#maya 02

They did stay in touch in the days that followed their first encounter. After a few texts here and there, they had agreed that it was risky for Maya to try to sneak him into the computer room without any of her friends finding out. If he could start working on something without compromising her, that was their best bet. So in the end they planned the best course of action for now was for Maya to take pictures of all the technological setup her friend had built to grant access to his friends to The Grid. Jonas needed to know what kind of hardware he’d be dealing with so he could he find a way to build something. That was the first step. So when he heard Maya’s voice on the other side of the intercom’s line, he knew she had come to show him the pictures and explain everything he needed to know about the technology he’d face soon. Jonas buzzed her in and after a minute there was a knock on his door. “Hey, come on in” he said as he stepped aside, letting her into his apartment.

Looking up at the bulletin board, Ryou’s eye twitched slightly. The majority of jobs were either out of his experience, were ultra-specific, or were already full. No matter which one he chose it would be easier in comparison to working at the NAB, though probably with more questionable looks than anything else. It’d have to be somewhere close to the station since the only way to get back would be by train and honestly? He didn’t trust walking around that late with just Gale Blade as his special move. 

You never appreciate being in a city until roughing it out in the forest for the sake of survival. These three times definately made him learn how to go about by himself and with other people, though one other thing did come back to his mind. How was the girl and the Pokèmon that he helped out back there? After they were thrown back onto the destroyed city he was more preoccupied with not dying again.

Riding around with Seiga, he couldn’t help but to notice a familiar purple hakama(?) and slowed around, the chocobo crooning in reply.