08-21-2016, 04:47 PM
Cain nudged Nox and Nox pulled his power back into him and let it wink out. He was right - again. Nox sighed. "Alright."
Even knows could hear the disappointment in his voice. He had missed the display but the last thing he wanted was to be even remotely considered one of these Ascendants. Being Atharim meant one thing - instant death if the wrong person found out. They would hunt him down till he was dead. The only plus side to being him was that there was no one else left of his blood to kill. Nox sighed at the loss of his family. He only had Aria left.
Nox took his wallet from Cain and found the address Dorian had given him and punched it into his GPS and they walked their way there. They could have taken the subway but the weather was nice and Nox didn't exactly care if he wasn't quite so early as he'd said. He hadn't planned on stopping at Asha's when he told Dorian he'd be bright and early.
It was more like closer to noon when the pair finally entered the posh neighborhood. Aria had said Dorian Vega was a money man once. That he came from money. He certainly lived like he did. He was a cop though which made Nox wonder a lot about this man. Whatever his money came from it wasn't because he was a cop or Atharim. Atharm didn't typically own mansions in the ritzy neighborhoods.
"You are here." Nox's wallet told him. Nox looked up a the three story house that was smaller than others in the neighborhood, but bigger than any house Nox had ever been inside. It looked like something you'd see in Madrid, probably why the man had chosen the place to begin with.
Nox knocked on the door. "I have no idea what to expect out of this, but a friends son is like us - just found out. And he has questions."
Questions Nox hoped he could answer. Nox threw Dorian's contact open and sent him a text. I'm at your place. Do I answer our questions too?"
Even knows could hear the disappointment in his voice. He had missed the display but the last thing he wanted was to be even remotely considered one of these Ascendants. Being Atharim meant one thing - instant death if the wrong person found out. They would hunt him down till he was dead. The only plus side to being him was that there was no one else left of his blood to kill. Nox sighed at the loss of his family. He only had Aria left.
Nox took his wallet from Cain and found the address Dorian had given him and punched it into his GPS and they walked their way there. They could have taken the subway but the weather was nice and Nox didn't exactly care if he wasn't quite so early as he'd said. He hadn't planned on stopping at Asha's when he told Dorian he'd be bright and early.
It was more like closer to noon when the pair finally entered the posh neighborhood. Aria had said Dorian Vega was a money man once. That he came from money. He certainly lived like he did. He was a cop though which made Nox wonder a lot about this man. Whatever his money came from it wasn't because he was a cop or Atharim. Atharm didn't typically own mansions in the ritzy neighborhoods.
"You are here." Nox's wallet told him. Nox looked up a the three story house that was smaller than others in the neighborhood, but bigger than any house Nox had ever been inside. It looked like something you'd see in Madrid, probably why the man had chosen the place to begin with.
Nox knocked on the door. "I have no idea what to expect out of this, but a friends son is like us - just found out. And he has questions."
Questions Nox hoped he could answer. Nox threw Dorian's contact open and sent him a text. I'm at your place. Do I answer our questions too?"
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