Phoenix Wing Guild Hall
Vincent couldn't help but close his eyes and smile a little. It seemed like he had made it into the Guild, and surprisingly, he was happy about it. Though he doubted he would be very chummy with anyone, he had to at least try...right?"
Vincent glanced over at Rutger, and smirked, putting his hands in his pockets. "You know Rutger, being an Assassin has it perks. Like having information brokers all over the city with information about anything. I have contacts, if they know something what happened here, they'd tell me." He glanced up over at Damian next. "A child solider eh? Are here I thought I had it rough as a kid. I think you and I will get along great." He chuckled, looking around, before finally turning lastly to Jamie. "Thank you....for this chance. I've never been a Guild, never even wanted to. Hell, I surprised myself by asking to join."
As Vincent began to replace the overturned tables, he thought about where he would get the symbol of Phoenix Wing. He wasn't sure where he wanted it, but it had to have meaning...he was still coming to terms with the fact that he was now part of a Guild.