Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-6975131-20130928221634/@comment-11588669-20131005193150

Nox shot after Sid, holstering his sidearm as he went. The two guards would go tell Cobalt, and he'd relay the message to his superiors.

But for now, Nox needs to stop this bastard from harming his brother.

Hauling himself to the roof, the mercenary glared at the spy. He was done messing around. He'd get the information, then kill him.

"You think." His voice was quiet. Lethal. "That I give a damn about how many pathetic bounty hunters your boss can hire? I've tried playing nice."

He walked forward slowly, each step a deliberate, smooth motion. "You can threaten me, all you like." He laughed, that same chilling sound echoing off of the skyline. "I'm a monster, spy."

The hiss of steel sliding out of leather joined his footsteps. "And I'm not bargaining with anyone's lives. These men and women are willing to die for their companions. For their families. They know the risks. And they're at their minimal. Can the Dragons men say the same?" He shot out.

"Your bosses aren't immortal. They're not invincible. No one is. They'll die with a gunshot to the head, just like anyone else. So don't try to patronize me! Don't act like I don't know what I'm going up against. I'm a mercenary, just like you."

He grinned, the fanged smile glinting in the low light. "That means, I read between the lines." With that, he settled into a stance. Nightshade was held above the techknife, both above waist level.

And Nox waited for his opponents move.