Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140302012123/@comment-24296957-20140302022519

Amet got the Port's room early, even after grabbing his gear.  Not unlike port to be late, he thought. Shifting the weight of Fenice, Amet double checked the staprs and his pockets, making sure to have his MP3 player on him. ''He even interrupted me while I was meditating. And this is how he repays me?''

As he waited, Amet decided to sharpen Fenice. He grabbed behind his back for the handle, and brought his arm directly up, shooting the sword to the ceiling, catching it as it fell butt-end first, the red-gold alloy glistening in the light. Amet checked the isncriptions on Fenice, and began to sharpen it as he waited, Aura still up.

A few moments later, he felt someone watching him. ''That better be you, Port. ''He wheeled around to see who it was.