Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151119225003/@comment-24012109-20160316044617

"Something I hope I never go through. But, I suppose I've been there, a little."

Touha held out his left arm and hand, which was noticably darker and still had a few definitive scars that haven't healed all the way. Feeling it out, his hand had lost some feeling since then, which was probably some sort of numbing.

"My arm hurt like hell when I grabbed my semblance. The burning, damnable grip. I mean, I did end up savin' a village and all, but damn. It felt as though it was both asleep and in the middle of a shredder."

"...Ya know, I'm not the sappy type. But uh. Not really paying attention did lead to all that. Gotta try and pay more attention to you, though ya know I'm not the most...sociable, I think?", he said as he looked at Noir. Maybe it was the mellow morning without the booze, but she seemed less tense.

"Eh...so, I take it that not many people dare to take the killer with a craze for outings, huh?"