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[color=b27976][b]Basil Lightbourne[/b][/color]
[color=f7dfa8]Location:[/color] 101st Floor
[color=f7dfa8]Interacting with:[/color] Sayuri

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"I'll try that next time," said Basil, coughing. "What's so special about alcohol if you have to acquire a taste for it?"

He then realized it sounded a lot like sour grapes. Fortunately, the Draconian girl's attention was diverted to the tall, pale woman who walked to the stage. Things were finally set into motion.

As he expected, a bottle for a weapon may well prove useful in the coming exam. However, team play could also prove invaluable. The two of them were approached by another pair with intentions of aligning. Although official "teams" could only consist of up to 3 people, there certainly wasn't any rule against teamwork beyond that.

"I can't say my specific skill set have any use here, but I can handle myself well enough in a simple brawl," said Basil. He was aware he did not appear the strongest here, but it was fortunate that the Draconian girl did not decide to simply side with these tough-looking people who approached them. While they didn't look like martial artists, they had a certain hardness to them, he was familiar with it. "The outside walls seems to be the safest place in any case. With our backs to it, no one can simply steal our badge."

However, as he looked around, he saw many other people already backing up to the walls. Some even began arguing over it. Violently. One man got shoved to the ground, and a pair of guards had to hurry over and restrain the offender.

Basil considered for a moment. "Or perhaps we should be staying back to back to cover each others' blind spots," he said. "Certainly that was the intention of having the badges on the back."
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