Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-27743663-20161114071940

Something about the way Cord said that struck something within Nigrum. Twitching momentairly, Nigrum could feel something boil up within his chest, a certain urge that made him tense up just a bit more and made his stance a tad more rigid. Reading Cord's movements intensely now, he figured he'd do what he meant do before for the sake of style and redemption.

"I said this before," he began as he bent his legs slightly. While his voice sounded exasparted, there was a certain undertone in it, a jovial one he couldn't quite hear himself, but nonetheless made him feel lighter about the whole situation.

As Cord neared, Nigrum suddenly shot up foward into the air, doing a lively flip and twisting around, landing neatly behind his sparring partner and then doing his patterned three jumps back to clear for more space. He came to acknowledge the same twitch in his leg as before, his expression neutral this time as he accepted it for what it was.

"-I don't like fighting people."