Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140630233519/@comment-11588669-20140713030802

Nox blinked, cocking his head to the side. He followed her lead, but something about what she had just said sounded familiar.

"Aura....is that what the Hunters use? That damned shield that makes it fucking impossible to hit them until you break it?" The merc asked irritably, shifting. He had heard the term from a Huntsman he got the jump on, once. The man had escaped, somehow. Because any blow Nox landed on him didn't do any sort of damage! It was goddamned frustrating to the mercenary. Everything up until the very last moments of that fight had been ineffective, untill finally that shield didn't appear, and Nightfall sliced the Hunter across the chest. The man's eyes had widened, and he backed off, running away.

He would have followed, but Grimm had shown up, and the merc had to finish those. It was, frankly, quite irritating. And now she wanted him to have one?! He trusted Nixia, he truly did. But Nox...didn't really want a tool used by the Hunters. It was...distasteful.

With a sigh, he blocked off the thoughts, and focused on her voice.