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[Akimatsu]

Leaning against the the bar, the black haired male seemed to grin while conversing with one of the bartenders, an old friend. Tapping on the glass top with his knuckles, he took the last swig of what remained in a sake bottle before putting it down and taking a few steps toward the door as the club finished up closing. "Miyabigaoka, huh...? Tch, center of Air Trecks my ass." The male chuckled before hoisting an AT back marked with a red and black team sticker on it. Walking across the empty floor, Shuurai could only shake his head, this town a far cry from the Tokyo he had grown to love. 'Less people though...', he commented internally.

[Akimatsu]

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"Ora...?" He looked up towards Mukuro while still rolling backwards at a steady pace. Chuckling aloud, his electric blue gaze clashed with his attire and the ATs, but they seemed to hold genuine interest. "Well, well if it isn't the Tar King himself... Mukuro~." The young male seemed to tease, almost like an older brother who hadn't been home in years. Which technically, that was the case. "Welp. Figured I'd better get off my ass and check out what the competition back home was like~. 'Sides, the Abyss Watchers gotta uphold our title, eh?” Now stopped, he shoved his hands onto the pockets of the black overcoat he wore, looking up at the moon.

[Akimatsu]

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Throwing his hands up in submission to Niko's equally hard stubbornness, Inabikari stifled a small laugh. The Tar King... Just like the others who were so set in their ways. It reminded him of why he was glad to leave.

Nevertheless, the subject brought up was a tender one. The rider in question had been brought in rather recently and he hadn't had much time to really 'see', the term used by those who felt roads rather than throwing around the term. "I can't say for sure. But there's potential, that's certain~. Worried?"

[Kiyomi]

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Jojo landed on top the building in front of the spa. She gazed at the entrance a moment before hoping down, making her way towards the doors. She wasn't her usual self, this was shown by the plain expression on her face. With her head down she paused for a moment, shuffling through the pocket of a large sweatshirt, which belonged to Jirou, looking for the room key she was given during her last visit.

[Bloodedge]

The white-haired Sky Queen of the first generation Gravity Children, Takeuchi Roze, had occupied the majority of her day in a secret location, training what could be called her successor to the Sonia Road. After such bothersome activity, she thought to relax at her favorite hangout, even in the absence of the Flame King who managed it. When she arrived, she was surprised to see another member of the Kujo family. This wasn't one she was familiar with, but one she'd seen in passing a few times, and perhaps shared a few words with on one or two occasions. Roze wasn't really one for entertaining children, but... this one was the sibling of a good friend and companion, so she thought she'd at least play nice. "Yo, Sparky," she said most nonchalantly, adding a pat to the top of the lass' head as she stepped into the building.

[Kiyomi]

The young Flame Queen flinched when she felt a hand being place on her head, she glanced back only to find it was one of her brothers friend. She had a vacant look in her eyes before forcing an smile towards the white haired woman, " Good evening..." she paused before recalling the woman's name, "Roze-nee." She had heard her brother refer to this woman by such, and didn't know another name to address her by. "Do you know if Ichi-nii is here?"

[Bloodedge]

It seemed the young Flame Queen sought a bit of information from Roze when she passed. When an inquiry was provided, the woman turned around to view the child, which she did with a raised brow after having a proper look in her direction. "No. He's... on vacation," she said. In all technicality, the Flame King had simply extended his week-long vacation by an extra month for training purposes, but that was a bit of information that didn't need to be shared. "What's eatin' you, squirt?"

[Kiyomi]

Jojo's face twitched at the news, she'd heard he was away but she wasn't aware it was extended. She hadn't seen much of her eldest brother since she was released from the hospital. As she thought about it she began to recall her defeat, she shook the thought out of her head before speaking, "Oh nothing really I just hadn't seen him in a while, plus Ji-nii invited Satoshi-kun over to drink and watch football. He started yelling at the screen for some reason so I left. Though he forgot to wash clothes again." She said glancing down at the sweat shirt which hung off her small frame like a dress.

Being more direct she spoke, "I wanted to talk about something that happened a while ago is all.", though she tried to sound confident her voice cracked halfway through, causing she smile towards the woman to fall for a moment before resuming her pretend cheerfulness. "Thanks for letting me know Roze-nee. Anyway, I might as well enjoy myself while I'm here right?" she smiled at Roze trying not to let her own thoughts and feelings show on her face.

[Bloodedge]

"Makes sense. He's about the only one of us who'll hang out with that guy," Roze commented on the topic of Jirou having Satoshi as a visitor. Even though the latter had recently showcased a redeeming quality or two, long before that, Jirou had been one of few to acknowledge him as a comrade. Moving right along, Roze let herself into the building, leaving the door open behind her, holding to the assumption that the child would be following suit. "Alright, I'll bite. Talk my head off, kid. I've got nothing better to do anyway," she said in passing. There was obviously something bothering the young Flame Queen, in spite of any efforts to conceal it. If nothing else, perhaps fishing for information could provide Roze with a source of small talk while she relaxed herself.

[Apollymi]

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[Kiyomi]

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Jojo left a trail of flames in her wake, as she landed in front of entrance to the Skytree. She glanced up, trying to see the peak of the tree, yet only when she squinted did she see a glimpse of it. She took a deep breathe before rolling towards the doors. She had made up her mind that she was ready to become the team member her peers sought out. With one push she opened the doors making her way to the second level which the Akatsuki had made their hideout.

"OI! Is anyone home?" She called out hoping to get a response.

[Bloodedge]

450 meters from ground level, within the Tokyo Skytree's secondary observatory which the team Akatsuki called their base, was the silver-haired Blast King of the third generation Gravity Children. The observatory had been heavily modified for incredible living conditions, and thus, the boy sat upon a luxurious couch with an 80" flat-screen television before him, and a video game controller in hand. At the moment of the Flame Queen's arrival to the observatory, he seemed to be enjoying a cigarette while playing a rather fast-paced racing game of sorts. Hearing the child's voice, he peered over his shoulder for just long enough to confirm that this was, indeed, Jolyne. "The fuck're you doin' here? How'd you even find us?"

[Apollymi]

"Racing? Really... like you don't get enough of that." these were words spoken by a purple haired girl with a short pineapple hair cut. The right side of her hair being pushed in front of her face. Soon enough though her visible purple eye would look over the couch at the girl who'd come to see them. And upon having a quick look at the girl she scoffed. She'd then gracefully shift on to the back of the luxurious couch facing the young blonde lass while the boy played his game. "I am also curious... though there are a couple of obvious answers I'll avoid saying while you tell us." she mentioned perturbed by this entire situation. If nothing else, the small girl in front of her, seemed to be utterly capable of getting under the Dream Queen's skin in recent times, and this seemed to have only gotten worse since the girl's absence.

[Kiyomi]

Jolyne kept a straight face as she was greeted with mild tones of hostility, "Well, it's not often you hear about someone capturing the Skytree." She answered The Blast King, glancing around the decked out arrangements that had been made.
She clenched her fist slightly to regain confidence from the lack of friendliness coming from their tones. She cleared her throat, addressing both of her peers this time, "I wanted to join. For a while I was just acting like a brat, but I am now the teammate that you require of me." Though she kept stable on the outside on the inside she felt uneasy, yet couldn't place why.

[Bloodedge]

"Fuck no I don't! I mean, yeah, I get to race a lot... but I dig cars. It's more about pimpin' the rides than racing anyway; I just gotta make the money to do it." These were the Blast King Hayato's words toward the purple-haired lass. He continued his game-play, but left an ear open for the retort(s) of the Flame Queen. True enough, her words were those of an individual who had found their faults and acknowledged them, but words were only words at the end of the day. He paused, putting the controller on the coffee table thereafter to free himself up for the sake of looking in Jolyne's direction. "So you just wanna join now? And you think you're the member we need, after we went and got somebody else 'cause you were givin' us shit," he said. Before going on an all-out tangent, the Blast King sighed, forcing himself into a moment of possible optimism to fit what morals he expected their team's leader to uphold. "Prove it."