Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131011025520/@comment-11588669-20131013162226

He swore, and stepped in front of her. His armor was high grade metal polymer plates attatched to a flexible weave. Meaning, that it could take small arms fire rather easily. Tianee, on the other hand, as far as he knew, was not wearing any type of armor.

He flexed is hand, the motion sending a signal to the armor. A blade, razor sharp, but barely 5 inches long, extended from the side of his bracer. Meant to be used in very close situations, it wasn't meant for high levels of damage.

Nox moved forward, slowly, step by step. A hushed breath reached his ears, then an eerie laugh echoed in the alley. A glint of metal, a rushed step-

He pivoted, and grabbed the arm holding a gun to his head. Throwing an elbow into the man's stomach, he slammed his armored boot into his assailents knee. A crack sounded in the night. The now identified man went down, and a knee to the face greeted him.

He fell back, gripping his now bloody nose. And Nox lashed out with his foot, ramming the man's head to the wall.

The merc looked down, and studied him. Plain faced, nothing remarkable. With the exception of some slight scarring on the underside of his jaw, showing a facial reconstruction. A professional assassin...this just got much more complicated....

A glint of metal caught his eye, and he traced it to a bronze chain around the assassin's neck. He gave it a tug, and studied the amulet just revealed. Then prompty dropped it in disgust.

It was them. And this job just got a whole lot more complicated.

He turned to Tianee, and motioned for them to go. He began walking towards Cobalt's Bar. Right now, he really needed to talk to him.