Nox rolled his eyes "May stamina is fine duckling." Nox glanced at his watch. "Been at his for a few hours, and walked and ran with the dog for a good hour before that." He was pretty sure he could out last some of these girls. Chasing monsters through cities or forests wasn't easy and Nox had done it for days. It was the mental exhaustion that was going to get to him first. But he felt better than he had in months. This felt better than anything - except maybe flirting.
Amaya tapped away at her phone and took care of people. It was good to make friends. He grinned at her and thanked her but was more than right. He firmly believed in fake it till you make it. And in that moment he realized why. And Nox wondered how much of his life he'd faked until it became a reality. Had he ignored his sister because all before that was a lie? He shook his head to clear away the thoughts. As he took it from the top as Amaya said.
He focused on the moves, the music, his partner - pushed away the worst of it all the self doubt. They moved and talked and laughed and then in the middle of their second round through the doors to the theater pushed open. And it was like watching a slow motion video except at full speed. Three beautiful women came bouncing in with the wind blowing through their hair. Nox felt the distinct chill of the female side of the power and wondered which one was a godling. One more bouncy than the other, her hair was done up in ringlets and she was smacking away at ringlets and I knew I was getting their show, not them. Unlike Amaya who seemed real not a persona. He glanced at her and then back at them.
The tall brunnet's lipstick was bright red and her eyes were bright. She saw more than she let on, Nox pegged her as the one with the power. The last was small and dark and looked very much like an avenging angel - minus the wings. The blue in her hair and the dark lipstick made the pale skin even paler.
Amaya laughed and greeted her friends. "This is Moon Pyre." Amaya introduced the brunette first and as the name suggested a fireball floated around her head. And Nox smiled knowingly. "This is Candy." She said of the blonde. And finnally she introduced the goth chick. "And this is Mist. Ladies this is Nox. He needs our help."
Nox wasn't sure how to react to that but he put on a smile and nodded. "Need is such a strong word. I need bodies, and maybe a little help." He winked.
Candy clapped her hands together and started right in. "Alright girls." She looked at Nox and when he just shrugged she smiled happily and continued "Tell us Nox how we can help?
And for the second time that day Nox went through the story and the movements, and let them listen to the music. His plans had grown since working with Amaya and by the time they were all panting he had a pretty good working team. But his stomach rumbled and he wondered when was the last time he ate. "Is there food in this joint? A kitchen too, maybe?" Eating out was so not going to work for Nox.
Amaya tapped away at her phone and took care of people. It was good to make friends. He grinned at her and thanked her but was more than right. He firmly believed in fake it till you make it. And in that moment he realized why. And Nox wondered how much of his life he'd faked until it became a reality. Had he ignored his sister because all before that was a lie? He shook his head to clear away the thoughts. As he took it from the top as Amaya said.
He focused on the moves, the music, his partner - pushed away the worst of it all the self doubt. They moved and talked and laughed and then in the middle of their second round through the doors to the theater pushed open. And it was like watching a slow motion video except at full speed. Three beautiful women came bouncing in with the wind blowing through their hair. Nox felt the distinct chill of the female side of the power and wondered which one was a godling. One more bouncy than the other, her hair was done up in ringlets and she was smacking away at ringlets and I knew I was getting their show, not them. Unlike Amaya who seemed real not a persona. He glanced at her and then back at them.
The tall brunnet's lipstick was bright red and her eyes were bright. She saw more than she let on, Nox pegged her as the one with the power. The last was small and dark and looked very much like an avenging angel - minus the wings. The blue in her hair and the dark lipstick made the pale skin even paler.
Amaya laughed and greeted her friends. "This is Moon Pyre." Amaya introduced the brunette first and as the name suggested a fireball floated around her head. And Nox smiled knowingly. "This is Candy." She said of the blonde. And finnally she introduced the goth chick. "And this is Mist. Ladies this is Nox. He needs our help."
Nox wasn't sure how to react to that but he put on a smile and nodded. "Need is such a strong word. I need bodies, and maybe a little help." He winked.
Candy clapped her hands together and started right in. "Alright girls." She looked at Nox and when he just shrugged she smiled happily and continued "Tell us Nox how we can help?
And for the second time that day Nox went through the story and the movements, and let them listen to the music. His plans had grown since working with Amaya and by the time they were all panting he had a pretty good working team. But his stomach rumbled and he wondered when was the last time he ate. "Is there food in this joint? A kitchen too, maybe?" Eating out was so not going to work for Nox.
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