Reacclimating (Kallisti House of Burlesque)

[Nox]

Mist turned with Elyse and sighed. "He looks like shit. Guess the mission didn't go as well as planned." She said to her self before returning her gaze to the beautiful woman before here.

"Not stupid, darling." She leaned in again and whispered, "We all protect ourselves after we get hurt."

Mist stood up with the grace of a cat and twirled and danced for Elyse alone. A man to their left shouted. "I didn't come here for the girls to hog all the dancers."

Mist ignored him, but the edges of the club floor stirred, all of their bouncers shifted it was like a siren sounded and now they were hyper vigilante. The other girls steered clear of th man who was making a scene and Mist saw Juls go up to Nox and place her red gloved hand on his chest to stay him. He was in a foul mood. Mist took all that in while making a spin and returning her gaze on the woman before her with a smile. She leaned down and whispered "Don't worry the boys have it in hand, just ignore him."

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Nox leaned against the wall and watched the room. His eyes avoiding the trigger that had crushed his coffee. He wasn't mad at Elyse -- more like pissed at himself. He wished he could take it all back. But now he had to wait on the man he needed to confess to before he could even consider sleep. Nox prayed Raffe would show soon, he wasn't sure how long he could keep his eyes open.

The man shouted and Nox's attention went straight to the perpetrator as did every black shirt in the place. Raw energy flowed through him, the essence left behind wanted a fight. Nox wanted a fight he could win. His fear of what was to happen next with Raffe fueled the fire. He was about to lose his home, his love, the only thing he got up in the mourning for and he wanted to win a fight he knew he couldn't when he saw him.

Juls was on the floor, her Pyro Moon outfit flamed with illusion and Nox was proud of her work. Her hand stayed him and Nox just watched the man shout. He got up and took Mist by the wrist. Every man in their security black shirts took a step forward but Nox left the wall first and the others relaxed. He wove his way through the crowd, most of the attention now on this man manhandling one of the girls. Nox had a pleasant smile on his lips but their was fire in his eyes. The hoard wanted blood but Nox was about to deny them any such thing. Not in Kallisti.

"I'm going to have to ask you to first let go of our lovely Mist. And then I'm going to have to ask you to leave the floor. You can come back tomorrow when your mood is slightly better." Chance number one.

The man let go of Mist's wrist and turned to face Nox. Step one complete. The man was taller than Nox, bigger in all aspects and he towered over the scrawny kid who lead Kallisti's security team. The man snickered. "You can't be serious."

He flung a fist and Nox reached into the black oil covered power inside and wove thin shield of air and inches from Nox's face the man's hand crashed into a wall with enough force there were several snapping sounds as his fingers broke. Other men next to this one stood up and Nox just looked at them as he lifted their friend from his feet by the nape of his neck high into above the tables and chairs and Nox smiled at his friends. "Anyone else want me to show them the way out?"

Nox floated their offender to the door. Set him down neatly on his tip toes still holding him just high enough he couldn't do anything but struggle against the single bond that held him. Nox dusted off his shoulders and smiled sweetly at the man. "You should get that hand looked at." Nox pressed a voucher into his hand. "The clinic down the road is still open. Tomorrow will be a better day." Nox set the man down and two big burly men took him by the arms and saw that he left the premisise.

Nox went back inside and checked on Mist. "You okay?"

She smiled. "Perfect. Thank you."

Nox patted her shoulder and glanced down at Elyse with a smile. "Hey Elsye. Sorry to interrupt your show."