Maisy shrugged, aware that she didn't NEED to apologize...but still, shit sucked. [color=BC8F8F][b]"Didn't even leave with a snazzy one-liner? Nothing about having to go save the world? Jeez...It was whatshisname, right? I've heard a lot of people keep talking about how he always talks like he's the next King of Games, but nobody's ever seen him...actually do anything."[/b][/color] Maisy said, placing her hands behind her neck as she looked towards the door. Scratching the back of her neck for a moment, Maisy wondered if she could offer some words of encouragement beyond an apology and flashed a small smile, saying: [color=BC8F8F][b]"Well, on the bright side, Transformer didn't verbally crucify you."[/b][/color] before crossing her arms in front of her chest and nodding to herself, adding: [color=BC8F8F][b]"Wonder how bad he'll get chewed out for just up and running away..."[/b][/color] as more of a hopeful afterthought as she imagined Shinrei having to do 10000 Draws with Transformer slapping the cards out of his hand each time. Like those training sequences in those old Jean-Claude Magnum movies.

Regardless of tasteful imagery of Shinrei Torture Porn, Maisy turned to Brad and asked: [color=BC8F8F][b]"Soooo...planning on doing any duels later today to make up for not getting one from Mr. Pro?"[/b][/color], kind of wondering what sort of deck Brad had anyway. She hadn't really seen everybody's entrance duels, so a lot of the starter decks were a mystery to her, save for Akemi's, Vincent's, Hayate's, Ignia's, and Ethel's. Oh, and Andre's...but all she really knew was that he had Armageddon Knights.