Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140622222724

Nox nodded, and went over to the suitcase he brought. He flipped open the latches, and studied the contents. Inside were durable, light armor plates. Calmly, he strapped them onto himself in a few key locations: his chest, lower thighs, shins, and shoulders. He stretched a bit, testing how they moved. The fitted plates worked just fine, so he pulled the final item out: A mask.

Set to the curvature of his face, the mask was one long, dark metal piece that extended a bit over his chin. It had a single visor-like slit right where his eyes were that glowed a dark blue, and could take up to a small assault rifle round before breaking.

He slid that into place, and threw his hood up and over it. The cloth cast a shadow over the mask, so the only thing you could see was that blue visor.

"You ready?" His voice came out slightly synthesized.