Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140301210623/@comment-24296957-20140721022434

Supporting his weight on Aria, he took his free hand and slammed it into his back, a resounding crack!!, and then a groan of relief from the boy. Hobbling over to Fenice, he plucked his sword from the ground, sheathed it, and continued his injured walk to where Deryn and Reiku were, focusing his Aura to his injured areas.

''I heard the entire thing. Deryn, I'm sorry. But I still don't resent you. You may have been a lone soul fighting your own fight, but there comes a time when paths must intertwine...I know this to be very, very true...and as much as I'd like to keep them separate...I cannot abstain an abhorr them.''

"So.  Nastu." Amet knelt down in front of the attacker. She looked quite beaten up. And her not moving meant she was out cold or dead. Checking for her pulse, Amet felt one - so at least she was alive. But...

He felt Aira's. Then checked Natsu's

Gotcha.

He stood back, unsheathing his masive blade and leveling it right in front of the tiger faunus's face. With a blank face, his gaze unwavering from the facial and bodily expressions and ever so slight reactions of the woman.

"Speak or be slain.  And do not tempt my patcience.  You have messed with my friends - the ones I am proud to call my family - and here you lay, playing dead.  I pity you, Natsu.  And while I cannot stand for you attacking them, I can understand whom you work for.  And the ideals you stand - or stood for."

Amet took the sword away from her face, his voice calm.

"Rise."