Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131011025520/@comment-11588669-20131017020659

"Thanks...and I know what your thinking..." He spoke softly. "That you were useless, more of a detriment than a help." He looked down at the bloody claws that were his gauntlets, and sighed.

"You're not used to these things. You're more versed in fighting Grimm than humans. And trust me, that-" A large metal something slammed into him, sending him through the wall. He impacted a column on the far side, and dropped to the ground. He heaved himself onto his feet, chest burning. Nox stripped his helmet off, and coughed. Blood splattered the tile underneath him.

"Sonnova bitch..." He cursed, then staggered to his feet. The merc's armor was cracked, splinters going into his side. Gripping his techknife, he turned to see what the hell hit him. And dove right to avoid a mace slamming into the ground where he'd been.

The attacker was a huge, 8 foot tall monstrosity in almost archaic armor. Red eyes gleamed from within the eye holes in the visor, and a spiked shield wrapped aroung his left arm. In his right a large, brutally jagged mace was clutch. And an emblem Nox knew all to well was engraved on the chest piece.

Apparently, judging by the blood on the shield, he had rammed him with it.

So unprofessional. But unless Nox could reclaim Nightfall, and insert a vial, he was screwed. He hoped Tianee realized the actual function of his pistol.

He knew there was something wrong with job.