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[Nox]

Jay helped Nox up. "Ow."
Every place on his body hurt, and he felt weak almost weaker than he had before except before he'd been almost dead. "Who do I thank for the healing?"
Nox said as his arm hung around Jay. The heat from his body almost made Nox want to pull away. It wasn't that he felt awkward - it was awkward, but it hurt to touch him. His skin still felt like it was on fire. He glance down at his hands and saw the rosey hue of sun burn. Fuck me! But if that's all it was Nox was grateful.

One of the three strangers told him he didn't really have a choice in his life or death. Nox tried to grab the power, but it slipped through his fingers. He was exhausted and in that moment of struggle his knees sagged and Dorian was at his side. "Now you show up."
Nox grinned at his friend - kinda. "You remember Jay from this morning, or was it yesterday morning. I forget."


Dorian nodded in Jay's direction, but there was little time to respond as squad cars pulled up. Dorian sighed. He looked at Jay. "You got him?"


"I can stand on my own."
Nox said slightly offended that he needed anyone but it was mostly bravado as he shifted his weight on to Jay. "We really need to stop doing this."


Dorian pulled his badge and holstered his gun and walked up to the squad cars. "I have the situation under control. That group Ascendancy warned everyone about attacked a singular g... channeler. He was defending himself."
Dorian walked over to the man pinned to the wall. One of their perps was dead. The other one who knew. But there were no other bodies lying around. That fucking woman laid a trap for him. Shit He was going to have to be more careful.

Dorian pulled up the sleeve of the man on wall and showed the orobourous. "He's one of them - the Atharim. They kill those that are different on sight. "
Dorian looked at Nox. And he sighed as lifted the leather jacket with pain as it rubbed against his red skin. "They attacked one of their own who was a channeler, what do you think they'll do to another who isn't like them?"


One of officer looked at Dorian and frowned. "Detective Vega, we still have to take him in. He caused a lot of damage."

Dorian nodded. "I'll bring him in."


"What of these others?"

Nox stumbled forward. "They just got here. They are my friends, nothing special about them."
It hurt just to take those two steps. And he was back on his knees... Fuck!

[[ this is for Dorian too, someone else is next ]]


Edited by Nox, Jan 15 2018, 06:48 AM.