Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140221140509/@comment-24481083-20140221141529

Gyllen stood on the field and savoured the winds blow past him. Miming a hand-held radio, he mimics the voice of radio chatter"

"Victor Charlie whats the weather out there over."

"Victor Charlie here, winds are blowing. Perfect chaotic conditions over."

"Roger that looks like you've got a contestant there. Be leaving you, over."

He mimics the sound off a radio buzzing before turning to the other fighter. He mocks a look of shock, gasping as he jumped back slightly, Tempus slightly swaying on his chest. The winds partially responsible for the swaying of Tempus, was however fully responsible for the blown hair strands.

"Are you going to kill? Ah oh no I had so much to live for!"

He could only keep a straight face before dropping to his knees and laughing, clutching his sides.