07-23-2016, 07:42 AM
Everything happened so fast. Nox's ears rang from the sound of the gun firing. Searing pain shot through his arm but thankfully his power remained firmly in his grasp. Cain protected him. Dane was reacting everything was not how it should be.
Nox wove spirit and sliced through Cain's wall like it was nothing. He smiled as he remembered Bas' first use of the weave. Nox would at least be able to remember his friend by that. Nox chocked out "Wait Dane."
and rushed to Dane's side.
He was about to become a hypocrit. Nox hated this part of the job, but this man knew what he was, knew he was killing monsters - knew what monsters were. He'd captured a chup that still lay in the netted bag behind them.
"What do you need that for?"
Nox asked.
The man spat at him. "You are undoing all our work."
Nox gave the man a sad grin. "Suit yourself."
Nox took the badge that was hanging inside of the man's coat and the man's wallet from his back pocket without ever touching the man himself. Nox flipped through the wallet and then stuck in his pocket with the badge.
Nox turned to Dane. "I'm going around the corner to take care of this."
Nox said as he clapped his hand over the wound that was starting to make him feel light headed. "Don't leave evidence."
And Nox stalked away grabbing Cain's shoulder and pulling him around the corner to let Dane do what Dane wanted to do. Nox didn't feel bad - he felt numb as he pulled he hoodie from his body to look at the gunshot wound to his left arm.
The hot air of the underground felt cool against his skin. Shock would set in. Thankfully it was just a graze but it hurt like a son of a bitch. With the last remaining power Nox formed a rod of earth and fire and pressed it to the wound. The pain was worse Nox tried to hold back the cry of pain and it came out a whimper. Fuck! He'd never been shot before, monsters don't carry guns.
Edited by Nox, Jul 23 2016, 07:43 AM.
Nox wove spirit and sliced through Cain's wall like it was nothing. He smiled as he remembered Bas' first use of the weave. Nox would at least be able to remember his friend by that. Nox chocked out "Wait Dane."
and rushed to Dane's side.
He was about to become a hypocrit. Nox hated this part of the job, but this man knew what he was, knew he was killing monsters - knew what monsters were. He'd captured a chup that still lay in the netted bag behind them.
"What do you need that for?"
Nox asked.
The man spat at him. "You are undoing all our work."
Nox gave the man a sad grin. "Suit yourself."
Nox took the badge that was hanging inside of the man's coat and the man's wallet from his back pocket without ever touching the man himself. Nox flipped through the wallet and then stuck in his pocket with the badge.
Nox turned to Dane. "I'm going around the corner to take care of this."
Nox said as he clapped his hand over the wound that was starting to make him feel light headed. "Don't leave evidence."
And Nox stalked away grabbing Cain's shoulder and pulling him around the corner to let Dane do what Dane wanted to do. Nox didn't feel bad - he felt numb as he pulled he hoodie from his body to look at the gunshot wound to his left arm.
The hot air of the underground felt cool against his skin. Shock would set in. Thankfully it was just a graze but it hurt like a son of a bitch. With the last remaining power Nox formed a rod of earth and fire and pressed it to the wound. The pain was worse Nox tried to hold back the cry of pain and it came out a whimper. Fuck! He'd never been shot before, monsters don't carry guns.
Edited by Nox, Jul 23 2016, 07:43 AM.
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