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Walking down the streets, it did not matter where people turned their gaze, they would see something relating back to the same thing. It had been almost a month since the virus spread through the Digital Rider network, taking down three of the four servers. All around the world, every news network, newspaper, magazine, blog, or even casual conversations still talked about the matter, and despite how many resources were being pull in order to deal with the situation, there was not sign of things getting better, as nothing the programmers could do seemed to be able to budge the mysterious virus.
"I have the worse luck in the entire world!" A voice proclaimed loudly, causing Enishi to sigh and sweatdrop as he continue to walk through the streets. "I just can't freaking believe it!"
Sighing again, Enishi took his Rider Terminal from its strap on the side of his belt and brought it up in front of him. "Don't you think you're being a little over-dramatic, Birth?" He asked as he offered his Digital Rider a kind smile.
From inside the RT, Birth folded his arms and looked away indignantly. "Of course not!" He exclaimed. "It took me a whole year to convince you to go to the East Server, and just as we get invited to an official League Tournament, this virus decides to screw it all up!"
The brunette boy simply shook his head. "What are you talking about? We've been on League's tournaments before." He pointed out. "We even won some of them."
A short, sarcastic laugh sounded from the green and silver RT. "Those don't count, this was our chance for the big leagues!" Birth complained. The Avatar the started rant about how the whole world was conspiring against them.
A third sigh escaped Enishi. "I'm sure they start making tournaments in the South Server soon enough..." He said even though he was sure his Digital Rider could not even heard him over his rant. Even though Birth was really overreacting, the Avatar was right on something, there was more than meets the eye about the whole situation with the virus, and Enishi could not shake the feeling that things were about to get worse.
"I have the worse luck in the entire world!" A voice proclaimed loudly, causing Enishi to sigh and sweatdrop as he continue to walk through the streets. "I just can't freaking believe it!"
Sighing again, Enishi took his Rider Terminal from its strap on the side of his belt and brought it up in front of him. "Don't you think you're being a little over-dramatic, Birth?" He asked as he offered his Digital Rider a kind smile.
From inside the RT, Birth folded his arms and looked away indignantly. "Of course not!" He exclaimed. "It took me a whole year to convince you to go to the East Server, and just as we get invited to an official League Tournament, this virus decides to screw it all up!"
The brunette boy simply shook his head. "What are you talking about? We've been on League's tournaments before." He pointed out. "We even won some of them."
A short, sarcastic laugh sounded from the green and silver RT. "Those don't count, this was our chance for the big leagues!" Birth complained. The Avatar the started rant about how the whole world was conspiring against them.
A third sigh escaped Enishi. "I'm sure they start making tournaments in the South Server soon enough..." He said even though he was sure his Digital Rider could not even heard him over his rant. Even though Birth was really overreacting, the Avatar was right on something, there was more than meets the eye about the whole situation with the virus, and Enishi could not shake the feeling that things were about to get worse.