Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20130922211921/@comment-11588669-20130923001826

Nox looks down at the kid, and raises an eyebrow. "Overly emotional-chan? Hey Messer, this your friend? Kid didn't even knock."

The kid seemed familiar. He'd seen him somewhere, accompanied with someone....but who? Shaking his head, the former mercenary, continues what he was doing. Namely, playing his flute. And trying to ignore his team-mates. After the stunt Jacen tried to pull, Nox wasn't even remotely close to putting his life in their hands, let alone anyone elses.

Sighing, as a melody wouldn't come into his mind, the scarred teen puts his instrument away, and pulls out his laptop. Turning it on, he selects a program he hasn't used in awhile: Chess.

Settling down into a chair, he begins to play an opponent. His brother, actually. Nox smiled, and chose black. And waited for his brother to make the first move.