Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20151218024044/@comment-7497475-20151218035809

Glancing at Leaf quickly, Ange got the impression that he was feeling just as awkward as she was. That made it somewhat better. Holding up an arm, she gestured to the bracer.

"These bracers and greaves. They're called Poussière, they were used by my mother when she was a huntress. Fill them up with Dust and away you go."

Talking was easier now, but Ange had no idea what to talk about. It was something of an odd situation. She wasn't sure if she had even seen Leaf at Beacon before now, let alone had a class with him or anything.

"Well, nothing like a bit of Grimm hunting eh?"