Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20170119014916/@comment-11588669-20170122182343

"Fair enough." Garron echoed with a grin that quickly turns to a frown as he looked at Nox. The large Huntsman glared down at the blue haired student, talking lowly so Sabah might not hear.

"Are you done trying to annoy everyone to the point they'll leave you alone?"

"..." Nox sighed, uncrossing his arms and picking up Nightfall, studying the housing. "That transparent, huh?"

"No duh. I get it: after Solarian, you want to do something with your life and old habits die hard. Trusting people isn't easy. But Nox...?"

Here the Merc's attention focuses on his minder.

"Get over it. Huntsmen and Huntresses work as part of a team, not loners. Few actually do make it out there alone, in my experience. And you've got the potential to actually do something to help the world, not just for cash."

"...you done yet? We're nearing the AO."

"...yeah I'm done. Brooding bastard." Nox shook his head and stepped beside Sabah, rifle in hand as he peered down. He looked a bit pale at the height...

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As Aureole approached the villiage, the first thing she'll notice is smoke. The second is the smell: a blend of burning wood, stone, flesh, and the stench of corpses. If she flies closer she'll find nothing but rubble and bodies and ransacked houses.