Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140718021119/@comment-11588669-20140722043104

He took her hand in a sure grip, and shook it. Another nod, and the mask he normally wore came into play. His face seemed to harden into a glare, and his eyes looked practically dead. Without another word, the infamous mercenary turned and began to walk away.

As he got to the trees, he paused, and turned. "Eventi. If you ever need to talk..." Nox left the rest unfinished, and started back towards Beacon, sword in hand.

He still hadn't worked out all his anger, after all.