Last Stop

[Nox]

The bartender was the host. Nox never could get over how different everyone's tattoo was. He'd only really ever seen his families. Aria said her's came from her mother, but the dragons were something Lucas had done for her. A small wash of grief passed over his face and Nox knew if he felt bad about Lucas then their house blowing up like it did that it had to be worse for Aria.

His beer arrived and Nox took a swallow before answering "The usual and running a few errands before heading home. Looking for a place to crash for a few nights, maybe unload some gear I don't need anymore. And always looking for a good rumor or four."


Nox vaguely remembered the news about Mexico. But there was one thing he knew was here and that was Dane Gregory. He seriously hoped not to run into that guy. Creepy stalker dude but if he killed him, like he should, Aria would be pissed off. But he also remembered a few other god like disturbances. But he really didn't know. Current events were hardly his thing. And he wasn't looking to hunt gods, much less meet anymore. No one would compare to the power Ascendancy wielded and Nox wasn't sure he wanted to reveal who or what he was to anyone here.

The New world branches were far more isolated of the Atharim, but they were just as deadly if not more so. They didn't have the resources of headquarters, but they had their own way of doing things. He had to remember not to upset the balance.