Flying Solo

[Nox]

Nox had been expecting something, not exactly what had happened. A ball of air smashed into his stomach pushing the air from his lungs. He laughed through the gasps, he'd have to remember not to piss her off again for a while. Her fiance seemed to take it in stride, but she got up in a huff. Nox didn't turn to watch her, normally he would have, but she was getting married and her fiance made a comment. Nox took a small swallow of his second beer. A beer he hadn't intended on drinking. He grinned at Connor. "I deal with a viper everyday, your fiance has nothing on her."
Of course Aria wasn't prone to punching him with a ball of air either. But her temperament was slightly worse than the red head's ever could be. He fought with the darkness inside her, he'd seen her go down into it. He'd pulled her up from it.

Nox really hadn't been looking for any attention and now he had two separate parties join him for no apparent reason. The first was out of some misplaced vengeance. He could understand that. The tattoo was a calling card if you knew what to look for. But most people didn't know, didn't care. Few people survived an Atharim attack. But now they were hunting godlings, that was fixing to change he was sure. Atharim were going to become the hunted. Maybe he better keep his tattoo covered up. He'd have to recommend that to Aria as well since part of his job was to keep her safe too.

The man introduce himself and brought a third round. Nox eyed the man suspiciously and sat up in his chair. The third beer bottle sat unopened in front of him. Nox waved the waitress over, "Duckling, mind getting a bottle opener for me?"
She looked at him a little confused. Nox grinned. "I'm done with the theatrics, Just want the bottle opened please."
He gave her a wink and smiled at her.

Nox looked to Connor and smiled, then to the new comer, Tommy his name was. "Nox."
It was pointed at Connor but the man had introduced himself. Connor's comment about being forward made Nox laugh. He sat back in his chair and grinned. "You are one to talk!"
Nox put his hand on Connor's shoulder and gave him a pat, he'd noticed his hand had gone to the gun again. It was meant to tell him he had this. Nox had the power still at hand, it was calling to be used. He wanted to use it, he wove a pretty little net of air around the new guy and it hung just sitting waiting for Nox to pull the net closed. It wouldn't do much but the man would be incapacitated if necessary.

Nox finished the last of his second beer and smiled. "But I do agree, how can we help you? Surely you aren't here to hold me hostage too."
He laughed, it wasn't a joke, but he laughed to make it seem that way, only Connor would know the truth and if he played his cards right it wouldn't be more than a joke.