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

[color=Crimson]"I don't doubt that, and while I wish he could've found a better way of doing it, I'm glad he kept me from dealing with a second angry Phoenix Wing member. I'd rather not almost lose my arm again."[/color] Argus turned his attention back to Rose after addressing her father, taking the moment to raise his hand in greeting before lowering it for a shake. [color=Crimson]"Anywho, pleasure meeting you all. My business here was to join a guild . . . and while I did, not quite sure how I feel about it yet. So yeah, I guess my full title-thing would be Private Argus Leandros of Frenzy Plant, if I were to follow the whole military thing."[/color]

Scratching at his head a little, Argus thought about asking these guys about where that girl with glasses could be. On one hand, they could be nice, lead him there, and he could apologize without further incident. On the other hand, given the circumstances, they could just as likely thing he was up to know good, tell him to fuck off and/or try to beat his face in for picking a fight with their guild mate. Weighing pros and cons against each other, Argus decided to throw caution to the wind and hope for the best. This whole incident was weigh down on him like a bag of bricks, and if he didn't get it off his chest, it would just keep gnawing at him forever.

[color=Crimson]"Hey, going back to the first angry Phoenix Wing member I've dealt with, I was wondering if you guys happen to know a girl with glasses, brown hair, crystal magic, and a really bad temper, would ya? Pranked when I first came here, she came at me soon after, tried to apologize for it later, but that turned into a cluster-fuck of epic proportions. Now I'm trying to find her again, to apologize properly before the games end."[/color] Argus snapped his fingers, causing a bag of tricks to pop into his hand once more. He'd hold out the bag to drop into Rose's hands since she was the closest to him. [color=Crimson]"That's my standard apology bag, filled with Rock Candies, Firework lacrima, and maybe one or two pastries, I'm not sure. Anyway, if you guys would help me find her so I could, A)give her one of these and B) apologize personally for my first fucked up apology, then that'd be awesome. Oh, don't shake the bag too much, those firework lacrima are a bit volatile and you really don't want to be nearby when they go off, though it's totally worth it when you see one of these things go off."[/color]