Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140426211001/@comment-24296957-20140517192104

"Mind your manners, Aurea.  You don't know what he's thinking, and I do.  So do you want to punch me, too? Because this is something you won't understand.  I have half a mind to Night Slash and Aerial Ace your ass to Slateport and back right now, Aurea.  Maybe you had this coming to you." Amet thumbed to Aluminum.

"Why do you think we keep running into situations like this? Because, again, Sven is right.  In a world like this, a head full of heat isn't going to do a thing.  Why do you think I'm trying to get you guys to listen?!

"Yeah, that's right, I'm talking to everyone here.  And now, I'VE had enough.  From the beginning, I've been trying very, VERY hard to get you guys to follow some sort of tactic.  Why? So something like THIS doesn't happen.  NOW do you understand??"

Amet was completely serious, and fuming mad. He was practically yelling the entire time he was speaking. It was a sight to see - a peacful, quite boy now as mad as a raging bull.