He barely noticed the girl in the room with him, not until he was slamming into the wall...and then teetering over backwards. With a sharp cry, he did the only thing he could, and released the sword in an overhead toss. It slammed into and a good way through the wood on the door, making a sound that lasted for seconds as the entire door and blade vibrated and wobbled.

Travis eventually picked himself up, glancing around to make sure that no one got hurt. Okay, that was a lie, he was looking for the sword. When he saw it in the door, he reached up and grabbed the hilt. Holding it until it stopped vibrating.

"Jesus...yo you should really watch where you're going. That could have been bad." Smooth as silk. Transferring the blame onto someone else. Excuse him now, he was going to try pulling it back out. In a manner that was an accident in the making. "Fucking door..."