Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131114002940

Nox swore, and turned around. One was in armor- one of the bodyguards. And he had Tianee to his chest, with a gun at her head. He growled, too exhausted to do anything. If he could get a weapon, something. Then maybe he could stop him. The only thing he could do, is stall. And hope to anything holy that Tianee can get the man off of her.

The man chuckled. "You are Winter? I've heard you've been responsible for a massacre of my comrades. But I believe, this time, I've won." Nox snarled beneath his helm.

"The last man who did that, I cut his arm off, then broke his neck with a punch." He practically hissed. "What do you think I'm gonna do to you?"

"Nothing." The armored man responded casuallly. "You were within the blast raduis of a type-2 explosive. There's nothing you can do." A knife flitted by his face, embedding itself right behind him.

"Well. That was strike one. Two more, and the girl is dead." He said, all air of diplomacy gone. The two teenage males growled.