Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140102004130/@comment-11588669-20140103051608

He chuckled, before walking across the room from her.

"Death hit, and try not to skewer me." Echion slid his helmet onto his head, and breathed out, before settling into his Testudo stance. His feet were shoulder width apart, and his left shoulder was forward. Iustitia was positioned in front of him, and he set Nemisis pointing at her over the shield. A grin was stretching across his features beneath the helmet, and he stepped forward, always keeping the shield in front of him.

"Come on, then. Don't tell me you managed to lose what little skill you had." He gave a light taunt, voice ringing with mirth. He was excited- sparring with the Faunus was always fun, and more often than not, something inexpected happened.

Though, considering this morning, that may not be a good thing.