Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20131214021037/@comment-11588669-20140113024047

Nox blinked.

"You are one of the most interesting, and rather forward people I've ever met, ya know that?" He stated calmly, before sitting on the bed. He reached over to the nightstand to grasp a case. Opening it, the Bouncer pulled out a pure whitewood flute. He examined it, and finding there were no cracks, played a single note. Nodding in satisfaction, Nox began to play a slow melody. It was happy, cheerful. More reminiscant of time spent at home with family in front of a fire, than say, a picnic.

He finished, then looked over to see copper eyes staring. He grinned a bit sheepishly, settling the flute on his lap.

"Sorry...force of habit."