03-14-2019, 09:37 AM
Nox grinned at Thalia's ribbing. "Might have a little beard burn." Nox rubbed his chin sarcastically he hadn't gotten that close, but... it didn't really matter he thought to himself.
It appeared that Thalia recognized some of the tattoo art on Carmen. The name was familiar, though in Moscow there were probably tons of people with that name, but the coincidence was high. Lucas' partner had been Sergei, and two tatoo parlor guys named Sergei was probably not likely - though highly possible if you looked at the probability of things. This many people and all. But Nox didn't say anything, he didn't want to talk about how he knew Lucas, and the tattoo wasn't something he was proud of. Especially not now knowing what his father had done to him. Nox wasn't ashamed of being Atharim, but he was ashamed to be his father's son...
Carmen asked if he was in trouble. Nox smirked. "If you want to call being on the run from a vigilante cult who thinks all men and women like me should die, sure I'm in trouble. Or maybe the fact that some illegal crime lord, I mean lady, is probably looking to kill me right now. Oh, wait." Nox rolled his eyes, "Can't forget that the Ascendancy probably wants me dead too. Though I don't know why, he never did like me much. Can't blame him I guess, I represent everything he hates, except maybe the power we have in common." An American Ahtarim, why not hate the kid who was nothing but in awe of the man the first time he meant him. The second and third - yeah, Nox just didn't pander to men who showed no respect back.
Nox shrugged. "Nothing to worry about really, just need to stay low and in the shadows. Shouldn't be too hard with this many people." Though the middle of no where was probably better, but Nox wasn't sure he could do that alone. Not without his sister. "I am sorry if I hurt your reputation or business. But I really don't want to get hauled into the station because of some hot head." Again, staying out of it was probably the better result, but it was easier to stop and humiliate a guy than it was to explain himself to another. The charges he had against him could very easily be resurrected with a bad cop wanting him dead.
It appeared that Thalia recognized some of the tattoo art on Carmen. The name was familiar, though in Moscow there were probably tons of people with that name, but the coincidence was high. Lucas' partner had been Sergei, and two tatoo parlor guys named Sergei was probably not likely - though highly possible if you looked at the probability of things. This many people and all. But Nox didn't say anything, he didn't want to talk about how he knew Lucas, and the tattoo wasn't something he was proud of. Especially not now knowing what his father had done to him. Nox wasn't ashamed of being Atharim, but he was ashamed to be his father's son...
Carmen asked if he was in trouble. Nox smirked. "If you want to call being on the run from a vigilante cult who thinks all men and women like me should die, sure I'm in trouble. Or maybe the fact that some illegal crime lord, I mean lady, is probably looking to kill me right now. Oh, wait." Nox rolled his eyes, "Can't forget that the Ascendancy probably wants me dead too. Though I don't know why, he never did like me much. Can't blame him I guess, I represent everything he hates, except maybe the power we have in common." An American Ahtarim, why not hate the kid who was nothing but in awe of the man the first time he meant him. The second and third - yeah, Nox just didn't pander to men who showed no respect back.
Nox shrugged. "Nothing to worry about really, just need to stay low and in the shadows. Shouldn't be too hard with this many people." Though the middle of no where was probably better, but Nox wasn't sure he could do that alone. Not without his sister. "I am sorry if I hurt your reputation or business. But I really don't want to get hauled into the station because of some hot head." Again, staying out of it was probably the better result, but it was easier to stop and humiliate a guy than it was to explain himself to another. The charges he had against him could very easily be resurrected with a bad cop wanting him dead.