Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20130915040932/@comment-11588669-20131015022713

''You have got to be kidding me...fine, he wants to attack my team-mates, then I blow his head off. They may be Beacon, but, well. You don't leave someone you just fought with to die.''

In one smooth, fast movement, Nox unholstered his pistol, aimed and fired. The round blew through the kid's shoulder, which the merc followed through with a thundering kick to the head. It sent Sven into another tree, and Nox into the air. And the scarred teen landed in a crouch right in front of Sven's previous target.

Nox quickly dropped his pistol in front of his teammate, and pulled out his assault rifle. In a second, it was unshifted, sighted, and his finger was gently caressing the trigger. One move, and he'd shoot the beserk kid right in the chest.

He wouldn't miss, not at this distance. The round was too powerful. And he didn't care if the other student was a teen.

"One motion, and I splatter your heart all over this forest. Choose wisely." His voice was a snarl, almost spitting the words at the immobile teen.