Aryn looked up at Vergil as he face-planted himself into the couch across from him. He blinked tiredly a few times at this display, wondering if perhaps he had been overlooked somehow in spite of being in plain sight.<em>'Weird kid. Weird circumstances. Strange happenings. ...Whatever, I don't even wanna look at this guy right now, things are bad enough as they are without adding to the madness.' </em><br/><br/>Aryn closed his laptop, grabbed his boken, and headed up to the second floor without saying a word, paused for a moment, then went into the guys restroom. He took stock of himself in the mirror. The rings under his eyes were pretty dark by now, and although he was clean and his hair was looking alright, his eyes really detracted from what he normally had going for himself. He wore a dark blue short sleeved shirt today, a random selection really, and you could see that he had some decent muscle tone in his arms. Not as much as he thought he should have, especially considering how hard he trained at Kendo, but respectable nevertheless. After a few moments of self examination, he pops back out and looks to one of the chairs and...<br/><br/>"Oh, Kari. You didn't go to school today either, huh? Is that coffee?" He sounds intent when he gets to the word 'coffee'. "May I... have some? Gah, what am I doing, we have more important things to discuss. Much more important things."<br/><br/>He finds himself a seat and sets his laptop aside for a moment. "Something's up. You might say I had a run in with that rival gang of yours. We seriously need to do something about this. Any ideas? Cause I swear to god I'm going to pummel the living shit out of the next crazy thing that happens."