
Kokoporo gladly backed on out of the way for the Blade to leave. In the short time that he had been involved in the ongoing drunken shenanigans, he hadn't seen much helping from the man as much as brazen insults, attitude, and oh yeah, standing between Kopo and his best friend. Bloody Blades: corrupt and good for nothing, he thought to himself, as he quickly occupied the space where he used to be.Â
"Steel! Steel!" He shouted at her. "What the hells do ya think yer doing?" He looked up at her with great concern, hoping his presence would at least be a relief from the slurry of insults. Kopo was her friend; perhaps she might be happy to see him?
"Steel! Steel!" He shouted at her. "What the hells do ya think yer doing?" He looked up at her with great concern, hoping his presence would at least be a relief from the slurry of insults. Kopo was her friend; perhaps she might be happy to see him?