Lack_EXE
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- Posted: Thu, 30 Jan 2014 06:22:38 +0000
Stykes grip stiffened over the hilt of his blade as he pulled it free of its scabbard, the unique ringing noise of metal filling the air as almost in a second nature he ran the blade along his arm, letting a small amount of blood trickle down the blade. Little did Stykes know in his distant ancestry a relative had devised a magic passed down through their line to protect his bloodline's mind and those sworn to them from intrusion of creatures that existed in the cracks between thought, the space visited when you slept. He had no idea how Leo's existence worked and saw simply a friend being intimidated by the barely recognizable form of Leo. As he lost himself in the fury of his blade he was filled with the resolve to cut. he committed himself to the idea of cutting, and with that resolve he leaped at the man he knew as Leo flying, past Saria, bringing the sword down over his head at him in a full swing with a blood curdling cry.
(( i gotta admit i was a little intimidated to RP with you Leo but it sounds like you're pretty open to things by that description ))
(( i gotta admit i was a little intimidated to RP with you Leo but it sounds like you're pretty open to things by that description ))