Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20140512031528/@comment-933831-20140512042310

Stjarnstill silently walked along, standing on those little air platforms, ensuring he remained that inch above the ground compared to everyone else. Angelica wasn't too far behind, and Stjarnstill turned his head towards her. "You've been practicing Stjarn Hnefa, right?"

She nodded. "Yeah, the stuff you wrote is doing well so far... I... Don't know if I want the tattoos though..."

He chuckled. "The martial art is at a fraction of its power without the Dust Complex... You need it. I was considering white dust for you... Your attacks would carry a sheer power behind them... Nobody could stop you, save for me."

She seemed to ponder this for a moment before nodding. "O-okay... I can see that working..."