Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-31049256-20171129185843

(Brad) Brad coughs and gasps for air, his groupies swarming him to provide aid.

He lightly pushes them back, "*coughcough* I-I'm fine ladies." he says calmly. The show of toughness makes some of them swoon, but Brad focuses solely on reaching for Kira. He looks her over, gently gliding his hands along her cover.

He smiles, not the dominant or conniving smirk he's prone too, but rather a soft one of true relief.

For her part, Kira is glad for Brad's touch, but finds herself thinking on Armata. She found him terrifying before, but not she was confused. Why did he treat her so respectfully at the end? She could tell he was deadly serious through every moment, and yet the desire to follow through simply...vanished.

She inwardly sags, slightly shaken and relieved to be alive, and the gentle touch of her wielder set her at ease enough to relax.