Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25169271-20160320185624/@comment-25169271-20160527002324

"Your dad?" Darian asked, shifting the massive sword he carried on his back, using a smaller magnetic pack underneath his jacket to hold it. "Why are we meeting your dad?" the lynx faunus asked, suddenly leery about the meeting.

Alice crossed her arms beneath her bosom as she thought for a moment for a plausible explanation as to why they would be meeting Merel's father. "Well...maybe she was already having dinner with him and wanted to treat us too....," she surmised as she did her best to wrack her brain for a good explanation. "Or maybe he's a good swordsman and she thought he could give you pointers?"

Darian grumbled a bit at the mention of that, not entierly appreciating the implication. He knew he had more room to grow in his technique, but it was honestly rare to meet a sword user who fought in a way similar to his cobbled together style. "So...why are we meeting your dad again?" the green eyed man asked as he looked at the first year student.