A game of life and death, hey? That sounded kinda interesting to Matsuta, even if it could result in his death. Looking around, he tried to see if there was anyone worth his time and blade. Alas, there was no one of that description around that he could see. Looking over his character, he made some final checks before taking another glance around the wailing, crying and pleading mass of people around him. There were a couple people looking around with the same kind of look Matsuta had; the look for companions in a journey of peril. [i]Matsuta, whats the plan of action? We approach one or more of the others and talk, Matsuta. But you know I'm shy, Matsuta.[/i] he thought, an odd monologue of voices playing out in his head. With this he began to make his way through the crowd of shattered minds and to a person nearby with a look of hope, and companionship and small glint of want. Today was not the day anybody would die. Well, at least he wouldn't care if they did.