Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140603014955

Music. Peaceful, soothing. Enchanting even. A method used by all to calm down. Universal it it's uses. It drifted from the pristine white instrument in a smooth, haunting, yet peacefull melody. A method that never ceased to calm anyone who heard it.

So why the bloody hell was he still not calm?

Nox had tried everything he could think of: routine trips to training rooms, playing chess, talking with his brother, looking for contracts, occasionally going into the forest to kill Grimm...the list went on and on. But for the life of him, he couldn't be content in this place. The walls made his skin crawl, he was constantly paranoid. He was even stressed in the damned bathroom?! And the simplest idea was probably the hardest to even attempt.

He needed to get out of here. Problem was, the infamous Winter wandering around Vale alone was probably going to attract some unsavory parties...not that he'd mind, but preemptive self defence wasn't something normal cops bought. Nor was permenantly removing the threat. Or even leaving them bleeding on the pavement.

Honestly, it was their fault to attack him. They made their choice, they should suffer the consiquences. Easy as that. But back on task...

The black haired teen with naturally blue frosted tips sighed, and set down his flute. Maybe he could go talk to his team leader about this. With that in mind, Nox stood, and went to find him. 