Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140122020253/@comment-11588669-20140123035424

He opened it, and smiled, stepping to the side to allow her in. "Two jackets, really?"

Nox's stuff was already set up. Books were laid out on the table, some note-books for diagrams or tables, and he had set up a couple of candles. Slow music played, and there was a nice, clean, natural scented aroma in the air. The atmosphere was peaceful, and he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Hope it isn't too much. Wanted to make it nicer then in normally is."

He had blown some cash from the last job, figuring she was worth it. And he had to say, if he ever got crippled. He could plan places of zen. Now if only he had a pool...

Shaking his head, Noctum looked at the bags in her hand, and picked them up. He shifted his head to the side slightly, studying both it and her. She seemed fatigued.

"You brought food? And are you alright?"