Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170603204216/@comment-31336039-20170915232609

(she will probably found that there is no odor coming from him apart for the upper part of his body, especially coming from his face. And that her paw met something hard when she was touching his shoulder.)

From his 182cm Némésis gritted his teeth at the thought of looking up to face her, but take a new breath, while letting down his plan of grasping for some judo. He refused to let her escape his gaze. Legs lightly bent to be reactive. Taking advantage that she was turning around him to slip his hand under his cloak, to discreetly grasp the handle of his knife.

Némésis: "The streets are dangerous, but obviously not as much as we both ..." he said in a bravado with a smile revealing slightly his teeth. "Miss Ivory if I remember correctly? What give me the honor of your ... interest?" He declared in a relaxed voice, but his posture betrayed a high degree of alertness.