Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-27743663-20160821074342

Having long since finished his snackbar and shoved the wrapper in his pocket, Nigrum tapped his finger with a low "hmmm." Now with the match over, his grin was gone (for the most part), and he was left wondering what had just happened. This Miss Summers was certainly an interesting character, he'd give her that. At the same time, she was also completely terrifying. Looking over at Marain, who seemed glued to Miss Summers in fierce concentration. If she had a notepad, she'd surely be jotting down several notes.

"Say, what are your thoughts?" he asked his teammate, any playfulness in his eyes gone and instead placed with honest curiosity.

His voice snapping her out of her reverie, she frowned in annoyance, before blinking in surprise at the question. Turning back towards the stage, her frown deepened in displeasure as the thought it over.

"No good at unarmed combat, can't say," she begrugindly admitted, "her advice seems pretty sound."

"You're right there. I don't claim to know much about unarmed combat, but I know the basics at least. Especially with kicking. Just from hearing and looking, she know's what she's doing. That absurd hit-count just proves it, but there's something else that was odd. She purposely let herself open? No, maybe? Potentially. Teach an underhand lesson to him while teaching the class, setting them up to elaborate more? Debatable. That last sentence though. Hmm," he responded back in a light, mildly serious tone that sounded more like disjointed thoughts than coherent sentences.

Tapping his finger some more, Marain couldn't help but take note of his gloved hands. He noted only kicking...well, with his injuries, it made sense. He probably couldn't punch, something that almost made her pity him. What stopped it, was how now it seemed like he was just thinking aloud, his habit of doing that as he tried to read someone kicking in. Really, he was just a total creep, doing that so nonchalantly around people. She hoped it didn't attract anyone's attention, she didn't need nor want any trouble. Especially after everything Miss Summer's has already done.