Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20130930101955/@comment-11588669-20131011021457

Nox raised an eyebrow, and the resounding smack echoed across the room. Not even paying attention to the pain in his hand, the merc went over to his bunk, grabbed his clothes, and went into the bathroom to change.

He wasn't comfortable changing with the others. The scars and tattoos made him a bit self conscious. And he really didn't want to answer questions.

He exited, and went immediatly to the couch, laying down on it and closing his eyes, hands thrown behind his head.

Things were finally looking up. Now if only his hand would stop hurting.