Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20140822045317/@comment-24012109-20140919142144

What he saw made him question his visions. It looked to be...an older Noir-like figure? Omega even had similar weaponry to that of Phantom Limb if the lighting allowed him to catch a glimpse of it. It was at that moment, he felt a sharp rush of fear through his body. He may not have known the meaning of the emotion, but the irony of his words stirred in his soul, making his palms feel sweaty and made simply stare back in a wide-eyed fashion.

''Is..is this real? S-seriously?!''

He looked over at Noir, even more stupified than him, silenced as she thought in her head. As Omega spoke, he felt as though he could hear the countless mercenaries and goon's cries and screams of agonies. As though just being in the same room changed his personality and held it in a cage. He felt constricted as he gritted his teeth, hating this almost gravitational feeling that Omega simply spoke to reveal. Seeing as how Noir was still analyzing, he spoke for himself.

"...A question? What kind o' one?", the man told the lightly illuminated figure, his voice sure but still uneasy. While being rather apphrehensive about who this person was, he still kept himself to be prideful.