Flying Solo

[Nox]

This place took forever. He felt his stomach rumble and heard it like it was a giant lion just inside him stomach. The power had enhanced everything, thankfully it didn't make him much more hungrier than he already was. The red head continued to give him the hairy eye. What the hell did I do to you?

He tried to ignore her. Her man left and when he came back he could feel the hard steel of a gun pressed into his shoulder. Nox laughed inside his head. Nox casually slide over with a grin on his face. "By all means join me. Your fiance..."
A chill went up Nox's spine and he looked over at the redhead. Another fucking godling. Nox sighed and turned his attention back at the man holding the gun. "is welcome to as well, maybe she can give me that dirty look in person instead of over the distance of the floor."


The waitress took that moment to drop his soup off at his table. Nox smiled. "Thanks Duckling, I'm famished."
With little concern, Nox wove a weave of air and earth between him and the man and tied it off. He prayed that it would stop a fucking bullet. Nox took a spoonful of his soup and nearly spit it back out it was so hot. He turned to his captor with a grin. "What can I do for you kind sir?"
Nox kept the power ready and waited, he would not let this man shot him, and he hoped he could talk his way out of it, or someone was going to know very soon what he was, and then the newly minted tattoo on his arm would have been for nothing. Fucking Atharim!