Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131109164934

He gripped the heir's wrist, twisted and yanked him forward. Turning, the mercenary swept his leg backwards, scything Tristan's feet out from under him. The boy flew through the air, and hit the ground hard.

"You're right, Noble." Nox stated calmly, not a hint of emotion showing on his face. "She is better of without me. It would have been better had we not met on that airship, or even hated each other. But, it's her call to make. Not something for either of us to decide. And Miss Musk, the bodies are being cleaned by drones." He stepped over to the boy, and placed a pistol in his hand. The faint sounds of mechanisms whirring outside the door echoed throughout the room.

"It's obvious you want to kill me, and the world would be better if you did so. So go ahead." He stepped back ten paces, and patted the area right above his heart. Clasping his hand behind his back, Nox stood and waited. No expression, not even a glimpse of worry withing those dark sapphire eyes.

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Tristan blinked in shock, the weight of the weapon in his hand seemingly increased a thousandfold. Should he? It would certainly be better to deprive the world of yet another murderer. But, at the same time, was it his decision to end someones life?

Quite simply, for the good of the world, yes.

His mind made up, he raised the pistol and aimed.