Neos
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
Neos just flatly looked at the chick with narrowed eyes and a flat look for a few seconds on her last quip, before bowing his head and shut his eyes upon sighing. "Guess I earned that," he muttered, looking over the ring setup once more before getting himself in it for the second time. "As long as you're not another bloody demigod," he continues to say under his breath as he pulls his arms behind himself, sliding off the suit jacket he so often wears before hooking it over one of poles.
"I'm guessing you frequent this place and a lot," he notes at a more normal volume as he took off his hat, then his necklace, hanging the necklace over his jacket before placing the hat on top of the pole the other two items were on.
Without missing much of a beat, he shifts into a combat stance, hands in front of him, though his right side was the side closer to his would-be opposition for now. His hands were open wide, almost as far as they could be, with a slight curl to his fingers to make them look like he was unsheathing claws. It's this that causes the light in the building to make the sealed slits on all of his fingers and thumbs under the nails more noticeable by having them cast a bit of a small shadow into themselves. He also bends his knees a bit so that the top of his maned head would meet the top of Aurelia's when she's standing up straight, which also makes himself slightly more like a predator ready to pounce on his prey. "Shall we exchange names as well as blows?"
"I'm guessing you frequent this place and a lot," he notes at a more normal volume as he took off his hat, then his necklace, hanging the necklace over his jacket before placing the hat on top of the pole the other two items were on.
Without missing much of a beat, he shifts into a combat stance, hands in front of him, though his right side was the side closer to his would-be opposition for now. His hands were open wide, almost as far as they could be, with a slight curl to his fingers to make them look like he was unsheathing claws. It's this that causes the light in the building to make the sealed slits on all of his fingers and thumbs under the nails more noticeable by having them cast a bit of a small shadow into themselves. He also bends his knees a bit so that the top of his maned head would meet the top of Aurelia's when she's standing up straight, which also makes himself slightly more like a predator ready to pounce on his prey. "Shall we exchange names as well as blows?"
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies
I make no apologies
This is me
