Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-27743663-20160818180916

Hiding his smile with his gloved hand, Nigrum held a twinkle of amusement as he lightly laughed to himself. That was positively the most entertaining way to pick a volunteer! Leaning back in his seat, he momentairly looked down at his pants to indeed see them zipped up before popping up one of pouches to pull out a snack-bar. Entertainment was always better with a light snack, after all. Though, he needed to remember, while ithis was going to be ncredibly amusing to watch, this was a lesson here to teach everyone about hand-to-hand combat. He should pay a bit of attention to that as well, though, he couldn't wipe away his lopsided grin to save his life.

To his side, Marain eyed the one-eyed boy with silent disdain, giving a disapproving "hmph" as she turned away.

"Creep," she mumbled just loud enough for him to hear before focusing on the lesson.

Her unarmed combat was...non-existent, regretfully. She never saw much of the value in it, truthfully, since punchng a Grimm wouldn't do much to stop it unless you were using a weapon like a gauntlet, or you were Rory. Plus, some Grimm were so ridiculously large it seemed practcally pointless to learn. Though thinking on Miss Summer's words (which didn't sting, even a little), she was rather dependent on her weapons. In the hypothetical scenario she didn't have them, she'd practically be cannon fodder...She should pay attention to the lesson.