Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170313020704/@comment-29564364-20170509011547

(Alpha: Hair colour doesn't mean anything - unless you're a RWBY character. I have white hair too, yet I don't have ice powers. On the contrary, TheHD - and by extension, me - absolutely despise low temperatures. Actually, little fictional characters have white hair and ice powers. The only ones I can think of are Weiss Schnee, Jack Frost and Elsa. And one of them must use magic Dust while the other is blond rather than white haired, leaving only Jack Frost.)

Alpha: "Yes, Alpha the unforgettable, in person. Also called Smug Face by some and the White Bane by others, but you can call me just Alpha. What was that abnormally cold breeze and ice about? Nevermind, that's not what's important."

Cole: "Of course, it is! If an Witch of the Northern Winds is there, this entire region will-"

Alpha: "No, it's not. If an Ice Queen was here, the region would already be under two and a half meters of snow. What's important is what you came here for."

Cole: "Truthful... Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sir Nicholas Dumont from [closest Order state] and-"

Alpha: "He's here to apologize for breaking the entrance door."

Cole: "Untruthful! He came here for the reason he just stated. I came here to offer to make up for his acti-"

Alpha: "But it'll cost you money because he's broke. ...And he got raped."

At the mention of my added comment, his face turns red: "S-Silence! Do not listen to that individual's lies!"

Alpha: "Come on, there's nothing shameful there. It's rather common around here, you won't be the first."

Cole: "Cease diverting the conversation!" He grabs me by the arm and drags me out of the room. "You promised me you would not say word!"

Alpha: "I lied."

Cole: "I knew I should not have trusted your word!" He tries a punch, but I turn around and his fist meets the wood. "Argh!"

Alpha: "Do you not remember our first encounter? If you didn't do well with a sword, what makes you think you'll do better barehanded?" I duck under his second strike and pull his belt, dropping his pants to the ground. "See?" I hand him his accessory with a smug on the face as he pulls them back up.

Cole: "I swear, one day...!" He mumbles before snatching the stripe of leather from my hand and quickly buckling his underpants in place.