Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5431934-20130928193941/@comment-11588669-20131002120358

Nox grinned darkly, the air around him getting seemingly colder. It's been awhile since he let this side of him out.

"You seem not to realize something girl." He laughed coldly. His eyes promised pain, harm, and death. This was when he was on a contract. This WAS the Mercenary.

"I'm not out to make a lesson. I'm not like them." The teen gestured to those around him. "Most of my life has been breaking the rules for survival. Violence being a large priority. " His hand flashed out, the knife hidden in his sleeve sent thudding into the ground right in front of his ex-teammates crotch. It wasn't for show, it was to stop him from moving.

"I don't want him injured, begging for me to stop. That's a waste of time, and energy that could be better spent. No." His grin widened. "I have no use for theatrics, they get me no where. Here? I just want him to die." In what seemed like a single, smooth motion, Nightfall appeared in his hand, shifted into it's bladed form. And in a downward arc towards Jacen's head.