Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130828220157/@comment-11588669-20130828221544

A melody softly flows from the white wood flute. A ballad designed to calm rage, and smooth over frustration. And it's desperately needed, if the musician doesn't want to kill someone.

''Why can't I do this?! It's simple academics! I can't focus, half the shit they say goes over my head! Damn it! Where's Umbra when you need him! At least then I'd learn something... ''Nox mentally sighs, and continues playing.

Feminine grunting reaches his ears, and the merc lowers the flute. His head shifts slightly to the left, reminiscent of a curious puppy of a sort. Shrugging, midnight eyes close, and the song resumes.

Untill more of the same grunting is heard. Growling softly, the dark haired teen puts the flute back into it's case, and stands. He hoists his bag onto his shoulder, and walks towards where he hears the noise.

It's coming from the girls bathroom. Nox blinks rapidly, trying to find scenarios that aren't....inappropriate. His face shifts into one of irritation and cold disdain.

Knocking on the door, he speaks in a flat tone.

"What, in the hell, are you doing in there?