Coming back from a fight, Condra's nose starts to bleed. His beautiful face had been tainted from a scar. He smirks and laughs like an idiot. Crimson fresh blood drips slowly from his lush crimson red hair. Condra runs his right hand through his hair. His gold amber eyes flared with rage. The energy flowing through his veins flared with anger. Condra rests his head on a table as he wipes blood off of his face. "I'm going to take a long hard shower," laughing out as he headed off to the bathroom.