Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131004211129/@comment-17970636-20131016001642

Sven got up and dashed down the hall, tonfa out. He opened his eyes and decided to put on a menacing grin, merely for the effect. He couldn't see his eyes and there were no mirrors around, but he trusted Ed to that.

''Bah, what's wrong with you? You wouldn't have trusted him a few months ago.''

The current Sven knew that the voice inside his head was right.

He saw a few students come up, two girls and a boy. He grinned wider and dived in, elbowing the guy in the stomach and darting past him.

Hope you got that "oof" Ed.

Sven continued to run down the many halls, hitting every guy possible with whatever he could, but avoiding the girls, didn't want to give Ed more work than needed.

He ran down the classroom corridor where there was a single male standing there, wearing a hood, Sven couldn't see his eyes, but that didn't matter.

Target number 67, coming right up.

Sven leveled himself and spun his tonfa around so that the blunt end was facing away from his elbows and reared back for a strike.

Suddenly, the hooded boy spun around and kicked Sven straight in his chest.

Sven grit his teeth to stop a cry eascaping him and the boy was upon him and slammed down on his arm.

"Oof!" The boy said straight into Sven's microphone.

''He knows... And that voice... no fucking way...''

Suddenly the boy was off Sven and was darting in the other direction.

Oh no you don't asshole.

Sven got up and began to give chase, but as he reached the end of the coridor, the boy he had seen had disappeared.

Sven hadn't seen much of the boy's face, but he stowed away his tonfa, knowing where he had heard that voice before.

From the tape that Ed had played for them in the dorm room.

Sven started running, he hated talking, and he wasn't going to talk just to prove himself innocent now.

His head had been against the floor so Ed wouldn't ahve seen the bo's lips move, nor Sven's since the camera wasn't focused on him. Sven hadn't spoken at all during or after the meeting, and never having spoken to Ed, or any of his teammates, no one knew his voice. He was, effectively framed.

Sven ran down a hall, knowing that Dee and Solas could be on his at any moment, seemed like he'd be working alone for a while.

Just how he liked it.