Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-27743663-20161107224459

"Eh?" spoke up Nigrum, not being able to keep back his surprise at the sudden change.

Returning back to a normal pose, he blinked multiple times to process what was happening, looking at the girls go back to their seats, and by proxy a satisfied Marain who seemed content at having got out of something she's worse at than him. More importantly, turning his head back to Cordovan...did she have some sort of hate fetish of him? Her tone definitely changed when she told him to come up. Maybe he looked like an ex she still hadn't gotten over? Or maybe it was that old classic teacher being harder on one student to teach them more.

Regardless, he sighed to himself as he scratched the back of his head. Why couldn't he have called back up to his seat too...tch. Being a spectator was more his forte than one of the actors, but he already resigned himself to his fate. Letting out a deep breath, he adopted a hesitant combat stance as he went over everything in his head. Cord...Cord...Cord...He knew absolutely nothing about him save for everything that happened in this class.

"We both don't want to be here, so let's just get this over with," sighed out Nigrum with reluctance, his stance getting looser as focused his attention on Cordovan.

While Nigrum was certainly loathing the current situation, Marain was ecstatic. Karma truly did exist. She got to get out of it while he was still stuck! Smiling to herself and laughing silently, she hoped this little fight would teach him a lesson to not be so creepy all the time.