10-27-2015, 03:58 PM
Aria watched the only home she'd ever had go up in flames. It struck a chord as she thought of Lucas' painting burning. Fury rose up inside of her and she swallowed the bile that tried to rise. This was too much.
A man, a cop stood by them. He seemed concerned for their safety. Aria looked at him as he told them to move. His rolled up sleeves barely hid the tattoo on his left arm. Aria glanced at it quickly and he noticed. He rolled it down quickly and button the cuffs. Atharim.
Nox whispered to her about a god behind them. Nox dealt with the cop while she turned around to see a familiar face. It had to be him. Their last meeting hadn't been very pleasant. She remembered the Oni. He was void of all emotions and that was how Nox knew he was there and she had not.
She eased her sword out of the scarab enough to check its movement. The hand on her hilt. She didn't care if anyone saw, she would protect Nox for any god until her dying breath. She might not get far. She had to worry about the Atharim next to them too.
Rain started to pour down and Aria turned back to Nox. He had a small smile on his face. She wished she could feel that brief moment of happiness. The fire seemed to fade quickly in the rain and Aria nodded to herself. Nox's work. A lance of fear and panic coursed through her mind. Atharim.
A man, a cop stood by them. He seemed concerned for their safety. Aria looked at him as he told them to move. His rolled up sleeves barely hid the tattoo on his left arm. Aria glanced at it quickly and he noticed. He rolled it down quickly and button the cuffs. Atharim.
Nox whispered to her about a god behind them. Nox dealt with the cop while she turned around to see a familiar face. It had to be him. Their last meeting hadn't been very pleasant. She remembered the Oni. He was void of all emotions and that was how Nox knew he was there and she had not.
She eased her sword out of the scarab enough to check its movement. The hand on her hilt. She didn't care if anyone saw, she would protect Nox for any god until her dying breath. She might not get far. She had to worry about the Atharim next to them too.
Rain started to pour down and Aria turned back to Nox. He had a small smile on his face. She wished she could feel that brief moment of happiness. The fire seemed to fade quickly in the rain and Aria nodded to herself. Nox's work. A lance of fear and panic coursed through her mind. Atharim.