Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131209023933/@comment-11588669-20131210023808

He gripped the crates, and began stacking them. He was fit for someone his age, with almost no body fat. Not to say he was a stick, though. He was muscled, but not like a body builder. There was a sleekness to his frame, the build of one who used his muscles not for lifting, but continuously for a more active lifestyle.

Nox made three piles, then set the two pups down back by their pen next to the heater. Walking back, he began to move the boxes back into the warehouse. They were cumbersome, but not too heavy. He took off his jacket at one point, setting it on a hook. His bracers were still in place, but the muscle shirt was a short sleeve, so one could see his tatoos. They looked almost like a deep blue, or black sapphire flame.

"Quick question~" He grunted, lifting another stack. "What the hell is so important to your brother that he would skip out on this? I would absolutely kill mine for this kind of crap." The teenage bouncer set them onto a stack, then came back for the final pile. He quickly transported those in, and went back to Tianee. It looked like she was dealing with one particularly annoying customer. Nox stepped silently behind the girl, and crossed his arms. His face turned stone cold, and his eyes turned to ice.

The man shut up, and bought his animal. The teen was relieved to see he scratched it under the chin gently before walking out, showing that the man was not a total asshole.

"Well. What next?"