Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-24012109-20170516043540

I suppose idiots just won't particularly learn when you want them to.

He had already given her more patience than anyone in particular, and she was already cutting into early Noon with this activity of hers which has honestly almost gone through early morning. Mindfully his weapons were still in his room, so he couldn't show her the actual difference in their fighting aptitudes. But he figured he wouldn't actually need his weapons to show her just who he was messing with.

Closing his eyes for a moment, he exhaled and used the tone of his surroundings to suddenly thicken. The annoyance she presented to him fazed out, and he felt calm. AlthoughAs if the air itself felt heavier, he slowly stood in a stance while slowly opening his blue eyes. There stood a mercenary fipping the switch to his objective focused mindset even if for a short sampling.

"...you do not grasp that you physically can't beat me, even with your weapon. Very well then, come at me, again and again. But just you know one thing; I'm going to touch your ass twice. Afterward I'm going to twist your dominant hand.", he said unenthusiastically with a neck crack.

There was a certain different air about Zeleny. The loud-mouthed green thumb harasser now had a cold expression, with even colder eyes. With the same mindset he would typically do work for, he'd illustrate to the hard-headed woman that fighting him is a pointless endeavour that would only end in humiliation.