Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140301210623/@comment-24296957-20140824150852

Amet was almost on top of her now.

And it would be so, so easy to just bring his hands to her temples and pop her head like a pimple.

But something stopped him. Amet knew better. If she came this far. Perhaps she was legitamate.

Amet's bandoleer was nearly touching the faunus now. Bringing his hands up to level, the boy leaned forward, putting his arms on either side of her neck, the twin balls of white shoot forward, smashing a cluster of trees to bits.

"Mind the trees," Amet simply said.

The Kiyng went around Natsu, twirling Fenice in his right hand, his left turning into another a ball of white energy.