Thread:Gallatin/@comment-11372432-20140906020448/@comment-11459798-20140906021913

Gallatin's mind was elsewhere, his thoughts lying with the upcoming tournament. Walking down the nearly empty streets, he mentally toyed with the deck he had on hand, shifting around nonexistent cards in order to be able to use invisible strategies. For now, he was stuck without even a buddy, as Gawain had left for training, renderring his deck unusable. The proxy dead wasn't even close to the power of his knights, but he had to cope. As he took a step out into the street, however, a bump brought him back to reality. Waking up to the sight of a young man in flashy clothing staggering backwards, Gallatin quickly reached out and grabbed his hand. "Are you alright?"