[b][h1]Ezekiel[/h1][/b]

Ezekiel blushed slightly at the man's reassurance, but glad that the man didn't think less of him for his lack of ability. As they approached the stadium, the sheer number of connections that were present were almost too much for him to take in, but after a few moments his eyes adjusted to their presence, allowing him to study everything around him. Turning his gaze to the lacrima vision screens, he quickly traced a path between it and the actual events, raising an eyebrow as he view the battle in the distance. At this distance, everything was a little difficult to make out in detail, but he could sense a lot of attention being directed at the tall structure where a number of people were standing their ground against the oncoming horde. Looking to the others, he noticed that one of those engaging the tower had fallen to the ground and was being held by a rather intense amount of sadness and loss, possibly even guilt. He felt bad for them, and almost wished he could've been there so he could help, even if it was a temporary bit of relief, but Ezekiel was certain that if he was in a mess like that, he'd be dead for sure.

[b]"I wonder why that Phoenix girl is so sad, it so hard to tell from this far away."[/b] Ezekiel said -finding out more about the sad person after a few moments more of study- in an absent-minded fashion, completely unaware that not only had the man continued talking about his daughter, but he'd been standing in front of the guild master for about a minute now staring off into the distance, nor did he notice that the amount of cats on his person had some how tripled as they had traveled through the stadium.

[@Hatakekuro]
[@Zarkun]

[color=Crimson][h1][center]Argus Leandros[/center][/h1][/color]

[color=Crimson]"Cool arm."[/color] Argus would take note as his companion took a second to light up a cigarette. He was going to follow it up with a question of how he got it, but decided against it, lest he accidentally offend the man. Last thing he needed to do was cause another scene. However, when the man spoke about him making a good impression, Argus couldn't help but burst into a fit of pained laughter, holding his stomach as he rode it out. Once it had gotten out of his system, a simple shake of his head and a small snicker would seem to be the only answer the likely confused vagabond would get. 

However, Argus would look his future guildmate in the eye as he seemed ready to tell a bit of a tale.

[color=Crimson]"I'm going to have to say that first impressions aren't my strong suit. I've already gotten myself on the bad side of, at the very least, 2 of my fellow guild mages, but most likely the whole guild probably views me with a less than favorable eye. Not unfairly, though, as I think I may have almost started a guild war after pulling a prank on one of the Phoenix Wing members, then promptly getting into a rather destructive confrontation with them the following day when they came for revenge. To be fair, the prank [i]may[/i] have been a bit much, and I was the main cause of damage , so the fault is mostly on me. Still need to apologize to the crazy chick, now that I think about it, but as it is, we probably won't get to Crocus in time for me to get the chance. Which sucks, but what can you do? Duty called, and away I went."[/color]

[@The Wild West]