Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-27128326-20160114220435

She looked at him intently, noticing some sort of anger building up. As an actor and a leader of an acting club, she was quite good at seeing through people's emotions just through their facial expressions. The sparking hair seemed to notify her that he's getting impatient with her.

"... I'd like to tell you when you're a bit calmer," she said with a solemn voice, "but I'll tell you anyway, and I'm sorry for disturbing you."

"... A Master is also a student. A student's duty is to learn and to meet or exceed expectations. A master's teacher is themselves, their experiences. The birth of a fighting style had to start from someone, somewhere. A master has achieved a level to teach an effective style, yet there are many techniques and power awaiting them, yet, the title of "Master" today means they just pass on their teachings and all is over."

She sighed and put the book back and sat up.

"I'll leave you alone, I guess," she said with a calmer voice as she walks up to the rail.

"Geez, if I paid more attention to the match's end, I would have fought one of them," she noted to herself.