04-11-2025, 01:12 PM
Nox noted that Jared introduced himself with only his last name. So it was gonna be like that. It should have bothered Nox, or made him react in some way but Nox just took his hand. "Nox." As he looked at the other man he noted the land warriors and smiled. "I got a live feed, a map, if you let me connect to your land warriors, I'll share."
But he didn't wait for the permission Sky would take care of it as soon as she had access to the unit. "First things first, do not let the fucker touch you, no matter what. That's how he controls you." Nox started walking in the direction he'd gone. There was no time to waste. Though it wouldn't be too bad if he got closer to some back alley and the kill would be cleaner. "He went this way. I need to make a stop on the way, it'll take us from the path but I've got my eyes tracking his movements so we won't lose him." There was no place in the city that he could go that Nox couldn't find him. And it would be all the better if the prick slipped into the tunnels -- his eyes were even better there.
As they walked Nox filled Jared in on the situation and on Sentients in general until he stepped into a storage facility and walked the maze of units stopping in front of his. The door was wide enough to park a car and the number of oil stains on the cement said there ha dprobably been a few in the past, but this storage unit was filled with crated weapons -- none he ever used, but they came in handy for big hunts, not that they had big hunts in Moscow. And not that the Atharim here needed his stash, they had one of their own. He could have sold it all, but it had sentimental value -- as such as it was being all his father's things.
But Nox ignored the crates and unzipped a duffle bag where he'd stashed Damnation, his Beretta M9, and Salvation, his survival knife, though it was just the knife, the other stuff was mostly used and gone, or stowed someplace else now. "Thnk of anything we might need. You already got land warriors so I don't need to offer up a pair." Though he did have another couple of sets of lens like he had from Sage.
But he didn't wait for the permission Sky would take care of it as soon as she had access to the unit. "First things first, do not let the fucker touch you, no matter what. That's how he controls you." Nox started walking in the direction he'd gone. There was no time to waste. Though it wouldn't be too bad if he got closer to some back alley and the kill would be cleaner. "He went this way. I need to make a stop on the way, it'll take us from the path but I've got my eyes tracking his movements so we won't lose him." There was no place in the city that he could go that Nox couldn't find him. And it would be all the better if the prick slipped into the tunnels -- his eyes were even better there.
As they walked Nox filled Jared in on the situation and on Sentients in general until he stepped into a storage facility and walked the maze of units stopping in front of his. The door was wide enough to park a car and the number of oil stains on the cement said there ha dprobably been a few in the past, but this storage unit was filled with crated weapons -- none he ever used, but they came in handy for big hunts, not that they had big hunts in Moscow. And not that the Atharim here needed his stash, they had one of their own. He could have sold it all, but it had sentimental value -- as such as it was being all his father's things.
But Nox ignored the crates and unzipped a duffle bag where he'd stashed Damnation, his Beretta M9, and Salvation, his survival knife, though it was just the knife, the other stuff was mostly used and gone, or stowed someplace else now. "Thnk of anything we might need. You already got land warriors so I don't need to offer up a pair." Though he did have another couple of sets of lens like he had from Sage.
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