Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131008005529/@comment-11588669-20131013023431

Nox sweat-dropped. Suddenly, the option of leaving them to screw with the world was looking more and more appealing....

''Seriously, who needed Beacon? Just send Mess out there to deal with the problems. He'd fix them with sex appeal. Wait...Did I really just think that? ''He groaned when he realized he actually did.

Life sucked when your an emotionally unstable male teenage mercenary with a way to serious outlook on life. It truly did.

He walked over, and sat down across the way from Crimal, giving his team-mate an unamused look.

"Who did we piss off to do this to us?" He asked, sighing.