Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25019125-20151207164822/@comment-25019125-20160128013603

Feacha watched the fight with mute attention, her face blank. She watched the footwork and motions the bodies went through, she studies their styles to better understand her teammates. Sadly, she would not have the same pleasentry when fighting Merel. She glanced slightly towards the girl beside but then turned her attention to the fight once more. Upon watching the boy with the tall statue, she was not overall surprised at watching Jericho block his two strikes. However, she saw a motion and suddenly heard a gunshot. It would seem that Jericho had pulled the gun he had stored away on his person.

Whereas Estevon had thought he was at an advantage when the other male blocked his two attacks, however, upon feeling something push against his chest, he blinked in surprise. Suddenly he was blasted back from a point-blank gunshot. He was both shoved back as well as stumbled a little out of shock. He blinked at Jericho, now seeing a gun in his hand. "When did he?" he began to think but shook his head, "Does not matter. I have to prove myself, I think..."

The taller male took a breath and moved an arm down, flipping a pouch open and loading a dart into the bottom slot on his arm, being the loader. Upon loading, he raised his arms again and smirked at Jericho, "Well, that was a surprise, Leader but you won't get a reaction like that again." With that out of the way, Estevon rushed forward once more, hands raised again.