[Nngh, it is, unfortunately - hand movement is met with hand movement as Anthony draws the shortsword and drops himself, chest fluttering, into a ready-stance. (His weight feels uneven; his hold and position feel weak. Why...]
Trying to -- trying to what -- ...
[Falters terribly. He tries to bind his voice to a more... insistent point, if nothing else.]
-- What are you, what -- what do you want?!
[There was probably a bit of a voice-crack in that, alas.]
no subject
Trying to -- trying to what -- ...
[Falters terribly. He tries to bind his voice to a more... insistent point, if nothing else.]
-- What are you, what -- what do you want?!
[There was probably a bit of a voice-crack in that, alas.]