Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26060252-20140822205330/@comment-25291339-20140823015750

"Eh, sounds like fun.", Leon stood up with the tiny neon plastic chair still stuck to his arse, popping it off with a jiggle of his swords, "So game on mate."

"The fight will begin in 10... 9... 8...", Glynda counted down until reaching "0", in which case Leon told himself, "Have the odds be ever in your favor.", before drawing Pixel Dreams and Compos Mentis.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword came out from the opening along the edge of the scabbard and as he ran, transformed them into it staff mode, then its assualt rifle mode. He slid into a stone pilliar and attached the scope of his AR to get a better veiw.

"Looks like wolfie isn't there anymore.", Leon noted as he sccaned the area, "As expected. Oh romeo, romeo where art thou romeo?"

His "Romeo" was behind him, sword ready to strike Lepn down within the first mintue. Leon cursed as he dove out of the way as the sword cut off a bit of his hair and retailiated with a stock strike aimed at Darian's arm. He missed Darian's arm and hit his leg instead, but it gave him enough time to transform his AR into its sword-staff mode. "Shall we dance wolfie?", he smirked as he changed his posture to that of a warrior instead of a gunner.