<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vasili Ilari<br/><strong>Team:</strong>SHO<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avalanche Academy - Combat Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Karn, Armina<br/><hr/><br/>Like Karn, Vasili was oblivious to Armina's anger, although it should've been easier for him to pick out.<br/>Currently his mind was only set on the fact that Karn had gone through a wooden pillar to get to him, and that he had almost gone through the wall, crushing any kind of ceramic pots, traditional tea cups, or destroying the shelves that held them in place.<br/>When he dropped from the wall, he fell chest first into a low coffee table, and promptly broke it in two, the European Scroll Painting of Armina's "Sticks" fell from its place on the wall, and draped over him. Slowly getting up he grunted and groaned, grumbling in a low voice about how this sucked.<br/>The Mercenary sat back and looked up at his opponent.<br/>If this had been a fight to the death Vasili would have taken this time to grab his Rifle and shoot Karn full of holes while he held the roof up.<br/><br/>Something started to sting his eyes.<br/>He rose up a hand to wipe the sweat away, only to pull his hand back and discover that he was bleeding from a head wound somewhere in his hair.<br/>It was running down the front of his face.<br/>The Merc, thought nothing of it, in fact, he used the Scroll that had been draped over him to clean his face of sweat and blood, then proceed to let the parchment soak up the blood from his wound without a seconds thought.<br/><br/>When Karn told him to pause, Vasili nodded his head in agreement, still holding the scroll to his wound, moving it about so that a fresh piece of parchment can soak up more blood.<br/>It didn't take long to stop bleeding though.<br/>"Fine. But the same goes for you. You better use everything in your power to put me down. As you can see it's hard to do it as is." He replied while he crumpled up the Scroll and threw it into a corner.<br/><br/>Then he turned to Armina and gave a wave as if trying to get her attention. "Hey Armi! Can you throw me my Rifle and Handguns!?"<br/>He asked this of her after he saw that Karn's request was accepted.<br/>Good.<br/>He didn't feel like walking at the moment.<br/><br/>Vasili turned his attention to Karn, just as he stepped away from the Pillar, and the shaft of his spear, which was conveniantly holding up the Roof.<br/>The Tiger Faunus wondered how long that would last.<br/>"Idiot! We'll just get her a new one from the forest after I win this duel!" He replied immediately to Karn's offer. "We broke it after all. And this is Pine. You can tell by the smell since you decided to disintegrate it." Then he looked to Armina, then back at Karn, explaining how the smell came about. "Whoever put in this Pillar wasn't a Master Carpenter. Otherwise, they would have dried up the wood before installing it. Obviously, they didn't wait. When Fat Boy here, destroyed the Wood itself, it threw up a whole bunch of moisture and this nice Pine smell."