Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20131005065416/@comment-3002957-20131114135253

Azul lets out a soft yawn as he watches, interested in the different abilities that others bring to the table. He taps the desk to create an ice shard popsicle, takes it and begins to eat it. "That is an interesting ability. But I am not worried. No matter how strong a move may appear to be, it can always be dissected into it's pieces to see what makes it tick. That is where Zerath shines."

Zerath eyes remain focused, dodging and cutting any fist that comes towards him. His eyes dart from area to area on the sand storm. An instant occurs where Ellie feels Zerath's piecing gaze, as if cutting through the very curtains of the storm and singling her out. The feeling of a cobra slowly coiling around her legs and slowly climbing up her body, choking her, preparing to strike at her neck with a vicious bite. He evades a strike with a quick mirage like move and goes next to his team mate. "Margerath.. Your powers.. tell me what you can do.. now.. please.." Even as he talks to her, his gaze remains focused on the wall of sand.