Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170729033202/@comment-30379057-20171101183111

Shade shrugged. "Boxing was too tame," he replied. "So I decided to spice it up a bit. Of course I was fired." he circled Margrit. "I decided lessons these days aren't good enough. Kids these days are defenseless, dependant on their parents. So I wanted to teach them a fair lesson of life; Survival of the Fittest. I took them in, and they naturally learned to fight and got stronger, while I got paid by the Underground. Fair trade, right?" He looked down at his broken hand with a disappointed look on his face. "I use this, y'know." he looked up with a serious expression on his face, the shadows still creeping up on Margrit.

Darian glanced in disgust as Hoshi kissed Nickelae, and then focused back to the matter at hand. "Oh shit!" he ran foward and chopped up the shadows spreading around the room. "Um, guys? Seriously, heads up."

"Forget it, I'll take care of it myself." Amber stepped up and climbed to the roof, looking around at the Grimm closing in. She changed Mjolnir into its shotgun stage and fired away, blasting the occassional Lancer while the Nevermore flew around, screeching.

"I don't expect you to understand, but oh well," Shade paced. "And if I resort to dirty tricks, what does that make you?" he glanced and saw Darian fighting the darkness he spread around the room. "Guess it doesn't matter now. If I really am the coward you say I am, then let me prove you wrong by warning you about what's about to go right through you." he smiled as he nodded behind Margrit, the arrows of darkness suddenly shooting forward.