Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-27550231-20160923205113

Slowly I adjust my stance to something more akin to what a bar brawler would use and then grab the blade of my waster. Holding it out as if I were blocking with a spear I jump in with an impossible burst of speed and wrap my waster around her bringing her in for a bear hug. She crashes against my armor as I lift her of the ground and shake her about like a child with a new toy.

"That's what you get for calling me old!"