Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140306031324/@comment-24481083-20140315011528

He heard the man's voice behind him, and did not like the tone one bit. As the blade swiped at his hamstring, Blaue curled up his leg to try and minimise the damage done; the blade still stung him, but he still at least had a fully functioning hamstring. There was pain of course. But pain was lovely.

Turning in mid air to face this new challenger, Blaue grabbed the shirt of the challenger and threw him behind him, where he hoped the flames would burn the bastard. As he landed, grunting with pain, Blaue reassessed the situation.

''Leg hurts. Not good. ''

''He's with her? I thought any one would have tried to kill her on the first go!''

''Maybe he's delusional. Either way, he's smart and fast. And Noir knows it well enough to order him to go up against us. ''

''First thing first; what do we do now? ''

''I thought the answer was pretty obvious? Kill. But to be safe, let me take side control on this. ''

More the merrier...

''What about me? ''

''With you, Composer as the main exception. ''

Gritting his teeth he flexed his muscle and held his ground, Doom Bringer at the ready.