Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140630015448

Nox winced as the pull strained against the bullet wound in his shoulder. He hauled the girl up, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he guided her back to the car.

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An hour later:

He stepped inside, still guiding Nixia. He walked her to the couch, setting her on it and wrapping her in a blanket. Sighing, he made sure she was alright, and then went into the kitchen. Cupboard after cupboard, he searched and searched until he found what he was looking for.

Nox set a glass on the table, and quickly filled it with the decades old brandy. He grasped it in hand and tipped it back, swallowing the liquid in one go. It burned on the way down. A blissful sensation, considering what they just went through. Another sigh, and the male poured another glass, this time sipping it.