Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140219023248/@comment-11588669-20140301022523

Nox shot her a glare, and removed his bracers, then his jacket. He paused before removing his shirt, though, and nearly slid his jacket back on. What was hidden underneath his clothes...wasn't what he wanted anyone seeing. He saw it every day in the mirror. Others...just...too many questions. Questions he couldn't answer.

The mercenary took a deep breath. All for the contract...a little more insurance that Umbra's covered...that we have enough money for food and bills...

With that thought in mind, he pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him clad in only his pants, wolf pendant necklace dangling from around his throat. Kneeling down, the scarred teen untied his shoes, and removed them along with his socks. Then, he began removing knives.

Two from his calves, two from his forearms, one from the small of his back. Five in total, were set to the side. He stopped where he was, though, and looked over at the still amused Chess Piece. His face flushed, but he pushed past it.

"Either you can turn around, Ms. Nevee. Or I get a show as well."