[center][h2][color=6ecff6]Isa : Anisim Misolav[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=6ecff6]"Fine... Have it your own way."[/color]

[color=f7941d][i]Isa whirled back to Roxy and stalked towards her, stepping around the convulsing form of Luci. He walked right up to Roxy, and wrapped his arms around her in an attempt to pin her arms between their chests, and glared down at her, still frustrated with her for having nothing but criticism to offer the team. If she was to be punished, the worst he could think of was forcing her remain in contact with another person, and Isa intended to do exactly that. He didn't ask for much, just a little support in these team efforts, if she couldn't offer that, then he'd waste no time pitying her for Vald's brutality. Compassion didn't exist like used to in Isa, his shattered heart had little room for anyone or anything besides his two sisters. If punishment was to be dolled, and Roxy agreed, then he'd be quite happy make that punishment personal. He was still to frustrated and angry to realize how awkward he really ought to feel right now... Hugging an attractive girl so... physically, and in the nude to boot, as he was now.[/i][/color]

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