Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131011025520/@comment-11588669-20131015232330

Nox stepsided the falling body-he wasn't dead, just paralyzed- and froze. There was one he missed. And he had a gun up to Tianee's head.

"One wrong move, Mercenary," The man sneered. "And I blow her freakin head off. Now drop it."

While he knew she could take care of herself, he really didn't like this. Actually, it pissed him off. Severely.

He set Nightfall on the ground, and nudged it away from himself. He took a step foreward, over the gun. Directly towards the man himself.

"S-stop! I'll do it!" That one motion completely unnerved the hostage taker, forcing him to take a step back. It was unexpected. Usually, when you had a person's ally hostage, they complied with everything you wanted them to.

T-this guy...could he really be so co-

He didn't have time to complete his thought, as pain lanced through his gun-arm. Looking down he went pale.

It was sheared off just behind the elbow. At the perfect angle, away from Tianee, so she wouldn't see, nor get blood on her. He let go of the girl in shock, and dropped to his knees. And Nox was immediatly before him.

Armored digits picked him up by the throat, slowly hauling him up to where Nox's eyes met his He had removed his helmet. And all the man could see were the midnight fires of hell.

With a snarl, the mercenary dug his clawed fingers into the man's neck, and flicked his wrist brutally. Blood coated the walls around him as a sickening crack rang throughout. The corpse was unceremoniously dropped at his feet, and he turned to Tianee. Crimson spattered his features, and he wiped it off with one hand disgustedly.

"We need to move. They'll be moving the VIP soon. This," He gestured to the evidence around them. "Won't go unnoticed." He didn't wait for her reply. He just walked over to where his helmet lay, placed it on his head, and picked up his rifle.

He began walking to the top floor, where their objective was.