<strong>Ronin - Looking for people he knows.</strong><br/><br/>A crowd had begun to gather outside the building.  It looked like everyone from the gallery had survived, but it was far too early to tell, and it was definitely too early to celebrate since everything he owned was going up in smoke at that very moment.  Things could be replaced, but it still hurt to see it happen anyway, but the newest member of the WR team was more worried about the few friends he had made out here.  Lulu, Paul, where in the Hell were they?  "Paul, Lulu?  You guys out here?!"  He called out, as dozens of other people were trying to find their own friends among the crowd.  Sirens from the firetrucks and ambulances blocked out most of his calls, but Ronin wasn't about to give up as he saw a flash of red hair and made his way through the sea of people.<br/><br/>Seeing Lulu at last, Ronin stopped in front of her, unsure if hugging was a good idea in this mess though he badly wanted to considering how their morning had begun.  "Glad you made it Lulu."  Ronin called out, a look of sheer relief on his face as coughed a few times, his lungs still a bit bothered by the smoke he had inhaled on the way out.