10-03-2019, 04:27 PM
"Probably more dangerous, as I won't be myself. I'd be something different, not something I was born with like Kasun. He can control it, I'd be controlled by something else. Monster's so small you need a microscope to see them." At least that was the theory behind chupas, and these things were so much like them, only more dangerous.
Kasun had been the man who did the damage to Raffe's neck. It was still mildly talked about with the girls, and Nox was glad he hadn't resurface at the club again. Though he did promise to look into him for Raffe. Not that he hadn't tried, he just had no leads. Maybe he should talk to Ivan see if Ivan heard anything. But that was for later. Right now there was a flower that needed tender love and care. Nox smirked, "Are you implying something with the flower - something about rebirth and all that? Or is it because of the skit I put on?" Nox grinned. They hadn't talked about it.
Nox remembered being up on the stage, and knowing Raffe was working and could watch had only made that even more intense for him. "Did you get to see much of it?". The memories rolled in, the music, the dance, the feel of the girls against his skin. Though it had been an Egyptian story of gods, it wasn't the only one Nox had thought about doing while on stage. There were lots of god and goddesses to make fun of from his Atharim teachings. True it was all myths and legends, but it was based on a reality once upon a time. Man as gods, men becoming those gods because of the things he could do. Worship was the failing there. Just because a man could do spectacular things didn't mean he was a god, just that he had a responsibility and those men killed it for all the others. Probably like Ascendancy would do for them in this one. But that wasn't his place to say. He worked for him now, even if it really was doing the same thing he'd always done, just this time in the light of day.
"You can take care of both of us then." Nox nodded towards the flower. "I know I'd like that. And sure she will too. Like all your other green little friends in your window. I don't know how you do it, I'd probably kill them all." Nox frowned bad memories creeping up again. The darkness drifting over his mood.
Kasun had been the man who did the damage to Raffe's neck. It was still mildly talked about with the girls, and Nox was glad he hadn't resurface at the club again. Though he did promise to look into him for Raffe. Not that he hadn't tried, he just had no leads. Maybe he should talk to Ivan see if Ivan heard anything. But that was for later. Right now there was a flower that needed tender love and care. Nox smirked, "Are you implying something with the flower - something about rebirth and all that? Or is it because of the skit I put on?" Nox grinned. They hadn't talked about it.
Nox remembered being up on the stage, and knowing Raffe was working and could watch had only made that even more intense for him. "Did you get to see much of it?". The memories rolled in, the music, the dance, the feel of the girls against his skin. Though it had been an Egyptian story of gods, it wasn't the only one Nox had thought about doing while on stage. There were lots of god and goddesses to make fun of from his Atharim teachings. True it was all myths and legends, but it was based on a reality once upon a time. Man as gods, men becoming those gods because of the things he could do. Worship was the failing there. Just because a man could do spectacular things didn't mean he was a god, just that he had a responsibility and those men killed it for all the others. Probably like Ascendancy would do for them in this one. But that wasn't his place to say. He worked for him now, even if it really was doing the same thing he'd always done, just this time in the light of day.
"You can take care of both of us then." Nox nodded towards the flower. "I know I'd like that. And sure she will too. Like all your other green little friends in your window. I don't know how you do it, I'd probably kill them all." Nox frowned bad memories creeping up again. The darkness drifting over his mood.
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