Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 4, 2018 19:04:57 GMT -8
Blake just rolled his eyes and sheathed his sword. The kid needed to step up or watch his mouth. He hated most people here for the freaks they all were, but people like him? He despised people like him, lazy oafs who would rather run their mouth than work at bettering themselves. They were the kind of trash that would suffocate and kill a small territory with their sloth.
The fights were all monitored, and in a public area like this, he had little doubt someone would fetch him shortly. As far as Blake was concerned, someone else could take him to the infirmary. He wasn't worth the effort it would take him to do so himself.
The fights were all monitored, and in a public area like this, he had little doubt someone would fetch him shortly. As far as Blake was concerned, someone else could take him to the infirmary. He wasn't worth the effort it would take him to do so himself.