03-28-2020, 12:09 PM
Sterling was going to be a handful. Nox took several long slow breathes to calm himself. He wasn't tired from the running, he was exhausted. And Sterling's triad of questions made it all that much worse. She tried to pull Raffe to her side of things, and if he knew what was good for him he'd do it. But he likely wouldn't have - not after he tried to defuse the situation. He'd have to have a long talk with Raffe about that - especially when it came to protecting him. Nox didn't need Raffe to get hurt.
Sterling stormed off in the wrong direction and Nox had to correct her, she threw a stone at him in a huff and Nox sighed. "We can't let her get too far ahead of us, no telling what is down here." Nox held out his hand to Raffe and hoped he'd take it. He needed the comfort. This was one fucked up day. One fucked up life more like it. He gave Raffe a soft smile, "You okay?" Seeing a bullet hanging in mid-air in front of you had to be hard on anyone - Nox knew that his heart was still racing from it. What if it hadn't been thick enough? strong enough? What if... Nox couldn't dwell on it. His whole use of the power was one big experiment. One gamble after the other, and one day it was going to land him in more hot water than he could get out of - or worse someone he cared about would be dead - or himself. But that last one didn't matter. Nox knew he'd never die of old age - that was not the way of the Atharim. And he wasn't about to go out like his father. Not without a fight.
Sterling stormed off in the wrong direction and Nox had to correct her, she threw a stone at him in a huff and Nox sighed. "We can't let her get too far ahead of us, no telling what is down here." Nox held out his hand to Raffe and hoped he'd take it. He needed the comfort. This was one fucked up day. One fucked up life more like it. He gave Raffe a soft smile, "You okay?" Seeing a bullet hanging in mid-air in front of you had to be hard on anyone - Nox knew that his heart was still racing from it. What if it hadn't been thick enough? strong enough? What if... Nox couldn't dwell on it. His whole use of the power was one big experiment. One gamble after the other, and one day it was going to land him in more hot water than he could get out of - or worse someone he cared about would be dead - or himself. But that last one didn't matter. Nox knew he'd never die of old age - that was not the way of the Atharim. And he wasn't about to go out like his father. Not without a fight.
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