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In A Blaze of Glory (Reboot- RP)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → In A Blaze of Glory (Reboot- RP)"Why, hello!"
He had cleaned up, pulling on a fresh pair of clothing. He had brushed his hair, and tied it into it's normal ponytail, and had grabbed his quarterstaff, slung over his back.
"What'd he say?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Oh, how she hated war. It made everything more exhausting.
Most people looked like they were either miserable or had just woken up, but she noticed a guy seemingly appear out of the shadows, with a grin as wide as ever.
For now, perhaps it was best to blend with the crowd.
"Fine, I'll do it. But I expect that we'll get the appropriate compensation. You'll be sending better doctors to look after my family, yes?" He spat, jabbing a finger at the man. It was the least he could do, being stuck on a desolate piece of rock. He wasn't exactly happy about it, who would be, but at least it meant that his family would be getting what they needed.
"Ah, that's a fair point, that is. I really should get into a habit of going home at night, shouldn't I?"
He bounced on his feet, full of energy. He fiddled with the hilt of his sword, grinning like the fool he was as he talked.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
His grin dropped.
"And you know what they say about things being quiet in a war."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
"You've gotten faster with that thing, eh?"
He threw his staff to the side, pulling out his sword and his hatchet.
"My turn!"
He rushed forward, His hatchet raised, his sword trailing behind. The cover of his hatchet was still on, so it wouldn't slash through their skin, merely deal some blunt force damage.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.