Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130913011303/@comment-11588669-20130922043228

Nox looked down at her, anger burning in his eyes.

"I'm mean, because I've seen the worst humanity has to offer. I've watched men rape, pillage, murder. All in a struggle for who's dominant. I'm against everyone, because the people who can change things, never did. No one spared any money for two starving children. No Huntsmen or Huntress came in to "protect he peace" while those two had to hide from murderers and thugs."

His eyes blaze with hurt, anger, stress. "I've never been a nice person. Having to steal, threaten, and even kill to survive makes you that way." His voice slowly rises, the baritone in a heated crescendo.

"AND IF I HATED YOU, I WOULD HAVE LEFT YOU TO BLEED OUT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" He roars, then immediatly cuts himself off.

He never yells. Speaking softly, even heatedly, yes. But yelling?

"Look. I'm dropping you off at the medics, and you wont hear from me again." Nox says, his tone final. "I'm done with this bullshit. I can't understand the coursework, I have to restrain myself from killing someone on a daily basis. A monster doesn't belong in the home of it's Hunters." He finishes lowly, murmering to himself.