Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140222213533

Nox nodded, and began unpacking his bags, placing Nixia's beside her. He had three, each dedicated to something different. From the first, he removed clothes, ranging from pants to muscle shirts to plain t-shirts. Board shorts, a dark, emerald green with black stripes down the side were set on the sofa next to him. All with methodical precision. And then he moved onto the second. Unzipping it, he began to remove weapons. A kilo of high yield explosives, stacks of knives, about twelve grenades, his techknife, and his pistol and several magazines. He stacked these on the table, and turned to the final bag.

This one was suitably lighter than the others. He opened it, and examined the contents, before closing it. His suitcase was unzipped as well. And a T-shaped visor stared back at him. Nodding, the male closed the suitcase, and slid it below the couch. Grabbing the board shorts and a change of clothes, Nox began walking towards the bathroom. Tucking a knife into the shirt as he did.

"I'm going to relax in here, a bit." He called over his shoulder. Towels were available inside, so he slid the door shut, and began to change.

He didn't realize that it had opened slightly.