Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150610231734/@comment-25686329-20150611025329

((Looking forward to seeing that :D Also, I gosh dang love her nickname. 'Nics'. That's gonna catch on. ))

The Yankee thundered from the bushes, sword dangling loosely from his hip in cheeky disregard for hardcore, regimented Camelot standards. He clutched his gun in his left fist, and wasn't wearing his red jacket.

Before he could fire off a slam round, he stopped his battle roar abruptly, seeing the threat...

Yeah, if a girl was toting a sword like that, she must be capable of some pretty freaky shiz. Whether that was good or bad, he'd have to see.

Wait -- she was another Arthurian... Nicole, that was the name, he thought.

His expression was implacable, streaked with a combination of bewilderment, slight anger, and was that... optimism? Some part of his face resonated a certain... gladness, vague amusement at running into someone in this branch of the woods.

"...the Hell are you doin' out here?" He said, lowering his gun slightly.