Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140603014955/@comment-11588669-20140614042232

''God, why can't he just admit he stole it. Not like I'm gonna tell anyone. Seems to forget he wasn't the only one who ever stole something.'' Nox shook his head in exasperation, and turned, gesturing for Messer to follow.

"I think we don't have any classes for today, so we should be fine. And...if we go into a bar, and I start talking to someone, just...keep your mouth shut. Especially if a kid with green hair shows up. Last thing I need is for you two to become friends. The headache may never stop." The mercenary cracked a wry smile, and adjusted the weapon on his back slightly. His wallet and backpack were grabbed on the way out.