Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24487330-20140619233536/@comment-24487330-20140701145044

Now she wanted him to cut even deeper? Camo was starting to feel less nervous and more inadequate in light of Sanguis' penchant for pain. This feeling only worsened as she casually leaned back against the wall and waited for him to carry out her wish, looking down at him with a condescending stare. He looked back down at her leg to measure out another cut, only to find that his first incision had already healed up. It only then dawned on him that she was healing faster the more harm she endured...or did it have to do with her level of excitement?

Either way, the archer knew that losing his cool wasn't going to help matters; if anything, it'd just make it more difficult to keep up with Sanguis. Taking a deep breath, he raised the position of the Talon's edge on her leg toward her knee and pushed its edge in again. Now, though, he wasn't quite so shy about using force, and some of the strength that he employed to fire his bow began to show as he dug the metal deeper into her, burying a good portion of its width beneath her skin. He might have been weak compared to most other trainees (especially compared to Sanguis), but this should have made it clear that even his limited power could prove effective if exerted in the right ways.

By this time, the second cut from earlier was likely starting to close up, and Camo wondered if there was any way to capitalize on them if they were healing so fast. A bold idea struck him before too long, but it was kind of gross and would probably give Sanguis the wrong ideas about him. Then again, she had already made a compromise or two for his benefit; it occurred to him that he ought to do the same. "(Mind if I try something,)" he'd ask her. As an added bit of encouragement, he'd sarcastically add, "(It'll hurt a bit, I promise...)"