Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130821053036/@comment-11588669-20130921191436

''This was supposed to be a get in, get out job. Messer, usually I'd tear you a new one. But because this is for family, then I got your back.''

Nox grabs an officer by the throat before he can pull out his weapon, and slams him into the wall. Delivering a punch to his stomach, the mercenary turned student turns and sends an elbow into another's head.

One pulled out a pistol, and raised it to shoot into the back of Messer's head-

A gunshot rang out.

The man's screams echoed in the office as he clutched his now stumped, bleeding arm. Nox stands impassively, his sidearm raised. Smoke drifts out of the chamber, the evidence to the shot.

"Next one who pulls that shit on my partner, is getting pulled out of here in pieces. Do I make myself clear?" His tone is flat. But Nox's midnight eyes are colder than ice.

"Messer." The scarred teeb intones, his voice now slightly warmer. "It's your call. Do we walk, or we fight?"