The bottle pressed into his hand and Oriena was already moving to shove him. His hand reflexivly snapped around the bottle so as not to drop it. That would be bad. Oriena without her bottle was never a good thing. He didn't have anything else to offer her on him. Though his connections were getting better and he could find Oriena something and once he actually made his home a home he'd have something else on offer. But for now he only had what they had now or purchased later and purchasing usually cooled the vibe. And he didn't want to be cooled.
His thoughts were interrupted when Oriena's hands landed and he fell backwards, the bottle safely in his hand as he landed. "Fuck." Nox growled. "I was fucking kidnapped and tortured and I'm at fault." He didn't get up and he didn't yell but the fury inside boiled enraged by the violence. But to be fair he didn't have to burn the place down he could have just gotten away and come back when he was feeling better. But he didn't tell Ori that.
Oriena took a step forward as he fell and Nox stood up aware of the the proximity of which he stood when he did. Nox put the mechanical hand on her hip still holding the bottle. He didn't put any pressure on it, just a gentle touch for now. Now they had eyes on them. Violence would only get the cops. Nox reached into the emptiness that held the power but didn't need it, he wanted cold harshness of his emotions. "They deserved worse than what I gave them. You saw what they were doing to that kid. And I was next."
Fury rose and Nox tugged her closer with is hand and put the other at the back of her neck and leaned in whispered. "Thank you." He pressed hard against her lips. A rare occassion he felt the need to push what he wanted.
His thoughts were interrupted when Oriena's hands landed and he fell backwards, the bottle safely in his hand as he landed. "Fuck." Nox growled. "I was fucking kidnapped and tortured and I'm at fault." He didn't get up and he didn't yell but the fury inside boiled enraged by the violence. But to be fair he didn't have to burn the place down he could have just gotten away and come back when he was feeling better. But he didn't tell Ori that.
Oriena took a step forward as he fell and Nox stood up aware of the the proximity of which he stood when he did. Nox put the mechanical hand on her hip still holding the bottle. He didn't put any pressure on it, just a gentle touch for now. Now they had eyes on them. Violence would only get the cops. Nox reached into the emptiness that held the power but didn't need it, he wanted cold harshness of his emotions. "They deserved worse than what I gave them. You saw what they were doing to that kid. And I was next."
Fury rose and Nox tugged her closer with is hand and put the other at the back of her neck and leaned in whispered. "Thank you." He pressed hard against her lips. A rare occassion he felt the need to push what he wanted.
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