All the gladiators in the room heard a shriek coming from the air vent. It surprised most of them except for the lady in purple, who was smiling cynically. After the commotion was over, Luke asked everyone if they had seen or known a man in black with long, red hair. And this time, he had no intention to let his question slide.

"No, I haven't seen him," Pluto answered out of the blue, "but that "Zoroak" you are looking for..." She paused, and let gave him one of her mischievous smile.

"I am not in a position to answer that. My apologies."

Cyber virus continues crawling through the air vents, left hand searing with pain and leaving a blood trail. But then notices, that one guy is asking an awful lot, perhaps the ghost can use this to his advantage. The man walked away from the room and went and sat down with a sigh hopelessly lost on where the person he was searching for could be, the stick figure moved towards a vent nearby the man. "PSST, Over here." Cyber virus was telling the man, "I have info on that guy your searching for, all you have to say is taru barrekt nicto. and you will get your information." Instantly after he told that lie Cyber virus can feel the clone fighting for his body back.

He heard the clone telling JUST what he needed to hear. But Luke was suspicious as always, so he entered his Aura Vision mode and scanned his feeling. His aura was strange, it felt like a mix of two different kinds. Then Luke remembered something about a "Electric Ghost" who (apparently) joined wRHG. And along with the ghost's feeling of anxiety and expectation, he knew he would get nothing out of it. So Luke pretended that he didn't hear him and continued to ask others.

"Damn it, I must find another way." The ghost was now trying as hard as possible to crawl through the vents but the clone was fighting against him, he was constantly smashing against the sides of the metal ducts and eventually the ghost managed to get the stick figure to move all the way to the main room and found lexel still talking to people through the vents. The ghost picked up a small pepple and threw it at Lexel's head which got his attention instantly "PSST, its me the clone. Look I know I did something bad by taking your wallet, do you mind finding it in your heart to bury the hatchet, lets say Taru barrekt nicto as the words of trust." The soul of the clone was now fighting vigorously, if this didn't work then the ghost will have no choice but to kill the body he is in currently. Which will suck because he will then fly back to his old body within the coffin.

Clanging and banging, the air vent seems to be filled with something.
All wRHGs down in the room looked up at the air vent, and suddenly, a large chunk of the vent fall down from the ground.
Inside it was clone of Lexel, grabbing up his head, screaming out like a little girl.
He speak up words, burbled out with his current state, where he grabs his head and turned it round and round.

"What happens to him?", Arvine said.

Not fully aware of what recently happened, Chance notices a piece of the air vent falling the ceiling. As it clanged against the floor, Chance noticed a black stick fighure that seemed to resemble the cartoon man he had met earlier.
"How strange..." he said quietly as he waved a silent goodbye to the rude little girl.
There was a table close to being under the vent, so he took his chance. He took a jogging start, and leapt off the table with one foot. Chance grabs the sides of the air vent and swings himself gracefully and silently into the vent with the stick.
"Hey, you look familiar." He says calmly.

#Chance is a big flirt.... For both sides >.>

After Chance leaving him, Sebastian sat on a table and thoroughly inspected his notebook to gauge its damage for a while. Thankfully everything seemed to be in place.
Just as the nobleman closed it, part of the air vent fell down and the moment he raised his head to get a better look at it he sighed. Lexel's clone was causing a commotion again.
Deciding he wanted nothing to do with that, Sebastian noticed a short, pale woman with long dark hair and deep brown eyes behind a pair of silver glasses sitting in a nearby couch.
It stroke him as someone he felt like he had seen before and seconds later remembered reading Bodacious' battle report of his fight against her, as well as hearing first-hand the cowboy's own version.
Growing curious, the blonde teenager moved towards her and greeted her with a smile as he placed his arms on top of the couch, bending slightly:
"Hello. If I recall correctly, you're Pluto, right?"

Solutum sighed softly and stepped through his own little portal into Stickpage. This time he found himself in a lounge-esque area which seemed to be teeming with various other figures. Immediately he was greeted with the rules. "No fighting huh? That's different for SP." Solutum simply shrugged and continued on. Already he could see how everyone was occupying themselves either wrecking the place, casually chatting, or something inbetween. He decided to take a back seat to all of it and explore the self service cafeteria. Solutum's heart nearly leaped from his chest as he saw all of the food! With the clanking of armor Solutum rushed the cafeteria and pilled food upon food onto a tray, grabbing a second one to do the same. With two full trays of food and a mouthful of candy Solutum happily made his way way back to the main lounge where he sprawled himself onto a couch and began his feast. It was nice to indulge from time to time.

Isn't that Lexel? He looks like a bit darker to me.. He did tell me about a clone earlier.
''Hey, Lexel!'' He ignored me. I figured it was the clone, and I saw Lexel's wallet in his hand. I generated a hammer and smashed the clone, he was unable to move for a few minutes, so I grabbed the wallet. Hm.. The right thing to do would be to return it, but my stomach growled. Hey, there's a vending machine over there!

*Munches on vending machine snacks*

Hehehe... Lexel will never know! Oh crap, I see him at the corne. I'm outta here!
''HEY! ISN'T THAT MY WALLET!''
I gotta run faster!
''MONTANA!! COME BACK HERE!''

Cyber virus pulled the possessed body up but it was still fighting against him, he managed to stand up but then the Lexel clone charged straight in a wall. It ended up breaking his nose. "GAAAAAH" Cyber virus screamed after his nose broke but he still faces the problem of actually finding someone to say "the magic words"

Chance found no interest in staying in the vent, as it seemed it would get his suit dirty.
"Hmph..." he grumbled, dropping down from the vent. He landed swiftly and turns back towards the girl, but the blonde boy, Sebastian, caught his eye. He couldn't help but stare at him...

Cyber virus was pushed out of the body of Lexels clone due to him lying to much, it was violent and ending up killing the poor clone but that is one thing the ghost didn't care about. The thing he cared about was now that he didn't get anybody to say any of "the magic words" he is now being force back towards his original coffin, he tried moving away from but something was forcing Cyber virus back but he didn't do much on his attempt to escape and was forced back into the coffin.

The ghostly man looks around and sees his dead body lying next to him inside a rotted wooden coffin, "Damn, looks like next rainfall until I can be freed."

#I will return to this thread next rainfall.

Bl.An.C. watched the events. Data was valuable in terms of combat, and these people were showing off parts of them here.

The room was getting crowded now with people talking as they stood whilst others idled by sitting on the couch [like him] and doing things to pass the time. No one really took notice to the black suited figure and although he itched to retract his helm, he would not risk allowing possible enemies to know that he is human...It would be advantageous that they know him only as an android, unless of course it would benefit him that they knew but that would be a different matter altogether. The pseudo android silently kept up his act as a dust collector at the side of the room, watching contently at the scene being displayed. Every bit of information viewed and sorted out later. Then deleted.