12-20-2020, 12:49 AM
A nod was Jay’s greeting in return. He always liked Allan, who welcomed the newcomer to the group of Dominions. Allan had zero idea what the past few weeks were like. Natalie knew. Mostly. She guessed the rest, but even she couldn’t see inside his head. Although sometimes it felt like she stirred around in there for all of the woman’s mind-reading.
Nox waited like a commander for his team to present themselves. He wasn’t military, but he had more enough of a spine to be in the hottest of fields. Their quick banter was enough to prick Jay from his own thoughts, if only for a moment. Name-dropping Ascendancy did that. He glanced behind him momentarily, expecting the man to whom Jay swore his loyalty manifest himself like some godly specter. Why had he done it? For the promise of channeling? For the promise of blood and battle? Suppose he got his wish. He’d seen enough blood for two lifetimes.
Nox looked good, he thought upon first inspection. He looked strong and eager, though the flicker of darkness was not lost upon one to whom the darkness was an old friend. Naturally, he studied the false arm.
“No amputations today, got it?” he spoke sternly, but buried in the accusation was humor, morbid though it was.
It was the first they’d seen one another since before. The day he half-fucked Anna Marie at the casino hotel, it was Nox that he reached out to. Jay wasn’t bringing it up now.
But he wasn’t the same person as before.
Neither of them were.
Nox waited like a commander for his team to present themselves. He wasn’t military, but he had more enough of a spine to be in the hottest of fields. Their quick banter was enough to prick Jay from his own thoughts, if only for a moment. Name-dropping Ascendancy did that. He glanced behind him momentarily, expecting the man to whom Jay swore his loyalty manifest himself like some godly specter. Why had he done it? For the promise of channeling? For the promise of blood and battle? Suppose he got his wish. He’d seen enough blood for two lifetimes.
Nox looked good, he thought upon first inspection. He looked strong and eager, though the flicker of darkness was not lost upon one to whom the darkness was an old friend. Naturally, he studied the false arm.
“No amputations today, got it?” he spoke sternly, but buried in the accusation was humor, morbid though it was.
It was the first they’d seen one another since before. The day he half-fucked Anna Marie at the casino hotel, it was Nox that he reached out to. Jay wasn’t bringing it up now.
But he wasn’t the same person as before.
Neither of them were.
Only darkness shows you the light.