After shopping around in item stores and the like for several minutes, Doce still hadn't found what she'd been hoping for. She thought of going to the customization booth next when a chat opened up between her, JD, and the others.<span style="font-style: italic">The reason for this game has come into question?</span>she thought sarcastically.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh no!</span>Her tone flattened,<span style="font-style: italic">As if I didn't see that coming.</span>She was curious to learn what JD had uncovered and started toward the Duelist building right away. She was there in no longer than three minutes.<br/><br/>She looked around, not noticing anything she thought was particularly unusual. "Is there a reason we had to meet here? In this highly populated, not-at-all-private, probably monitored public area?" She crossed her arms and tapped a foot. If he had anything to say which might upset the GameMaster, it would be better to say it in privet. Goodness, though, she was being sassy. Something about being in a different body under a different identity bolstered her confidence. But still, she was more agreeable as Frahlah<span style="font-style: italic">Either their dispositions are affecting me, my manners are devolving, or I'm subconsciously mimicking their characters,</span>she considered briefly.