Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151002030554/@comment-26571677-20151102061428

Huh. Not bad.

Like the girl had said, the room was full of wonderfully breakable objects, whatever you could think of, you know what? This was the PERFECT opportunity for some free training, that always seemed to help.

Back in his town, he always had nothing to work with, all materials were used for something that was always more 'important' than working out.

He realised that he'd been letting his anger out way, WAY too savagely, like an animal. Disappointing.

But now, now was the perfect moment just to have some free-time. He touched the glass gingerly with a finger, and then...less gingerly...with his foot.

It made a satisfying shattering sound, and for what had last seems to be ages ago, Amilanthior smiled.