Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11527289-20130816001457/@comment-15031674-20130903204400

"Wait up. I could've sworn I heard something. Give me a moment to see if there's something there. Solas looked around, and saw nothing. "It still feels like something is there; and it's watching us. I don't feel comfortable just casually walking away." Solas thought for a moment. If you're as stealthy and agile as you appear, I'm just gonna assume you have some senses. Help me see if there's something lurking. I'm not playing around. I'm not going to get the kind of shock I got when my Aunt's village was attacked and burned to the ground. OK?" Solas looked at Noptii with a very serious look in his eyes. Something that was a little bit rare. Solas had always tried to hide his inner hate and rage with sarcasm and jokes. If he had not, he probably would have freaked out during any encounter with the Grimm. Now he had lost his humor, and he was ready to come at whatever he believed to be there at full force. He was slowly losing it. "Come on! Show yourself already, you son of a gun!" Solas knew he couldn't bear the memories he had stuck in his mind, but  the only thing he could really do was take out his anger on whatever foe appeared to be there.