Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24301343-20140424215601/@comment-25151516-20140424221916

Dresden strolled along the streets to nowhere in particular, finding a young woman attracting the unsavoury sort attention as he wandered into a particular district that he had no love for. He noticed a small group of rough looking guys following the hooded girl.

He pivoted 180° to walk alongside her, whispering: "Watch your tail, literally. Guys on your six. Sorry, miss, but we've wandered into one of those kinds of neighborhoods."

Copperfield took her arm and turned into the alleyway, finding a second group waiting for them.

"Oh, awesome," he sarcastically remarked, taking out Hockey Shock from under his duster and readying a Glyph of Chain Lightning. "Name's Copperfield. Dresden Copperfield, Miss Faunus. Sorry, but it's obvious that these guys have a bone to pick with you for no reason."

A blue, crackling pentagram, the diameter of Dresden's staff, appeared in front of him.

"Come on, boys, leave her alone."

Sneers and cracking knuckles were their answer as the group from the street turned the corner.