Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140308053303

Nox twisted around, his arm pushing her off of him. The hand holding the knife was trembling, his upper lip was curling back into a snarl that would expose his fangs. He stopped attempting to be cold, aloof. She wanted emotion? Fine. She'd get emotion.

"It's none of your business, Corbeau." He spat out her last name as if it was the worst thing on the planet. "Nothing that you should be concerned about. It's my personal business, not some cybernetic, second rate freakish disgrace of a clan's. Now if you don't mind, let me go about my business. Or I remove you, and do it anyways." A small glow, the same color of Nixia's Aura began to circle around him, radiating anger, hatred, and...pain. Emotional pain.

His heart was yelling, screaming, howling for him to take it back. He felt horrible, but quickly clamped down on any emotion that would even hint that this was the wrong thing. It had to be done. There was no way he could let this continue. He couldn't let this continue. Not without going insane. He didn't know how to handle this any other way, except cutting himself off from her.

"Now get lost, Corbeau. I have no need of you." With that final utterance, Nox turned and began walking towards where they had stated the compound was.