Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20131121235443/@comment-11588669-20131226001332

He raised an eyebrow when she looked at him. He was busted, but his main concern was that Scroll. If someone had information on him, they may have some on his brother...

The she moved one hand down, and began eating on the other. In response, he shifted his arms to where they were crossed, hands clasped on hidden throwing knives. If she was going to attack him, then he'd respond in kind.

The owner of the shop gave him an order of treats to take home to his brother, and Nox nodded graciously, paying what he owed and a bit more. The woman was sticking her neck out for him by staying quiet, and he owed her greatly. Not to mention what she packed was Umbra's favorite. Plus, the fact that they both enjoyed baking helped.

Sometimes, you gotta find a common ground.

Shaking his head, he picked up the bag, and walked out. Keeping his steps steady, and his ears perked incase anyone tried to follow. The Vital Festival was a rowdy time of year, where nearly everything was accepted in the excitement. He eyed one couple distastefully when they stumbled over each other, connected at the lips.

"No sense of self control..."