[Open Roleplay / Eldonsorth]
[Deep inside of the Temple's basement, Jecht was snickering as he watched the ball smack into the back of Zell's head. He glanced back at that stupid book everyone was using to see some large words show up. Jecht was halfway through writing a response when he felt a fist collide straight into the side of his face. Blood spewed from his injured nose, but he held his ground anyway and tossed his now blooded book aside. He grinned and returned the favor to the little brat.]