Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140725004309/@comment-11588669-20140725021945

(Will insert the desired song here once decided upon.)

How the hell did this start?!

He ducked behind his improvised shield, the projectile splattering against it. Echion Tyrian poked his head over the edge, and ducked back down. A tomato flew over his head, spattering the wall behind the Legionnaire with grisly red chunks. He growled, and waited, slipping into his customary stance, the grip on his improvised weapon light. The bageutte was sturdy, especially since he let his Aura flow into it.

"A food fight...the hell did I get sucked into this..."

Another stepped beside him, causing the purple eyed male to look over. And try not to laugh. Noctum Caeruleus, the student who nearly killed another, had tomato all over his face. Apparently the fruit hadn't hit the wall after all. And he was dressed for cuisine combat. In one hand a frenchbread baguette -one longer than Echion's- and in the other was a leek. And where he normally held throwing knives were celery sticks. The normally cold teen looked to his left at Echion, and nodded, a small smirk on his face. The message was clear: They would team up.

Nox settled behind his temporary comrade, waiting for someone to approach the two. He would be the ranged function, Echion the wall.

Should be an...interesting event.