Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20150109051835/@comment-13593058-20150413145638

"Well, knowing everything wouldn't make it fun would it, puppy?" Alonne clicked her tounge behind her mask. "Make sure you keep up."

She grabbed her halberd in an offensive stance signifying an oncoming attack. However a few seconds passed with no action. The two fighter's eyes darted around, scanning their surroundings and any opennings in each other's stance.

Then a light chuckle broke out, then a rapid laugh.

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry. I just wanted to pretend like you were a threat." suddenly, she disappeared.

Concerned but calm, Edwin braced for an attack. He looked up, left and right, even behind him. Nothing. But when he returned his gaze forwards, he was instantly confronted by the hollow black of the woman's ceramic mask. Her face was close enough to block out Edwin's view, giving a false sense of emptiness. An unexpected smell of smoke inflitrated his nose, forcing him to look down. The smoke originated from the penetrated Dust cartridge of his weapon by Alonne's halberd.

She moved her face towards Edwin's ear seductively, "Is it just me, or is it getting hot in here?" she laughed at her actions, "my, my such an explosive weapon, puppy," she ran her finger against the fuller of the claymore, "but not a very explosive personality." she snapped and retreated from the combustive cartridge.