PP - F2 The Cross of Rapier and Spear (London & Tristan)

[London 0]

London is in Floor 2 to try and explore the other floors and get to know it's landscape...he may need it one day. He has his map out to try and map the woodland area for himself, struggling, but he is managing. He hasn't found anyone with the map data yet so he's going to have to do this by himself....as usual. It's not like he doesn't want to help and be a more open person, he just doesn't want to feel like a burden to anyone. He closes his map and sighs, leaning against a tree. There are several trees about, he passed a dirt road earlier so he could find his way back. There is foliage spread everywhere across the ground. He looked upward to the side and could see the mountain tops in the distance. The flowers can faintly be seen from here. He glances downward and releases another sigh. He drummed the pommel of his rapier and looked up again and stared at the surronding wilderness trying to enjoy the nature...he didn't want to take his hand away from his rapier. He wasn't strong enough in level to be not be cautious...especially in new areas. These woods could hide someone quite easily...

"I'm over thinking things..." London said to himself, "I haven't taken the time to enjoy nature in a while...too many things are running though my mind..." He exhales and continues to look. Unaware to anyone who did find him(he was a bit farther out than he would have liked) he would have seemed somewhat melancholy. Depending on the person of course. He could just be seen as just as he was doing, leaning against a tree and looking out, he was hard to read sometimes. If he was seen at all that is.

[Tristan Delaney 0]

Tristan himself was o a wander of this floor he had now walked across countless times. Looking around to find anything of great interest, he mostly just saw trees. And more trees. And trees with a person leaning against it.

Wait hang on...

Tristan walked to the man with the rapier, his spear and shield (pics in sig) slung over his back. He smiled and waved to the guy leaning there. "How'dya do?" He asked, wondering what kind of person they would be.

[London 0]

London looked over at the man approaching him and began analyzing him, Spear and shield....not an uncommon combination but in a video game it is, strange. His armor is definitely something to notice. Interesting. He's green...So he's safe...I think. After his prolong silence he finally spoke up "I'm fine...yourself?" Oh course, he really wasn't fine. He was trapped in a death game, still a relatively low level player with all around ignorable equipment. He wasn't in a good spot if he was to become what he wanted in this world. His arms were crossed as he leaned, making him appear closed off or even standoffish and to a certain degree, the latter was true. He wasn't ready to take any chances with people. He wasn't strong enough yet. I wonder what a player like him is doing all the way down and out here...there has to be more to this. He thought to himself. Being a mix of cautious, over thinking things, and curious.