Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26060252-20140822205330/@comment-26060252-20140823010050

"Not quite," Professor Goodwitch replied as she looked over the upper classmen before making her decision. "Mr. Nightshade, if you would," she said, motioning over toman and a woman that were sitting halfway up the bleachers. One was a tall, pale skinned faunus with a pair of black cat ears sitting atop his head. He was wearing a grey shirt, and baggy blue pants, and a long black trench coat with tattered ends that seemed to dance on a breeze that was blowing through the field. Next to the man was a tall muscular woman with dark skin and blonde hair.

Without a word the man stood up and picked up a massive sword off of the bleachers with one hand. The sword itself was roughly four and a half feet long and a little over five inches wide of with the edge of the blade running from tip to pommel, making up the front part of the hand guard. "So this is my opponent?" Darian asked as he walked down the bleachers, propping the sword on his shoulder using a guard that was built into the sword. "Looks simple enough. What are the rules?" he asked as he took measure of the younger man before him.

"Don't kill each other, and do your best not to cripple or maim each other," Professor Goodwitch said calmly as she took a few steps away from the two. "You'll start on my signal."

"Yes Ma'am," Darian said as he looked over the young man.