Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20131202000648/@comment-11588669-20131207022832

He sighed, placing his weapons into their slots. His helmet was secured onto his belt. He'd recovered them on the way, and wiped as much blood off as he could. He was covered in the stuff, not to mention that last...stunt, drenched his face. Nox groaned, a headache pulsing. It was a painful after affect of his feral modes. Then he saw teal hair. Dropping himself a good six feet away, he looked at the girl, and chuckled. It was marred by the pain in his voice.

"Tianee...you may want to...stay away. At least until I get cleaned off." His throat was raw, he had a dozen nicks and cuts. His bones ached, muscles screamed. He hadn't exerted himself that much since....a long time ago. He coughed, and frowned at the outcome.

"You got 5 minutes, Lover boy." Idina's voice rang over the com. He groaned, then forced himself to his feet. Pressing a finger into the com on his ear, he spoke,

''"Alright, Idina. Head back to the bar, and take the stairs in the back. There should be an apartment. Go in, laze about, what have you. Use the shower if you need to. But, there'll be a kid there. Fifteen, green hair. He'll try to flirt. You won't do anything, but turn him down. This goes for the rest of you, as well. Anyone hurts him, you're not making it back to Beacon. I may be being overly dramatic, but he's the only family I've got left. I'd like to be an uncle some day, so don't touch him." ''The armored teen took his hand odd, then knelt down in front of his girlfriend. He didn't touch her, though.

"We got give minutes until this place becomes a crater. Can you walk? The door's over there, and I don't want to get blood on you."