Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130801035930/@comment-11588669-20130802182340

He snorts.

"Nox Caeruleus. And you, are undr the assumption I am here voluntarily, Ms. Musk. Also, I must ask that you keep what you saw to yourself. That was a moment of....choler, on my part." His tone is friendly, but his eyes are cold. They are guarded.

Looking at the ground, Nox starts. There, after being dropped like a sack of worthless tree bark, is Nightfall. He reaches down, reclaiming the rifle. He starts checking it over, making sure there is no damage.

A shudder throughout the ship signals their arrival. To Beacon, the school where they slay monsters. The scarred teen stands, and catches sight of the Academy through the open doors.

His grip on the rifle tightens, withholding the urge to force a gap and run. Or shoot someone, he's not really picky at the moment.

Grimacing, he speaks in a tone filled with hate.

"Welcome to Beacon."