Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13172690-20140626025213/@comment-11588669-20140701213829

He stepped into his dorm, thankful that no one else was in it. The male sighed, quickly changing from out of his school uniform. Why a combat school would have something that restricted movement that much as a uniform, he didn't know.

Plus the damned tie was too tight. He felt like he was choking.

He paused, looking at the mirror. The same thing he saw everytime: Scars and tattoos. A sigh escaped his lips as he slid his shirt on. One day those weren't going to bother him...he hoped.

He slid Nightfall into it's normal place, and sheathed his techknife onto his hip. The rest of his knives were placed in across his body, some in plain view, some not. He only would bring three today, as it was only a spar. Any more was overkill.

Nox checked over everything, and headed out the door.

''Thirty minutes till....well, this should be fun. ''