Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140612165106/@comment-24296957-20140616131448

Akasma had Fang under conrtol for the time being. He got up, extending his hand out to the girl, which was gladly taken by the faunus. Putting his hood back up, he smiled a bit.

Something he hadn't done in a long time.

"Making it big in the smallest of ways."

He guided the girl out of the vast room, gazing at the students filing in. As Ragnhild left, Akasma looked back to see the same Avian from before staring at him. Locking eyes with her, he bowed deeply. Akasma hoped she would understand his apology like this.

Catching up with Ragnhild, his militaristic mind kicked in. Her weapon. A bladed staff? No, those were bores. Too big to be rifle, too small to be blunderbuss. They were shotguns.

Interesting.

"Ranghild.  Medium to close range, I take it?"