Sipping at her ale from her spot under a tree, Pyotr watched the party carefully. Each seemed to split off on their own to attack their targets, taking on multiple boars at a time. There wasn't much of a sense of teamwork, although she would she would be the first to admit to hypocrisy on that note. One of the girls seemed to try tanking some mobs, which was good; assuming she could hold their aggro, the others would have a good opportunity to get some hits in... but instead they just... watched. Somehow that irritated Pyotr. The girl was filling one of three vital roles in any MMO; tank, DPS and healer, and yet the others all seemed content to DPS their own mobs without hitting hers. Weird. Admittedly SAO had torpedoed the traditional MMO role triad, but a tank still needed backup to survive. Suddenly she felt much less eager to join a party...

But just as she debating whether to leave or call out to them, the decision was made for her. One of them called out, a young woman. Pyotr signed quietly, again unsure of how to proceed. A part of her wanted to march right down there and ask why they weren't supporting one another, but at the same time this might be her only chance to make contacts. Bitchiness wasn't good for making friends, but well... they kinda needed to be told. [i]To Hell with it,[/i] she thought. [i]The worst they can do is ask me to leave.[/i] Pyotr put aside the possibility of them attacking her, hoping that social order hadn't collapsed that far on just the second day. [b]'Uh, hi there.',[/b] she started, making her way down to the group. [b]'Yeah, kinda alone. Just watching people, trying to uh...'[/b] She wracked her brain, trying to come up with some passive small talk. It wasn't working. [b]'Sorry, but I've gotta say this; your teamwork sucks.'[/b] [i]Well, I've fucked my chances now, might as well go the whole way.[/i] [b]'I've been watching you guys fight, trying to see if there's any benefit to joining a party and with what I've seen, well... Do you guys ever support each other? You just seem to... run off on your own and ignore each other.'[/b] Behind the first girl, the other one still faced off with a pair of boars, holding them off with her sword. [b]'Case in point, why has no-one helped that poor girl?'[/b] She was tempted to run in and hit the boars herself, but after her less-than-friendly introduction, she was afraid someone might consider her a threat...