06-25-2018, 12:24 PM
Nox laughed at the $9 a drink. He could just see the rich ... he didn't want to call them dicks, since one of his friends was one of said dicks and Cruz was a little high born, but for the most part he didn't look down on Nox and that was all that really was the perception Nox had of rich people. Just general assholes towards the lesser folks. Nox doubted anyone here would have even looked at him twice if he weren't wearing the fancy tux. Not that he gave a fuck anyway.
They had found the bar without a problem. Jay's uniform pretty much cleared the path for them. Whatever he was Ascendancy's power followed him around, and the crowd knew it. How things had changed? Nox muttered, "So much for being a wizard."
Jay handed him a glass of what he assumed was vodka, and Nox stopped to stare at it for a moment, the last time they drank together... Nox had every reason not to drink tonight, but when Jay's friend who'd followed silently behind them denied the drink Nox tipped it back and swallowed. Drinking liquor was never his thing. Even a few beers was much for him on a normal day. But this was a party, and it would only be one. Nox set the glass back down and noticed a woman lingering nearby. She was checking Jay out as he spun which made Nox look and admire the man in front of him.
He didn't hid the admiration and was grateful he'd only had the one drink so far. Though a second wasn't looking bad. Though he pushed the thoughts away his father would be so fucking pissed he was obviously checking out a guy. The last memory of Jaden lingered in the back of his mind. His father shaving the temporary dye from his head after finding the mark on his neck.
What bothered him more was Aurora let him forget. And he couldn't ask her. He could ask his father why he cared anymore. He didn't even know if his mother knew her son was into boys. There had to be signs? But those were things Nox couldn't ask. He'd never know the truth of his growing up - everyone but him was dead.
Jay called him altur... Nox would have had to look it up, didn't really matter what it meant it was just a means of saying he was Atharim. Nox shrugged. "Why not call it what it is you meant to say. Because I'm Atharim. Terrorists don't get fancy black uniforms. Besides, I don't think Ascendancy likes me too much, pretty much said if I fucked up again he'd kill me himself. And while you are hot in it, and I'm sure I'd look better."
Nox winked, "I don't think I could follow orders as well as you."
The drink was quickly going to his head - which is why he didn't drink. The woman he'd spied earlier was drawing closer but Nox grabbed another drink and downed it. So much for one. It wasn't Jay, he liked Jay, found at least some comfort in the fact they came from the same country, had similar ideals in at least that monsters were bad... "You need to bring your wizard friend by the mansion, I'm sure Cruz would love to see a real healing. I'm sure I could break a leg or something so he could show Cruz how to heal. Kids a fucking genius - fucking heir to some high tech medical company. He's already heading up R&D here in Moscow for his grandfather."
Nox realized he was rambling. And he shook his head. "I'll shut up now."
Edited by Nox, Jun 25 2018, 12:30 PM.
They had found the bar without a problem. Jay's uniform pretty much cleared the path for them. Whatever he was Ascendancy's power followed him around, and the crowd knew it. How things had changed? Nox muttered, "So much for being a wizard."
Jay handed him a glass of what he assumed was vodka, and Nox stopped to stare at it for a moment, the last time they drank together... Nox had every reason not to drink tonight, but when Jay's friend who'd followed silently behind them denied the drink Nox tipped it back and swallowed. Drinking liquor was never his thing. Even a few beers was much for him on a normal day. But this was a party, and it would only be one. Nox set the glass back down and noticed a woman lingering nearby. She was checking Jay out as he spun which made Nox look and admire the man in front of him.
He didn't hid the admiration and was grateful he'd only had the one drink so far. Though a second wasn't looking bad. Though he pushed the thoughts away his father would be so fucking pissed he was obviously checking out a guy. The last memory of Jaden lingered in the back of his mind. His father shaving the temporary dye from his head after finding the mark on his neck.
What bothered him more was Aurora let him forget. And he couldn't ask her. He could ask his father why he cared anymore. He didn't even know if his mother knew her son was into boys. There had to be signs? But those were things Nox couldn't ask. He'd never know the truth of his growing up - everyone but him was dead.
Jay called him altur... Nox would have had to look it up, didn't really matter what it meant it was just a means of saying he was Atharim. Nox shrugged. "Why not call it what it is you meant to say. Because I'm Atharim. Terrorists don't get fancy black uniforms. Besides, I don't think Ascendancy likes me too much, pretty much said if I fucked up again he'd kill me himself. And while you are hot in it, and I'm sure I'd look better."
Nox winked, "I don't think I could follow orders as well as you."
The drink was quickly going to his head - which is why he didn't drink. The woman he'd spied earlier was drawing closer but Nox grabbed another drink and downed it. So much for one. It wasn't Jay, he liked Jay, found at least some comfort in the fact they came from the same country, had similar ideals in at least that monsters were bad... "You need to bring your wizard friend by the mansion, I'm sure Cruz would love to see a real healing. I'm sure I could break a leg or something so he could show Cruz how to heal. Kids a fucking genius - fucking heir to some high tech medical company. He's already heading up R&D here in Moscow for his grandfather."
Nox realized he was rambling. And he shook his head. "I'll shut up now."
Edited by Nox, Jun 25 2018, 12:30 PM.