(ll you x astra - uh...no)

(might also be easier if you're the only one directing events because it honestly feels like people are slapping random things in and I'm trying to resist immediately backing out because pet peeves

Ambush is fine, doesn't need to happen immediately)

(ah, crap sorry! Now I feel stupid.

And no, I still can't reply just yet. I remembered I had to mail a friend so I logged on and saw events and... Crap I'm so sorry!)

(Wait i hope Im not slapping random things in. *me breaks into nervous panic attack* hellp I never know if Im doing anything major while just trying to make the story not he sat there, she sat there and said nothing)

(Did that always say please kill him? I cant read I read that as please dont kill him...)

(Maybe I should just, like, stop roleplaying, since I'm being so stupid and doing major events.)

Axel shifted, reaching for his pocket knife as if the tiny blade would help much at close range. He exhaled, slowly standing up. "Depends." He grumbled, feigning fearlessness. He couldn't use his little trick on himself, but he knew how to act. "Who's asking?"

Astra waited seeing how lishian would Handel the situation. She examined axel curiously especially the pocket knife. She wasnt an expert in blades but it shouldnt pose that much of a threat, or it was the worst weapon ever and in that case she would just be stupid.