[i][b]The vehicle of the White Scar quickly screeches to a halt only mere meters away from Edmond, Bracheous slowly disembarking from his Bike. He slid his white and red Chainsword from his back, throwing his arm under it to remove the strap from his neck, and he would eventually wield it in his right hand. He approached Edmond with curiosity, although he kept a ready stance to him, crouching down to his level all the while pressing the tip of his Chainsword to Edmond's gut. [/b][/i] "What?"