Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140308064440

That stopped him cold. Of all the things she could have said. That wasn't what he was expecting. At all.

''Still want to push her away? Still think that driving her off is for the better?'' His own voice sounded mockingly in his head.

'I....I don't...I don't know....I'm not sure...if...just....I've run a few jobs beforehand with her....but...this? Already? Granted, this is the longest contract we've been on together...and fuck, this is what? The fifth day? '

''And? Who cares? It's a source of happiness for the both of you.''

I don't deserve it....not that...I've done too man-

''She won't care. She's a mercenary as well. Maybe not as cold or callous as you are. But, she'll understand that you've done terrible things.''

I...

The knife fell from limp fingers, and Nox dropped to the ground heavily, stunned. He had no clue what to say, or even do. Blood spackled his clothes. His face had splotches of crimson ichor all over it. By all that is worshipped, his hands were dripping the red liquid! How could someone even...he didn't understand.

"I...I..." He tried to talk, but couldn't. He looked away, shamefaced.