Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131104025754

A low growl echoed through the room, but Nox's face was impassive. Settling onto his feet, the mercenary walked up right behind Tianee. He clasped his hands behind his back, feet spread apart in a militaristic pose.

"Mr. Silas," He was back to the frigid, undiscernable tone. "We would appreciate if you listened to what Ms. Musk and I have to say. We are escorting you to your home. And telling us why you require an armed and trained escort would greatly improve your chances of survival."

The noble finally acknowledged the teen, and his eyes widened. It wasn't the eyes of frozen night, nor the odd hair. It was the aura that caused the womanizing heir's eyes to widen. That feeling of cold detatchment. He realized that this particular bodyguard didn't care what happened to him.

Tristan nodded shakily. "M-my family is very close to the Schnee Dust Company. We feared that White Fang members would attack one of the Silas dynasty to get back at our friends. I don't believe that we need the likes of you," Here he sniffed impetuously, as if Nox's very presence fouled the air. "to guard one of such high standing. Your friend on the other hand, is most welcome." He gave a flirtatious wink towards Tianee.

"God, I wish Idina was here right now. She'd have a hayday with this bastard." Nox muttered under his breath. Looking down, he gave Tianee a nod, signaling her to speak.