Blake ran towards the door of the conference room and took a few seconds outside to catch his breath. He had a little tea mishap by the carts. Heh. Oops. By the time he got everything back in it's place he remembered about the emergency meeting that he was planning on going to right before the incident. Double oops.

He could here Rex speaking from where he was standing right outside the door and thought that it'd be better to listen before walking in. Walking in while he was talking would be rude, he was probably going to be considered irresponsible for showing up late, but being irresponsible and rude would be worse. Wait carnival!? Dark magic!? This can not be good.

Blake walked into the room and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry for being so late. I erm--" Here he pulled the collar of his shirt nervously. "Had some trouble by the refreshment cart... But erm.. Don't worry. It's all fixed now." He quickly took a seat without another word trying to think more about what Rex had said and forget about being late.

"Well if your looking for volunteers, I'll certainly go to investigate and help get rid of the dark magic-trinkets." He wasn't really quite sure if Vindictus was looking for volunteers or if it is a simple, everyone needs to go type thing. But Blake was late and the least he could do is put himself forward for the task. Even if the words "Dark Magic" made him a bit nervous and feel uneasy.