Nick turns his shoulder to Connor, walking back over to the weapons and setting his down. He rubs at the palm of his hands again, a bit nervous as he keeps his distance from Connor. He may not have a blade in hand, but Connor knows he's fast enough to still be a threat, if he chooses to see it that way.
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Date: 2010-12-29 05:39 am (UTC)"Sorry."