Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11591668-20140107082935/@comment-11591668-20140120041759

"Hm, I see. Have you ever encountered any people that you thought was 'creepy' or 'perverted' in your life? What do those 'bad people' from earlier even comprise of?"

He eyed the robed figures shifting around the trees for a brief moment before movings his eyes back to Olivia, who was playing with her arrowhead while talking about her arrows.

"It's not like we can't fight with only our close quarters weapons only, you know? We can refrain from using projectiles if you don't want to use up your ammo and all, so it'd be just close quarters. I can help you out cause before I came here, I was a Battle Butler in employment for this Harakiri Dust Corporation. About...a year or two ago, my master got assassinated and I was set free by her father."

He held his bandaged arm with his other as he talked, looking off to the side, giving off a depressed vibe before he breathed in and out deeply in order to calm himself.

"Trust me, back then it was a lot of fun, but I'm still having fun being all by myself for the time being....So back on the subject of sparring, it looks like we already have a bunch of people willing to volunteer for us."

He stood up and moved away from the picnic that they were eating at, taking a fighting stance while staring right at the Cultists as they all took out bows and aimed at him, shouting "FOR THE PRETTY BUNNY!!"