Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131011025520/@comment-11588669-20131023015312

"ENOUGH!" He roared, stopping the arguement. He never yelled like this. He'd only done it ONCE at Beacon. The merc rounded on Idina, and holstered his firearm. His hand flashed out, and he squeezed her by the throat. The way his hand was clamped cut off the blood flow to her head with the exception of one artery.

He now was well and truly pissed.

"You call yourself her team-mate?!" He hissed, then dropped the girl. "Then have some fucking faith. All of you." He glared at the rest of the group there.

"I took a contract. She followed to make sure I didn't die!" He almost whispered the last part, but it almost echoed.

"If we're done. We have a fucking test to take. Otherwise, get the hell out of my sight." He stormed passed them, angry. But he coughed as his back was turned, and blood came onto his hand.

Note to self: go to the medics soon.