08-17-2015, 11:58 AM
Shit hit the fan faster than well too fast. Introductions were made. Ayden approached Aria and took a swing - connecting against Aria's cheek. Aria let her get that punch in she readied for it. His anger rose and he reached for the power, it slipped from his grasp the moment he tried.
He took a deep breath and calmed his emotions as he watched the situation play out. Aria dropped to the ground and Ayden was falling backwards. Nox reached for the power in between breaths and he felt the power flowing through him. It raged inside, it didn't want to be controlled but he did it anyway.
Aria reached for her sword and Nox was thankful it lay on her bed, it gave him a bit more time to weave the necessary threads together. He let the power scour him clean of his own emotions. There was nothing but the power left inside of him. It felt glorious and he drew upon the power deeper than he had ever done. It hurt.
Nox lessened the amount of power he pulled upon. The world was still crystal clear, but the pain was gone and he felt less than before - less like a god. Nox could almost taste his hatred of the term and what the Atharim meant by it. But he let the emotions roll off him.
Ayden was not his concern. He wove a wall of air as Aria took a step and he pushed her back. Her attention turned to him as he pushed her back against the wall with air. She glared at him and he knew this could end up very bad.
In the nothingness of the power Nox spoke. "Let it go. Lucas wouldn't want you to do this."
What the hell was he going to do to bring Aria back if she went over the deepened because Ayden was jealous? Lucas wasn't here. He would never be here again. Nox really didn't want to lose the only family he had left. "Don't make me do this Aria!"
He begged through the power. "One of us needs a cool head. But I will do what I must if you push me."
Edited by Nox, Aug 17 2015, 12:01 PM.
He took a deep breath and calmed his emotions as he watched the situation play out. Aria dropped to the ground and Ayden was falling backwards. Nox reached for the power in between breaths and he felt the power flowing through him. It raged inside, it didn't want to be controlled but he did it anyway.
Aria reached for her sword and Nox was thankful it lay on her bed, it gave him a bit more time to weave the necessary threads together. He let the power scour him clean of his own emotions. There was nothing but the power left inside of him. It felt glorious and he drew upon the power deeper than he had ever done. It hurt.
Nox lessened the amount of power he pulled upon. The world was still crystal clear, but the pain was gone and he felt less than before - less like a god. Nox could almost taste his hatred of the term and what the Atharim meant by it. But he let the emotions roll off him.
Ayden was not his concern. He wove a wall of air as Aria took a step and he pushed her back. Her attention turned to him as he pushed her back against the wall with air. She glared at him and he knew this could end up very bad.
In the nothingness of the power Nox spoke. "Let it go. Lucas wouldn't want you to do this."
What the hell was he going to do to bring Aria back if she went over the deepened because Ayden was jealous? Lucas wasn't here. He would never be here again. Nox really didn't want to lose the only family he had left. "Don't make me do this Aria!"
He begged through the power. "One of us needs a cool head. But I will do what I must if you push me."
Edited by Nox, Aug 17 2015, 12:01 PM.
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