@kindredsevered | ♥
there’s a lot of things phantom expected here. lots of violence ( which hasn’t happened! for once! ), meeting his friends ( again, hasn’t happened ), and ... well, meeting new people. which is not always his favorite thing to do, but unfortunately, a usual standard of places like this. he’s always been someone to work alone - until, at least, he met up with the heroes. but even then, he’s rather reluctant to talk to anyone else besides ... well, the heroes, and some of the knights.
but, again, inevitable in the place he’s ended up. so, the best thing to do is just ... talk to people. make allies. become friends, or something.
there’s a person. she’s pretty, but he knows the stance of a fighter when he sees one. he approaches, his feet quiet, but intentionally not silent. he doesn’t want to surprise her, and get attacked, or seem like a threat.
“hello, madame.” if he had a rose, it would be in his hand, outstretched to her, but alas. he doesn’t have the ability to access his card inventories. “a good evening to you.”
