[OOC]<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">(Note, I don't take fighting advice well because I don't think like your head is thinking :") it's good advice! But I'll be honest to say sometimes I forget the advice or forget to even regard it because I'm figuring my own style of taking an enemy out. It's hard to follow advice when you could try thinking your own style of beating a baddie down! Great advice though, thank you!<br/>Though in another note I've been told I give up a lot in RP fights so yeah, Fighting isn't my greatest RP aspect. I can definitely do it though.)</div></div></div><br/><br/>In response to Sin's final comment or sentence, Seydon would simply return the sword upon his back, and would yawn. "Naw, I'm getting tired, besides, I gotta go ice these small bruises, nothing big but they'll be annoying." He said, looking to her with a look of sheer annoyance. He was just glad she got pissed off, and getting her off guard, that face was honest to God "adorable" to him. "Oh dear, it seems my sword is on my back, I guess I can't fight right now! You might ask my sword if he's still willing to fight though, he says he's pretty tired. After all that to! Gotta be more considerate about people's stamina Sin!" He said, sighing sarcastically as he'd look to her. "Your pissed off face is great, I gotta try seeing it more often." He said, grinning with his shark teeth, before walking towards the upper deck. He'd stop, then look back to her. "Besides, I'm not fighting when that weird horror play prop is gonna be staring at us, so I guess I died or something in this scenario? Whatever you wanna say. Wiska was killed to, Meli is dead, yatta yatta ya. Maybe tomorrow will go better?" He said, walking out of the hallway. That compliment was wasted, whoops.<br/><br/>Welp, he doesn't trust that doll one single bit, so Sin can do whatever, but he's not risking getting his hide more hurt then it already is right now, cause it wasn't that bad, but that doll could become a gigantic pain in the ass. "Damned crazy lady..." He mumbled to himself, looking to his small gained bruises while walking on the upper deck. "...Hmmm... I wonder if I could find some fish, maybe cook some over a fire, probably can use barrel wood for the fire." The silence of the sea made him feel at unease. That doll was giving him the heebie-jeebies, and apparently he sucks at using this sword. "Gotta find a mythical gun weapon in the pile, that or a bow and arrow... Yeah! Totally better then this shit. Or fucking I don't know, shut up about me not accepting your gratitude, it pisses me off you old bastard." He says to the demon, who was slightly annoyed at him trying to get another weapon to replace him.<br/><br/>Sin might wanna think about these weapons and their... Smaller, effects in a sense. That, or she might want to ask what the hell happened in that dimension place thing. This ain't Seydon.<br/><br/>(Welp, sorry it's short, I did the response at like 1 in the morning and decided to finish it off before I rest)