Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140709132556/@comment-24296957-20140710024208

As the bell rung, Amet was about to fight in his routine style. But Crystal wasn't so...eager, if it could be called that. She backed away, almost out of fright.

The boy paused for a moment. Not many things caught him off guard, but this came close. Amet dropped stance.

''She...isn't good at hand-to-hand? Then...why was she selected for this spar?''

"I..." The boy was at a loss for words. Stammering, he thought he found the right ones to say.

"Erm...we could go at your pace, if you'd like.  I'm not one to force someone to do anything."