Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140329045024/@comment-4681758-20140331213622

Despite Ciarán's natural stoicism, Inari's smile was so sincere and inviting that he couldn't help but reciprocate it. Taking her hand, he felt a strange sensation that he couldn't quite determine the source of, but it wasn't an active hindrance for him.

"Don't sound so surprised.  It's pretty hard to be ignorant of one of the most formidable and beautiful women at Beacon.  I've seen you fight, and you're clearly a master of your art.  I'm actually more surprised you know who I am, considering how I try to stay out of the limelight."

Ciarán then noticed that he kept holding Inari's hand longer than a handshake normally lasts, and pulled it away and started to blush. But, the tender moment was cut short when Ciarán noticed someone in hulking orange battle armor with a giant axe descending on them. Thinking fast, Ciarán created a giant kite shield around the two of them, but the attacker stopped short, and turned into someone with purple armor, and the axe became a staff.

Not impressed with the man's apology, Ciarán's scowl returned, as well as a cold glare at his attacker, and his only answer was, "I don't take kindly to people attempting to murder me."