Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140507214033

He stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Nox set his stuff to the side, and quickly stripped down. Once in the spray, he sighed. Grabbing his soap, he lathered some in his hands and began to clean himself. All the while, not really thinking like he normally would. The male mercenary was content, in a form. So he sung to himself softly.

"I watch this city burn...these dreams like ashes float away. Your voice I've never heard...only...silence..." The water washed away the suds, and he braced his hands on the wall, watching the slightly red tinted water flow down the drain.

"Where were you when our hearts were bleeding? Where were you, it all crashed down~! Never thought that you'd decieve me, where are you now?" He closed his eyes, relaxing in the warm water.

"How long can you stand the pain? How long will you hide your face?! How long will you be afraid? Are you afraid?!" He sat down, crossing his legs at the ankles and wrapping his arms around his knees. His eyes slightly watered at the song. It was almost ironic for him, a song asking if he's afraid. And there was a constant fear for him. A fear of dying alone, of having no one caring when he did. It was a deep fear, one that rarely saw the light of day. One he hated.

"How long will you play this game? Will you fight or will you walk away? How long will you let it burn, let it burn? Let it burn...." He exhaled slowly, and began humming the guitar line to himself. Not even knowing the door was cracked a bit.