Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130821053036/@comment-11588669-20130902053343

Nox fell into step slightly behind Messer, keeping an eye on the cops. The kid doesnt know it, but he has a certain...reputation, with the law enforcement. And it's not all that much of a good one.

They stop at the front desk, and the cop there looks up. He's an average man, brown hair, blue eyes. And the current head of the department. Joy.

"What do you-" His eyes widened. "You! What are you doing here?"

The merc sighed, and held his hand up to stop the coming tirade. "Look. I'm going to make this quick. You have documents that the Headmaster would like. Recent Grimm movements, high threat criminals, you know the drill. So, as soon as you hand those over, the sooner we're out of your hair. Capisce?"

The Captain glared at those darker blue eyes, which hardened in a challenge. An unspoken conversation went through there.

Grunting, the man pulled out an envelope of files, and handed them to the teen. Nodding, Nox turned and motioned to Messer to follow him.