Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131107045949

Nox dropped the corpse, and turned to Tianee. He had hoped she wouldn't see this, but now it was unavoidable.

"Mr. Silas." His tone was urgent, but professional. The Heir turned to him, fear and hate in his eyes. Nox immediatly dismissed them. "She's going into shock. Take her back to the airship, and keep her from blacking out. I'll be right behind you." He sheathed his knife, and pulled out Nightfall, the weapon shifting into a sleek rifle. "If she begins to pass out, get some ice or cold water, and splash it on her. It will jump start her nerves, and clear away the feeling. And if she begins to throw up, let her." Tristan looked to be about to say something, but the only standing merc cut him off.

"This isn't the time. Right now, both of you are in danger. Once they come to, they'll be after mine and Tianee's head. So MOVE IT!" He yelled the last part, and the heir nodded.

He picked the small girl up, and moved back towards the airship. Nox kept his weapon raised, right behind him. They made it onto the ship without any other complications, and Tianee was placed onto the bed.

"Thank you. I can take it from here-"

"Do you really think that I'm leaving her here with you after what I just saw?" Tristan inturrupted. Nox turned to him, and removed his helmet. His eyes were sad, and the heir was taken aback.

"I've dealt with this before. Trust me. It's better for her to talk to someone she trusts, and while I'd prefer for one of her team-mates to be here, I'm it. Now please, leave us." He said with a tone of resigned finality. To his surprise, the other male just nodded, and exited the room.

Nox walked over to the bathroom, and soaked a cloth in cool water.

"I'm...so sorry, you saw that..." He said ashemedly as he walked back in. Placing the rag on her forhead, he sighed.

"I just hope you can still trust me after this..."