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(GS3) Field: Hotel

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Crystalia:
Miyuki stretched and looked around the room. She had slept longer than she'd meant to, and Hana had already left. She shrugged and left the room to go the lobby. There was some stuff she had to take care of anyway. It was slightly sad that she probably wouldn't be able to look around much today, but there was still tomorrow, or the day after.


Eventually she returned to the room, and fell into a light sleep again. She was still jetlagged apparently, and was just feeling tired in general. She woke after hearing Hana call for her. 'Hmm? Y-yeah I'm awake. Where are we going?'

Hope:
She was caught by surprise when Mi-hime popped up behind her. "Oh!" She exclaimed upon turning around. Mi-hime looked like she just woke up, a strange jet-lagged sleeping schedule, but perfect timing with the reservation. Hana walked up to Mi-hime and looked her straight in the eye and held her hand.

"Mi-hime get ready, w-we're going on that d-deito today..." She blushed and almost turned away as she said it.

Crystalia:
'O-oh ok~ You did say we were going to go on a date sometime.' She could see Hana blushing, and wondered briefly why. She quickly went to make sure she wasn't a total mess, then returned to Hana.

'Alright, I'm ready to go.' She took her hand, ready to follow her to wherever they were going.

Cipher Izanagi:
After exploring New York, what parts he felt comfortable doing so right now, Seifer returned to the hotel. Opting to lounge around the lobby for a little while, the brunette male picked up one of the random magazines that were obligatory in hotel lobbies, the generic magazines about housing and the like. The one he'd decided to pick up though was about fishing, and while he wasn't entirely big on it, he thought it seemed somewhat interesting to read about and possible explore later on in life as a past time. Flipping through the cheap paper feel of the magazine, Seifer sat down on one of the lobby couches and relaxed, losing himself and his sense of time for the immediate future.

AlwaysAwake:
 Alexander had flown in to NYC to see the vanguard circuit up close, wanting to both catch the sights and hope to see top class fighters going at it live. He seemed a tad exhausted, not having caught any sleep on the twelve hour flight, not to mention having been awake the whole day before the fight to boot. Luckily he was able to see the fights he had missed on the flight there, the circuit having been broadcoasted during the journey much to his joy.

Though, as he checked into the hotel, he had a pained expression on his face. Sorting out his things within the hotel room as his thoughts lay elsewhere, the disappointment of not having been able to participate in the regional or national tournaments echoing in his mind. His thoughts wandered as he imagined himself on the stage with all the others there now. He sighed, the breath of air itself being something similar to him breathing out his negative thoughts, smacking his palms against his face to bring him back to reality. "I'll have my chance some other time." The words spoken as encouragement, trying to not keep himself down over his bad luck.

Hastily, he had finally settled into the hotel. His clothing and other personal items placed in both comfortable yet secure locations, but having soon came to the conclusion that staying inside would just worsen his mood he quickly grabbed his phone, deck case, wallet, and keys. Giving the case a tiny look, opening it to eye the mechanical dragon which lay at it's forefront. "We still gotta show what we can do, partner." Speaking to his card, the idea of what he was doing dawning on him as his eyes hastily looked to his sides, hoping no one saw him. Of course, the card didn't respond back, or more that even if it did their words would have fallen on deaf ears.

As he headed out of the hotel it had finally registered to him that he had no idea where he was going. New york being a sprawling metropolis that confused even it's native inhabitants, this may have been a bad move on the lads part. He hoped his rudimentary english skills would suffice, walking onwards, the direction he was heading likely going towards Central Park. For Alexander it honestly didn't matter where he was going, as long as he got to see the circuit matches, and possibly enjoy a few vanguard fights, he would be more than content on that alone.

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