Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131107041548

He sighed, and walked back out.

This is getting really annoy-

The man swung. A blade flashed, and blood sprayed in the air. Something thunked to the ground, and it sounded...fleshy.

"I suggest, that next time. You leave the girl alone." He hissed, the feeling from before coming back in. The furnature around them seemed to warp, the shadows crawled.

His techknife was out, and ichor dripped off the twelve inch blade. The man who swung was looking down at his dismembered arm in horror. He looked up, to see a fist smash into his nose.

They were unprepared for that. They looked at the teenage mercenary, who shifted to where he was in front of Tianee.

"I'm not sure what to do here." His tone was flat. "I find myself in a bit of a problem. You just attempted to hurt someone close to me, ignoring the implied warning. As a student of Beacon, I can't kill you.  Oh, wait." The voice turned from flat to menecing. The feeling of fear intesified.

"I don't care."

The blade on the underside of his arm slid out of its sheath, and he began walking forward. The older men stepped back with each he took, until they pressed themselves against a wall. One suddenly dropped to his knees, screaming. Another soon followed as his armor warped around him. One by one, they were rendered catatonic.

Nox cocked his head to the side in curiosity. This had never happened before. Shaking it, he looked at the man who was unaffected.

Kill one, and the rest will scatter like rodents before a flame...

He grasped the man by the throat, hauling him up. The knife was readied, and it plunged forward.