Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20150109051835/@comment-24012109-20150403161445

It was as though this cafe was a magnet for some sort of disaster. Looking straight at the mysterious woman, he folded his arms. She knew who he was, though it seemed like a simple assessment of what he could be capable of. In the field of tactics, this person knew what she had to about him, and he has nothing on her, leaving him to a disadvantage of sorts.

"...I have no qualm with you. If you imply that I'm the type to fight just for being threatened.", he replied stoic to her offer. Still, he followed her outside, as he was supposed to be taking care of Maroon.

''Nimble and perhaps flexible as well. Her stance shows experience with a polearm. The guy over there seems like a plebian, though, so is she a higher rank than the others? It's hard to analyze unknown variables.''