Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20170206175530/@comment-5543592-20170213194151

Nightingale stood and turned to her, cape pulled back at his shoulders, exposing the sigil and armour taunt against his muscular frame.

It had been his intention to be visible. He'd been expecting her. If Nightingale didn't want to be seen, then he wouldn't've been.

"Damien Hermious." He started, his voice staring out on an intense note, before calming, "Paid me a visit last night."