01-15-2015, 04:23 PM
Nox seemed nervous but sat down. Lucas went ahead and prepped the arm and imprinted the template. Finally, when he was ready he sat down, looked at Nox, and flipped on the gun. The guy jumped at the sound and then at the touch to his skin. He gripped the chair tightly.
Despite himself Lucas smiled. It was childish probably. But he couldn't help it. The guy was afraid. Suddenly Lucas felt bad for laughing at him, even if it was on the inside.
After all the silence- Sergei had finished up and after the client left, he went into the back offices, probably for a bite- when Nox spoke up it was surprising. The tone in his voice made it clear that he wanted to talk, to keep from focusing on what he was doing.
Come on, he thought. You're a professional. You don't have to like him to help him out. "She was really messed up. Her and the other girl. You know about that butcher guy? You know what he was gonna do?"
He accidentally pressed a little too hard and Nox yelped and glared at him. "Sorry."
He shook his head. "I don't know anything about any of this. Except that somehow she was out there and almost died. Bad. As bad as you can imagine."
Refilling his inkwell, he thought about how she was rescured, the fact that someone had killed the butcher. Could it have been Nox? Aria would have said something, surely. He'd like to think Nox wouldn't have sent her off in that condition. At the very least, that man was dead now. The weight that disappeared from him was a relief. "You know anything about her rescuer?"
Despite himself Lucas smiled. It was childish probably. But he couldn't help it. The guy was afraid. Suddenly Lucas felt bad for laughing at him, even if it was on the inside.
After all the silence- Sergei had finished up and after the client left, he went into the back offices, probably for a bite- when Nox spoke up it was surprising. The tone in his voice made it clear that he wanted to talk, to keep from focusing on what he was doing.
Come on, he thought. You're a professional. You don't have to like him to help him out. "She was really messed up. Her and the other girl. You know about that butcher guy? You know what he was gonna do?"
He accidentally pressed a little too hard and Nox yelped and glared at him. "Sorry."
He shook his head. "I don't know anything about any of this. Except that somehow she was out there and almost died. Bad. As bad as you can imagine."
Refilling his inkwell, he thought about how she was rescured, the fact that someone had killed the butcher. Could it have been Nox? Aria would have said something, surely. He'd like to think Nox wouldn't have sent her off in that condition. At the very least, that man was dead now. The weight that disappeared from him was a relief. "You know anything about her rescuer?"