01-15-2018, 02:38 PM
Jay shot Nox a look that said chill, dude. For one thing, he was mostly dead a few minutes ago, and if they didn't all watch what they did, they were all going to be completely dead any moment. Jay had one firearm tucked away and a whole battery of explosives inside his head that he was pretty sure he couldn't control even if he wanted to try. But one thing an operator was taught was to respect the law. Police were forced to deal with every single threat like they were all weapons of deadly intent. In this case, confronted with four channelers, they actually were.
"Nox, shut it for a sec."
Jay spoke quietly, gaze fixed narrowly on the officers filing out of squad cars and forming a line of guns all aimed at them. Amid orders to get down and stay still, Nox pushed away. Jay shook his head, and let him go. He'd figure out his legs were jello any second anyway.
He kept his hands visible, his movements steady. He wasn't a threat. Well, technically, he could probably kill them all without channeling for a second, but that wasn't the point. He had no interest in shooting perfectly good policemen, but as he swiveled his gaze toward Alvis and Natalie, then to Jared where he sat, Jay stepped slowly out in front of them, carefully slipping his hands into the air as he did.
He started to explain their situation when Nox forged onward instead, only to crash on his knees and summon three glacially-cold cops aiming him down with their side arms. "Down! Down! Down!" They yelled. Dammit, Nox! Jay grit his teeth as he rounded on the guy. He did take a second to kick him on the foot as he did.
"Stay down, kid. I don't want you shot right after I saved your ass."
He flashed a quick grin then plunged ahead himself.
The one talking to Dorian realized the movement, and any semblance of negotiation faded from his face. He pulled into a defensive pose, raising his sidearm to check the approaching threat. "Back! Stay where you are!"
He met the officer's gaze with a firm one of his own. "I'm Lieutenant Jay Carpenter of Legion Pre--"
he cut himself off. Shit they weren't LP anymore. "-of the Legion, That's Lieutenant Jared Vanders, a medic. We're both armed."
Jay shifted ever so slightly to reveal the firearm at his side. "These people are in need of medical attention."
He gestured from all too innocent arm's-raised-position toward Natalie, then Nox. A split second of recognition crossed the officer's face. Peripherally, Jay felt more eyes staring him down. At least the guns were mostly aimed on him now. He couldn't turn to see, but Alvis better have Natalie out of danger.
His gaze flicked to the body slumped against the wall one last time. "Not him though."
He shrugged. Echoes of the magic hummed around the body. He'd been killed, and Jay knew who had been the one to do it. Alvis' accusation rung in his ears. He knew Nox was atharim, but no, apparently he didn't really know what it meant. Looking around, he had a better clue now.
Jay held his breath as firm as he held the officer's gaze.
"Nox, shut it for a sec."
Jay spoke quietly, gaze fixed narrowly on the officers filing out of squad cars and forming a line of guns all aimed at them. Amid orders to get down and stay still, Nox pushed away. Jay shook his head, and let him go. He'd figure out his legs were jello any second anyway.
He kept his hands visible, his movements steady. He wasn't a threat. Well, technically, he could probably kill them all without channeling for a second, but that wasn't the point. He had no interest in shooting perfectly good policemen, but as he swiveled his gaze toward Alvis and Natalie, then to Jared where he sat, Jay stepped slowly out in front of them, carefully slipping his hands into the air as he did.
He started to explain their situation when Nox forged onward instead, only to crash on his knees and summon three glacially-cold cops aiming him down with their side arms. "Down! Down! Down!" They yelled. Dammit, Nox! Jay grit his teeth as he rounded on the guy. He did take a second to kick him on the foot as he did.
"Stay down, kid. I don't want you shot right after I saved your ass."
He flashed a quick grin then plunged ahead himself.
The one talking to Dorian realized the movement, and any semblance of negotiation faded from his face. He pulled into a defensive pose, raising his sidearm to check the approaching threat. "Back! Stay where you are!"
He met the officer's gaze with a firm one of his own. "I'm Lieutenant Jay Carpenter of Legion Pre--"
he cut himself off. Shit they weren't LP anymore. "-of the Legion, That's Lieutenant Jared Vanders, a medic. We're both armed."
Jay shifted ever so slightly to reveal the firearm at his side. "These people are in need of medical attention."
He gestured from all too innocent arm's-raised-position toward Natalie, then Nox. A split second of recognition crossed the officer's face. Peripherally, Jay felt more eyes staring him down. At least the guns were mostly aimed on him now. He couldn't turn to see, but Alvis better have Natalie out of danger.
His gaze flicked to the body slumped against the wall one last time. "Not him though."
He shrugged. Echoes of the magic hummed around the body. He'd been killed, and Jay knew who had been the one to do it. Alvis' accusation rung in his ears. He knew Nox was atharim, but no, apparently he didn't really know what it meant. Looking around, he had a better clue now.
Jay held his breath as firm as he held the officer's gaze.
Only darkness shows you the light.