<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7HI4r.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phil<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Scoundrel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bridge<br/><strong>With:</strong>Keri<br/><br/>Phil made his way up through the ship's corridors and stairways up to the bridge, Keri's domain aboard the ship. He doubted even Braxton would question Keri on matters up here.<br/><br/>Every time the smuggler got a glimpse of the Black, a real look into deep space from the bridge of a ship, he felt a little tingle run from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. There was something undeniably magical about having only a transparent layer between you and the starry, empty void.<br/><br/>He knocked at the doorframe, announcing his presence to Keri.<strong>"Seems like I wasn't the only one put off by that little display goin' on down there. S'there a particular card game you want to play? I don't know many that work well with two players, but... if you're game for somethin', I am."</strong>He swept his hand back through his hair again, brushing a few of the unrulier strands to their place.