Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130821053036/@comment-11588669-20130921211753

"Damn it Messer." Nox chuckles, and sprints after the man. The theif shoves people into Nox's way-or at least, that's the attempt. The mercenary avoids each one, and continues to follow him. Up until the man goes into a shady alley.

"What is with people and cliche's lately?" He mutters, and pulls out his knife. Ten steps in, and a glint of light and hiss of metal leaving leather reaches his senses. Twisting around, Nox drives his knife into his assailents arm, and knees him in the crotch. The man drops to his knees, and recieves a kick across his jaw, dropping him.

The merc kneels down, and finds Messer's valuables. He stands, to come face to face with glowing red eyes.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me...."