Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151002030554/@comment-24416658-20151020143214

Nacoma watched the two guys get into a combat position, and chuckled. Such bravado and masculinity. It annoyed her, but hell, nothing she could do.

Hafleikr paced around, hands still in position, slowly moving around his opponent. He knew better than to throw the firs punch. He wanted to anger his opponent, make him desperate for a fight. So he did something to speed it up.

Extending his right arm, Hafleikr opened his hand palm up, making a "come on" motion with his fingers. He grinned inwardly.