Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20131005065416/@comment-3002957-20131113144856

Zerath covers his mouth with his scarf, his eyes going snakelike. Without a single word he flicks his wrists to grab the handles of his blades. Quickly dipping them into the secondary holster that contains the less lethal poison. As he pulls them out the poison splatters around him, causing slow corrosion on the floor. "Please.. do not get close to me right now while the poison is still in such a liquid form.." He states this softly yet coldly. "I don't need my team mates getting high.."