Choices

[Nox]

Nox grinned at Oriena's comment. He so wanted to do something again. The cold chill he felt after he'd done the thunderclap tickled at his memory, he couldn't remember why, but he could have sworn it had to do with the girl in the last bit of memories. He had to find out who she was. And he wasn't going to do that here. But the power it called to him. He wanted to raise the roof with a fireball, but that was not keeping his secret hiding. He'd already done too much.

Giovanni suggest it might become a duel. "I am no wizard. I do not duel. If you want a fight, you best hope you don't die. But I get nothing from it. And if it's not of gain for me, I'm not interested."
Nox dropped the power. There was nothing to gain with a duel, he didn't care for the woman, she was not the one in his memories. She was somewhere else, and this woman was not her.

Nox got up from the table acutely aware of the dangers that were at his back. But that power was at his beck and call he could feel it sitting just the edge of his site. The bartender had fled with the others. Simpletons. Nox vaulted the bar in one easy swoop. It was almost too easy. He grabbed another bottle and the bottle the lady was drinking and vaulted back over.

He popped the bottle with the edge of the bar and then sat back down dropping the bottle in front of her and drawing on his beer. "Dueling is pointless. Drinking on the other hand has its merits."