Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-25763181-20140726003102/@comment-11588669-20140727173002

Shit!

With wide eyes Nox twisted his body, feeling the bullet graze his chest. The knife was twirled in his fingers until he gently grasped the blade. The half-faunus snapped his body back the other way, sending the knife on a collision course with her pistol. And immediately followed it with a charge.

''Get in close, and pin her. Submission hold...or break her arm.''

His body collided with hers, slamming her into Umbra's dresser. He winced as it twinged his shoulder. Perhaps he hadn't avoided all the bullets.

''Minor graze of the deltoid. Painful, but nothing that hinders movement.''

---

With Umbra:

"I still say she's beating the crap out of him." The bouncer commented, sipping her drink.

Umbra snorted, passing another rootbeer to the kid from before.

"You do remember when he threw out four White Fang members, right? They had rifles and melee weapons, he didn't."

"Oh yeah..."

"Close combat is where Nox excells. The WF didn't even get a shot off. At least he called an ambulance that time."

There was a pause.

"...that time." Umbra grinned.

"Let me tell you a story..."