[h3][color=a2d39c]Guiles Marmor[/color][/h3]



Guiles sputtered at what the small girl said to him. She would [i]protect[/i] him? It was an appreciated gesture, but she was so..small! If anything, Guiles should have been offering to protect her. But, he figured that she had to be capable, she was taking part in this exam after all! So, he decided to offer a compromise. [color=a2d39c]"That's awful kind of you, but I'd feel bad taking advantage of your kindness like that! All I did was bring you up here, there ain't no need to repay me, if that's why you're doin' this!"[/color] Guiles exclaimed cheerfully, before holding his hand towards the small girl, for a handshake. [color=a2d39c]"But I'd love to form a team with ya!"[/color] He gave her a goofy grin after speaking.

After several minutes of awkward silence that Guiles would normally fill with conversation, if he weren't so nervous, he found himself once again scanning the room, he felt out of his league here, despite his large size. As if he were a rookie baseball player, playing in the most important game of the year. How could he compare to all of these other people? He shook his head to clear those thoughts, if he got too caught up in negative thoughts, he'd end up giving himself the yips!

The small girl suddenly spoke, and Guiles realized that he had not asked her what her name was. She told him to find the smartest looking person he could. He frowned, looking slightly pained, as he always did when he was trying to solve something in his head, as if thinking was painful. The smartest looking person? Guiles looked around the room, who seemed smart to him? That pretty girl from the lobby, maybe- That train of thought was very quickly interrupted, when Guiles saw that she had already formed a group. Oh well, there were sure to be other smart people. He glanced over several people that most would look at and say 'Oh, they look smart.' And finally, his eyes landed on a clearly foreign gentleman, who Guiles recalled had some strange ink jars on his person, until he willingly gave them to security. Guiles' mind works in mysterious ways, because the conclusion he drew from this..was that this stranger must have been a master of deception, to be able to smuggle in weapons, perhaps poison, in his ink jars, and then he also must have been a good person, because he turned around, and gave them to security anyway!

Clearly, Guiles was a moron. Regardless, he believed it would be an excellent idea to walk right up to this ‘mastermind,’ and begin a conversation. [color=a2d39c]"Howdy! My name's Guiles. Y'wanna team up with me an' my friend?"[/color] He gestured to the small girl that was his partner, who looked like she didn't belong here at all. This was Guiles' idea of tact.