Call to arms.

[silentcalling]

It was time. Shigure Yamaoka, long-time member of the Company, had finally come to a conclusion. An entire week had passed for him that always began the same way. Something was wrong, and only a few people were aware of it. He needed help, and fast. Hopefully, if this worked, people would come, and then they would know as well what to do.

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[companygirl_e]

She was laying in her bed, clicking through her iPod and swinging her legs behind her.

Come to Me.

Elle jumped up and shook the thought from her head.

Come to Me.

"No, thank you, douche." she muttered.

Come to Me.

The thought would not leave her mind. She narrowed her eyes in frustration and pulled the headphones from her ears. There was only one person she could think of, Shigure Yamaoka, who she had met a handful of times in the past and her father told her that he could 'call people' like a telephone in their minds.

"Freakin' Shigure," Elle muttered. "This had better be good."

As she exited her room, she noticed she was not the only person alerted to this call. This worked to her advantage, seeing as it meant she wouldn't have to beg her father to leave, and it also meant her request would not be rejected...so she hoped.

Shortly afterward she found herself at a hotel, scanning the lobby for anyone she recognized.

[silentcalling]

Shigure relaxed in an arm chair in the main lobby. Technically, it had been fourdays after he'd met with Eden, but this morning had marked more than a week since that experience, five days since the world started repeating the same day. No one had come to the hotel yet, that he knew of, but it should be soon. Oftentimes, to ignore a summons from Shigure Yamaoka caused some measure of insanity in the subject, an obsessive devotion.

Scanning the area again, he finally saw someone that he sensed his mark upon. A young blonde woman. The daughter of one of the Company heads. Elle Bishop. Standing up, he waved a tattooed arm at her.

[companygirl_e]

"Oh gee, what a shocker. Its you" Elle huffed.

She plopped herself down in the chair next to where Shigure has been sitting and draped her legs over the arm.

"So, what's the story morning glory?"

She was acting as though she had places to be, people to see and in truth she had neither. She just liked to hold an air of importance, a holier than thou attitude. It wasn't any of his concern that she had no life whatsoever.