Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'

[Nox]

Bas was hitting his weaves, trying to lessen the threat, and then he did the weirdest thing, he slashed at his weaves and it started to shread, Giovanni had done the same thing to his shield that fateful night. The night his world came into focus, or at least started to.

The loss of the weave had Nox staring at Bas, Nox was at a loss, he didn't know what to think of that, the power slipped from his grasp and he saw the still shimmering dome around him. Nox could feel his heart pounding, his skin was slick with sweat and steam from Bas, not to mention the water that fell on him. He looked down and saw his clothes were dripping wet. His clothes stuck to his body, his hair dripped in his eyes. Nox ran a hand through his hair as Aurora bounced from the barrier that was still around him.

He grinned at his sister from the floor, his eyes followed her as she walked around the dome. He wondered why it was still there. But one problem at a time, Nox pulled his shirt over his head and started to tossed it at Aurora who was staring at him with an evil grin. He hated that grin. She knelt down and whispered, "My dear little brother you have an audience."
Her eyes flicked in the direction of his friends.

It took Nox a few moments before he remembered who she was referring to. He closed his eyes and fell backwards and laid down on the cold wet concrete floor, his shirt still in his hand. Pyotr liked guys, Nox hoped neither of his friends saw the blush that crept up. It wasn't like it's not ordinary to be oggled by girls, but a guy, that made him squeamish. Aurora stood up and laughed that I finally got my little brother back for all the horrible things he's done to me laugh. He'd heard it only a few times in his adult life. He didn't embarrass easily.

Nox wanted to hide, but hard to hide when your friends are standing tens of feet away, so he did the only thing he could do, he sucked it up and put on a happy grin and tossed his shirt at his sister. It crashed into the dome of air with a splat and stuck hanging in mid air. He smiled.

Nox tried to grab the power, but it eluded him. He sighed. Well fuck now. He tried again and he knew he was stuck. Only thing he had left to do was study what he'd done in haste. Maybe he could replicate it. It would be easier if he could grasp the power. He sat up and looked over at Bas. "Maybe you can do that again, at the wall of air, this time I'll ya know pay attention."



Edited by Nox, Dec 12 2014, 02:13 PM.