Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20130915040932/@comment-11588669-20131008232001

"Fuck this." Heat entered his voice. This had gone on too long.

Reaching down, Nox grabbed four explosive knives, each held with the hilt between his fingers. It was a makeshift punch-dagger.

This fight was way to long. And beginning to irritate him.

He charged the flipped Deathstalker, and almost danced away from the flailing claws. Leaping, he slammed his fist down right behind the thing's headplate, all four blades sinking in. Hitting the activators on the as he pulled out Nightshade, the merc fired as many shots as he could to weaken the area.

He was running out of time. As he finished the final round in the clip, and turned to leap away, the explosion ignited. He was propelled forward, rolling and tumbling across the ground. He finally stopped, and stayed there.

''Never doing that again. Ever.''