Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160119033912/@comment-7489529-20160119034748

Seager sat in class, twirling a pencil between his fingers. A student three rows in front of him had her arm in a cast, and Seager had trouble paying attention because of it. When Glynda called for another fighter, Seager accidentally snapped the piece of ultrahard jerky that had been in his mouth, making an audible noise that most of the room could hear. Glynda turned to him.

"Ah, good. Mr. Tiburon, you will be his opponent."

Sighing, Seager stood up and walked down the aisle and into the field. As he got down into the field, there was enough distance between him and the aforementioned student that he did not notice her broken arm any more. Hefting his giant sword on one shoulder, Seager eyed his opponent.