Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20170711055926/@comment-26130256-20170720051507

"Muay Thai?" Edom asked with some confusion. "You really think so?  Personally, I never thought I had enough muscle for Muay Thai.  At least not without drawin' on my Aura, and that's not a resource you use lightly in the fights I've been in."

He yawned and shifted his stance away from Stella, if only a few degrees. Not only was she in country today, of all days, but she was now entering into the conversation. In his experience, Estellia was the Platonic ideal of the "run-&-gun." She used an SMG with some entirely respectable stopping power, her Semblance allowed her to charge through solid walls, and she had mechanical eyes that basically gave her an aimbot. She was a wonderful ally to have during a firefight, or even a serious paintball match, but subtlety was a foreign language to her. Of course, she certainly wasn't an idiot, and would certainly see through his disguise if he didn't act the part of Edom Chartreuse.

"I'll give that some thought, though," he continued to Clayton. "Is there some bell tower that's going to sound in a few minutes?  I'd really rather not be late for my first class."