Snippet #2397653

Sean "Pearce" Mallory
HP 250/250

"For me...Let's just say a certain alarm wasn't working, and a certain person didn't scout the land beforehand." During that last half of his comment, he looked away, as if to hide his shame somewhere else. He looked back, and said, "But first things first, I'll -we'll, sorry(and here he glanced towards Shade)-need to know where we are headed for the mission the others have already left for. Also, is this a magic only school? I've got some firearms here, and bringing a gun to a mage fight wouldn't be the best, all thing considered, right?" With that being said, he found himself consistently looking back at the woman beside him. Sure, in his lifetime-in fact, anyone's lifetime-he had seen a bunch of women of different sizes, tastes, ages, wealth, but this one in particular caught his attention a lot more than anyone else. "Now this is something to ponder over during nighttime. After my chess games, anyway." he mumbled. Making eye contact with Shade again, he said, "Sean Mallory. But the locals back home call me Pearce. Nice to meet you."