Getting out

[Nox]

Nox dropped the power from his grasp, the girl was distraught, and moments later he understood why. It was her car. He felt even worse now. He had tried to stop them, but it was more in the starting trouble than the actual saving the car. Nox said there was no hero in him, but he knew the dim reality of it. What he did for a living left him feeling much like one, yet still unsung. He didn't want the glory, it felt better in the shadows. He laughed, he wondered if that was how Batman felt. Not that he was a superhero mind you. Though he did have powers. The thought had merit. He laughed at himself, stupid boyish thoughts.

Nox looked down at the woman, she was clearly in need of some help but there was absolutely no way he was taking her home. He smiled, he could take her to Aria. Aria seemed the helpful sort, helped him anyway when she didn't have to. Might work out perfectly Aria kept night owl hours, and awake at all hours of the night, could work out well. He did thoroughly enjoy making others lives more chaotic, but definitely not his own.

Nox looked across at the man who had pretty much accused of him beating up an innocent man with a grin. He was in that type of mood. "Well if you would have been here when it all went down you'd know better. Two thugs, were breaking into a car. I asked the politely if I could help them. That one over there stepped up into my face, called my scrawny and told me to leave. His buddy on the other hand wanted no part of it and took off in his new broken into and started car. I laughed. I tend to do that. He pushed me. I warned him he didn't want to do that again. And he did it again. So I pushed back. He was an idiot, he ran at me like a bull, head down I moved."
Nox grinned. "He got a few good licks in before I took out his leg. Sadly I think I broke it."
Nox gave the man in black a fake frown which nearly immediately turned back into a grin. He didn't care whether or not the man believed him or not, it was the truth.

He looked down at the woman on the ground and knelt down next to her. He almost understood what she was feeling. The emptiness of not knowing. Hell he knew that well enough, up until meeting Aria, he'd been in the same boat. "You have someone you need us to call? Someplace we can take you?"
His heart sank, she had said everything was in that car. He wondered if she was living in the car, which meant little money and probably a very strong desire to not be helped, to take charity. "If you don't, I've a friend you might feel more comfortable staying with until you can get things straightened out. She's erratic in her hours at best, but her place is usually empty."