Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131220115138/@comment-25151516-20140203200936

And what is this? Áinfean thought. ''Is this a sparing match or a tea part? We would've been able to stay standing.''

"Uh..." Revan tried to disregard what his other persona thought. He tapped the ground with his sword's blade in intervals of four to keep him quiet. "Fine, thanks. Ye dinnae have to to that."

He replaced his footing and looked at Tianee. Being a foot taller than her, it was sort of awkward, but he made no note of that.

"Come on then. No stops. My right arm's itchin' for a fight."

This was true considering that the Áinfean had a tendency to randomly hit people with the right arm when Revan was not keeping him contained.