Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20140529203447/@comment-24296957-20140601024630

Amet strolled into Ozpin's office, seeing five others following suit. As they began to speak, Akasma silently watched them, his head hooded to hide his wolf ears. He wasn't much for introductions. But it was only right, he assumed.

"Well, if I may intercede, it would seem to me we are incroducing ourselves." Akasma gave a slight bow. "Akasma Spia, team leader of ARKS.  My weapons are my very own creation," the boy withdrew Assa and Sino.

"In my right is Assa.  My left, Sino.  I call them 'Cleavitars'.  One of a kind, crafted by my very own hands.  Like a God breeding destruction," Akasma thought about running his aura through the blades for a moment. It would serve no purpose, he figured.

"Ah, no matter.  For what reasons have you summoned us, Headmaster?"