Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170509184718/@comment-31336039-20170522203911

Late in the night, Némésis resumed the control of his emotions and returned to his modest lodging.There he removed his tactical belt and put down his stuff before locking it in the drawer, only leaving his helmet in the open. Before approaching a basin of water and plunging his head inside to cool down. '''This guy is dangerous. An apprentice hero in search of a way to save his world? And he comes to seek help in another world ??? Does he understands what's going to happen? Obviously not ... And have the audacity to enter the head of an unknown without his consent? No, calm down! This is not the time to rethink about this desperate idiot. You have your own worries. 'He distracted himself by making bubbles.'' The cold water quickly finished calming the last embers of the madness that had rattled him since the accident. Not seeking to drown, he took his face out of the water and lit a candle with a stone lighter.He sat down and contemplated his helmet resting on the drawers. In particular the two red lenses and their special significance. The flame of the candle, giving it an even more intimidating appearance than usual. But he was quicly distract by his dripping hair. Telling him it was time he took care of their length. '''Well, the place do not look too badly in security. I may allow myself to take the risk of removing this armor for a shower or a bath. I wonder how much it will cost me? Security included! Do not want to be raped while I am vulnerable.''' On this thought, after checking that the door was blocked and pushed the dresser to forbid the acces to the smart little one who could crochet the lock, he slumped on the bed and allowed himself to slip into sleep.