Sold Out!

[Nox]

Jay took off at a jog and Nox sat down on the bench - he knew he'd stopped there for a reason. The night was brisk but not cold but he missed his hoodie. He sighed as he leaned back and stared up at the sky as he dialed Sage's phone with the single button.

Cruz answered. "Where the hell are you Nox? Dad is here."

"I kinda figured that one out when he sent me a text. You and Sage alright?"
Nox didn't think Sage was since Cruz answered his phone.

"We are as good as can be expected. Sage is calm now. His anxiety meds are so not working. He keeps saying he's getting errors."

Nox sighed. "Take him home or take him out to get him a drink. Getting him laid might not be a bad idea either."


Cruz laughed. "My dad is gonna kill you for saying that."

Nox sighed. "He's already gonna kill me. I'll be home when I can. I got somethings to take care of. Stay safe Cruz."
Nox hung up and continued to stare at the sky until he heard the sounds of footsteps coming. Nox readied a wall of air to put in place if someone told him to freeze, but Jay just plopped down next to him tossing him a bottle of water.

Nox cracked the lid and took a long swallow as Jay joked about their night. Nox laughed. "Honestly, that was pretty tame for me."
Nox tipped the bottled water at Jay. "Thanks for the water. But I think we could both use something a little stronger. I know a place not to far from here."


It was a silent walk those first few blocks to the metro. There was a guy hacking knock of clothes at the bottom of the stairs. Nox picked out one. It was horrid. It brought to mind old style jamacian bands - kinda like Methos. Nox sighed - now he'd fit in at one his clubs... Flashes of memories bloated his vision and Nox had to blink them out before he could actually move.... this shit sucked... he thought he'd finished with all this shit a long time ago... fucking amnesia.

The train came and they rode it for one stop. Then got off. It was easier then walking it. The bar was not one Nox frequented often - he didn't frequent many, but he'd stopped in after a hunt or two for a beer before heading home. Wherever home was at the time.

Nox sat down in the far back corner after ordering a beer and opening a tab. He didn't want to have to dish out money for each time he wanted one. Not tonight.

"Alright. Ask. I know you are dying to."