[color=6ecff6]"Chaos Emissary? Never 'eard of them before. Iz it new?"[/color] It was a bit overdramatic, the word choice and all with Vincent's use the theatrics did manage to make Zacharie smile a bit. More of a chuckle if anything, definitely less than a guffaw. Well at least he could rest a little easier knowing that he was not expected to face such completely monstrous cards. Half the game was just that, making ultimate cards which ended the game without lifting as much a finger. Play the right cards and you win, no questions asked. The half was actually getting to that point by surviving long enough as your opponent did the very same thing. That being said, he had only a theoretical understanding of the game rather than a practical one. The mechanics were easy enough, but being in a real duel? 

[color=6ecff6]"Zacharie, Zacharie Beau. Pardonnez-le manque d'éducation, s'il vous plaît. I 'ave only started with zis game a few months ago."[/color] He never had that experience, The boy reflected while he offered his hand for a shake, unsure if this was a good thing to do or not. Everything about his dueling so far was artificial, situations thrown at him like chess, midgame and a race to finish without losing. It would not be good to admit it here, given that almost everyone here seemed to be enrolled for the card games, rather than anything else. There was to be some sort of placement exam to determine where one goes for quarters, although how that works out is beyond Zacharie's understanding. What sort of system was that supposed to breed but one of competition? It was far better to learn together as a single group than to have the three estates. After all the last time France tried the three estates, the guillotine needed sharpening.

[color=6ecff6]"I am afraid I am not too good at it. 'Opefully I can learn something 'ere."[/color]