Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130801035930/@comment-11588669-20130802005953

This time, the teenage Merc actually laughed out loud. The girl's observent, he'll give her that. Unfortunately, she came to the wrong conclusion. Though, she does have a quick tongue. Finally, someone who could fence with language. This'll make my day.

"Backstreet alley, hmm? And what about a girl who wouldn't be out of place in a barbarian's harem?" He snipes back viciously. Inwardly he winces. That was a bit...much, even for him. But something about her just...sets him off. "And who said what I drunk was medicine? For all you know, it could have been alchohol." Here he grins. It's false, but malicious.

''I'm not at my usual level today...could it be the stress? Or did Cobalt get the mixture wrong this time? He doesn't usually, but everyone makes mistakes.''

Nox turns to the window, to see they have almost arrived at the academy. Reaching down and picking up the backpack hidden under the bench, he turns to the girl. He shrugs the bag onto his shoulder, and picks up his rifle. The pulsing within the blue haired boy's skull increases with the movement, but he shrugs it off.

Facing the girl once more, he's amused to see two other freaking out about some vomit. Laughing inwardly, he focused on the bun haired girl. Or, more approprietly, her stance. She is lax, but her trident is within easy reach. Judging by her ease of posture, she's confident of her skills. Not cocky, but the self assuredness of one who has used them many times. The teal haired girl would be worth watching. For two reasons; One, is that to underestimate her is to die. The second is the fact that she managed to get under his skin quickly.

Settling into a comfortable stance, he waits for her answer. This will at least amuse him untill they land, though that will be rather soon.