03-29-2020, 12:05 PM
The drum solo that followed the opening number drew Nox's eye to Aiden's ex. One big happy family again after it all ended up badly - so much so Aiden had taken up isolation. Sage had brought him into the fold and for good reason one of which he was flaunting now.
The menacing presence in another direction drew Nox's attention away from the stage and his current company. In the distance he saw his friend. It had been a while since they'd had a chance to hang out again. Much had changed since the last time - much. Nox pulled his wallet out with a smile at Nik, "My friend showed up." He said before he tapped a message to Bas
Turn off the power. You don't want the Atharim to find you.
And then he tucked his wallet away. He had to tweak Aiden too about his display but he'd do that a bit closer to the stage. Nox stood in the space between his stool and Nik and leaned over the other man's shoulder. "They talk too much. I want to dance. Join me." But Nox didn't wait for the answer. Normally Nox would have let a finger trail along his new friends arm and shoulder to flirt but with a missing hand the seduction felt lost and a whole lot more creepy so Nox settled for patting the man on his back with what was left of this arm. Friendly but not sexy, though he was getting the feeling from the few words he'd cared to listen to that Nik wasn't into guys. No harm no foul. Nox wasn't here exactly to hook up. He was here to dance his problems away. And that's what he intended to do.
Once Nox had waded into the throng of the crowd the music started to take over and his body flowed with the music. He could have become a dancer if his father hadn't been such an ass about it all. His mother would have let him. Taught him, coached him, but he was Atharim and dancing was only an outlet of frustration and a place to find the calm. Nox drew upon the power one more time and sent a small tendril of air and flicked Aiden's nose with it. He knew the rockstar could follow the flow to him and Nox shook his head and mouthed "no." And pointed to where his dragon tattoo had been. Aiden would know it was Atharim. Aiden knew better than to flaunt his power unless he wanted to be dead. Diid he not remember what had happened at Methos' concert. Rumors were one thing but Nox knew he knew the truth.
The menacing presence in another direction drew Nox's attention away from the stage and his current company. In the distance he saw his friend. It had been a while since they'd had a chance to hang out again. Much had changed since the last time - much. Nox pulled his wallet out with a smile at Nik, "My friend showed up." He said before he tapped a message to Bas
Turn off the power. You don't want the Atharim to find you.
And then he tucked his wallet away. He had to tweak Aiden too about his display but he'd do that a bit closer to the stage. Nox stood in the space between his stool and Nik and leaned over the other man's shoulder. "They talk too much. I want to dance. Join me." But Nox didn't wait for the answer. Normally Nox would have let a finger trail along his new friends arm and shoulder to flirt but with a missing hand the seduction felt lost and a whole lot more creepy so Nox settled for patting the man on his back with what was left of this arm. Friendly but not sexy, though he was getting the feeling from the few words he'd cared to listen to that Nik wasn't into guys. No harm no foul. Nox wasn't here exactly to hook up. He was here to dance his problems away. And that's what he intended to do.
Once Nox had waded into the throng of the crowd the music started to take over and his body flowed with the music. He could have become a dancer if his father hadn't been such an ass about it all. His mother would have let him. Taught him, coached him, but he was Atharim and dancing was only an outlet of frustration and a place to find the calm. Nox drew upon the power one more time and sent a small tendril of air and flicked Aiden's nose with it. He knew the rockstar could follow the flow to him and Nox shook his head and mouthed "no." And pointed to where his dragon tattoo had been. Aiden would know it was Atharim. Aiden knew better than to flaunt his power unless he wanted to be dead. Diid he not remember what had happened at Methos' concert. Rumors were one thing but Nox knew he knew the truth.