Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10356852-20130810020914/@comment-11588669-20130816042223

I am Posting for TorrentAB, as per his request.

Messer stood up, calmly pulling on his gloves. Pushing his tray away, he stepped to the side of his chair, and looked over at Nox. Then, he picked his chair up, whipping it through the air at Nox's head, and he jumped over the table with it. As Nox ducked the chair, Messer slid across the ground under his arms. Messer smashed his fists into both his arms, ice crackling as his inner elbows froze over. Coming to a stop on the other side, Messer flipped up, landing on a nearby table. Messer turned around, glaring at Nox as he said, "You aren't going to kill anyone. Especially not Jr's friend. Not while I'm around." Crouching down into the defensive scorpion style of Grimm Chance, Messer prepared for Nox's retaliation.