid to ask... Just stay quiet and come up with a better way to ask the question without seeming like a total weirdo.' Curiosity kept poking her, but her shyness kept her quiet.

WhistfulSoul:
Soul

Soul was waiting for the next event to begin, again with his hoodie up to hide himself. It was such a sudden event too, probably nobody expected it. But, as evident by the same faces from the previous night, he could tell that everyone was excited for tonight as well. He noticed the blonde girl acting a little strange next to Nexalas and his friend from the warehouse. He saw a big brute of a man shaking his head to the Stranger. "So now he's in the know as well."

Looking around again he spotted Dagen, surprised that he was there so quickly after the previous incident. He walked over and held his hand up for a fist-bump, and wanted to ask, "Hey, how're you feeling from earlier?", but what actually came out of his mouth was, "Who're you looking to fight with now?

The-Blades-slave:
Ash and Misty
Ash shivered slightly as he and Misty descended into the catacombs, shaking the rain off his jacket. He could hear the storm still raging, drowning out the shouting and general chaos of the underground meeting. He turned to Misty. "You ready?" whether he liked it or not, tonight was not a normal meeting. The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife (or was that just him?), and the noise of the place seemed more intimidating than normal. It was not going to be fun.

Misty nodded, letting her hair out of the normal sideways ponytail and sliding the scrunchy onto her wrist. "Hey Ash, for the record, I think you made the right call with Efi. Something doesn't feel right." The aforementioned boy had been left at the warehouse, asleep on the couch wrapped up in a blanket, book beside him on the table. Most of the time they brought him with them, but Ash had told her not wake him up. He hadn't said why, but the she could guess.

They finally connected with the main group of people. There was the normal hype, pushing and shoving, people making bets on who would be called to battle. Ash heard his name a few times. normally he would have turned to Misty and bragged about how many people knew him, now he didn't even turn around. They could see Sal in the corner, isolated from everyone but a lone hunched figure, who he was shaking his head at angrily. Dagen and Soul were in another corner talking, and Nexalas in his friend a ways away. Neither made an effort to go over to them.

The two were there tonight to help Stan and gain information, not hang around with friends. Ash had actually considered not showing up, but he and Misty had agreed they needed to. He wasn't as well known as the triad, but he was respected in the underground. People would notice his absence... even telling himself that repeatedly, he felt like he had made a terrible mistake.

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