[u][i][b]Phoenix Wing Guild[/b][/i][/u]

Vincent smirked as he folded his arms, feeling more confident now. If anyone was going to attack, they would have now. He glanced at Rutger, his smirk widening. "Why the cold shoulder all of a sudden? Does that fact that I kill for a living bother you?" He chuckled and closed his eyes. He should probably leave now. His cover had been blown, and now he was sure he wasn't welcome. But...he could make this situation work in his favor. 

"You're right, I didn't have anything to do with what happened. But with my certain set of...skills, I'm sure I could be of help in searching for the rest of the Guild, and if there is trouble to be had, I can be helpful in a fight. I'll even give you my services for free of charge!" Vincent glanced over at the Guild Master, waiting for a response. Of course, he wasn't doing this out of the kindness of his heart. No, if he helped them, he could attain some valuable information on the members of the Guild, and maybe even their Master.