Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140320232139/@comment-4681758-20140331185423

Ciarán took the kick hard, but that wasn't what set him off. He was usually collected and in control of his emotions, but Flannery just crossed a line. He was unarmed, and facing a woman now wielding two swords, but he wasn't backing down. He sprinted as fast as he could, and delivered a jumping roundhouse kick to Flannery's right, and knocked the Nocturne Cross out of her hand.

"DON'T.  TOUCH.  MY SWORD!"