Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20151217033810/@comment-27128326-20151231233549

Akamizu came into sparring room and found Berde, sitting while in a slump.

"B, are you okay?"

She sat down beside him and put a hand on his shoulder. His clothes were a bit bruised from the grenades and flames Raven set out.

"Akami, this guy's strong, but even some of his CC can't hold me back," he said, "Wish I found a way to speed up my Semblance..."

Akami smiled in relief. Berde was a survivor, and she knew it. She doesn't know the story, but she could tell through his scars.

"Luckily for me, I've got Gram with me, so, let him carry you there."

"Why is Gram here?"

"We went shopping~"

"Oh."

Akamizu stayed and observed the match while Gram helped carry Berde to the infirmary.

The man who temporarily dominated the arena, Raven, had exited the stage due to low Aura.

She smiled, knowing that Berde must have roughed him up a bit. But knowing him, she would know that Berde did genuinely enjoy the battle despite hearing some uproar about getting a bit too far. A tough nut can cause some people to get enraged if certain techniques or attacks don't utterly decimate opponents after all.