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located in Unnamed City, a part of Arc 4, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Aziz Harumi Character Portrait: Kujo Nobuyuki Character Portrait: Kazenari Tohsaka Character Portrait: Hayato Morikawa
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Room 507 - 7:20 PM

"I suppose...school-sponsored killings? No, no." Aziz shook off the immediate thoughts that flooded his mind when he heard Kujo mention something about connections and friends in high places. "School won't do anything like that. I mean, it is their image. Plus, these girls are all little goody-two shoes. Won't they normally go after scum first?"

Seeing the lunch box placed before him, Aziz nodded as thanks and partook of some of the food, all the while speaking up about his thoughts. "Then there's our tuition. Why bite the hand that feeds them? Less students, less revenue. Regardless of how they see the green, school's won't run without money."

Aziz gulped down a bite as he let his words sink in to his roommate. "Whoah! This is great! Who made it man? Should I think of expanding to the food industry, I may just call for their help!"



The Sagittarius - 6:40 PM

"I'd imagine that would depend on how the neighborhood you'll be patrolling will take to them." Kazenari addresses the man's inquiry about arming his men with guard dogs. Kazenari herself, wasn't very good around dogs and is quite fearful of them to some degree so she imagined other people may have a similar perception.

"You could probably limit them to three or four dogs per neighborhood. It would depend on their own regulations really..." Having finished their meal, Kazenari calls the waiter over to inform him that they were ready to pay up. It didn't take too long and after leaving the tip, she soon headed for the doors.



Emerald Gardens Entrance - 6:50 PM

"Well Morikawa-san, I suppose this is where we part ways. We can always meet up here if you want to discuss some things." Kazenari prepares to bid the man farewell. Before going on her way, she took out her phone--a rather fancy looking black Android.

"Could I have your contact if you don't mind? We'll be trading information a lot over the next few days."