Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160606092907/@comment-7455957-20160606104904

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Flush.

While this was not the flush that Coriander preffered, it'd have to do, to preserve the sanctity of the public restroom. Poker could wait.

''Sure I could just watch the fight's recording later, but what kind of fun is that? Corvus would never let me hear the end of it! ''Coriander thought as he went to the sink to wash his hands.

"I really ought to hurry up, but I would want some ice cream..." He said to himself as he kicked open the bathroom door, paying little attention to the fight as he strolled out. Coriander scouted around until he found someone selling it in the stands. "Can I get a strawberry ice cream?" Coriander said to a man selling the dairy treats, plucking a couple of lien out of his own pockets.

Now that i'm all set up, it's cool breezes and fine cheeses.

Returning to his seat and lying back in it, he began to take it easy. Until the crowd suddenly began to shout. Pyrrha had just chopped up the Atlesian fighter, and panic was spreading. Coriander continued to lick at his ice-cream, confused about why exactly the fight took such a turn, but not horrified by the act.

"Well shit." Coriander said with a whistle, focusing on his ice cream once again, but not getting to enjoy it as a powerful screech boomed through the arena. He looked up at the source of the noise, spotting a large number of Grimm, and to top it off, a massive nevermore. "God damn it..." Coriander said, deciding to yet again enjoy his snack. He was unfortunately yet again interrupted, this time by an adult. As he called upon Coriander for help, Coriander stared at him, eyebrows raised.

''Why can't I just enjoy my ice cream? ''He thought as he gave the man a thumbs up and pulled out his scroll, initially using one hand, but tossing the ice cream over his shoulder and fully typing his RPL's combination with some co-ordinates.

"If we live through this, you're buying me a tub of strawberry ice cream. Hell knows that I won't be getting any outside of the festival under normal circumstances." Coriander said as he opened his locker, snagging out his tonfa and holding them ready, following the man outside.