03-18-2015, 05:02 AM
Nox had tried to sleep after returning from Emily's room and his shower, but it didn't come, he wasn't exactly surprised it was rare once he was up that he could get back to sleep. So instead he went to the gym the resort had in order to work up another sweat and have to shower for it.
Unsurprisingly Aria showed up after only a few rounds of jabs at the lone punching bag. They'd both been having nightmares again, and both been up at all hours of the night. Their punching bag was receiving it's very own love. The offer of a spar was welcome, to hit something that moved around unpredictably, especially Aria was always interesting. He rarely managed to make full contact, she was too quick and he was still very unaccustomed to hand to hand, but he was getting better with each and every match.
They spent countless hours sparring each other day in and day out and when his alarm went off it was just like back home a quick bow and they were both off to their own personal morning rituals. At home it would have been to breakfast then to their morning katas. It was strange to think that the longer he knew Aria, the more they fell into a rhythm and living with her had only made that rhythm stronger. It was rare when they were apart, usually having a lot to do with Lucas. But they lived and hunted together, their days and nights strung out like some stupid soap opera with everyone wondering when they'd get together. But Nox knew that answer - never. And the thing was he wasn't disappointed by it. He was grateful for Lucas and his attentions on Aria. It took some of the pressure off. Nox didn't have to be everything, he could be what she needed him to be, which was already a lot. And Lucas could be the better half, the taking care of the personal issues, loving her for everything she is and not knowing what it was she really was, Nox doubted Lucas would ever know about the cataclysm that Dane Gregory had caused in her. He'd sit that one out.
Nox showered again and found breakfast waiting when he returned. How thoughtful Aria was, he ate quickly as he packed his gear. They were going to a datsan by dog sled, why they couldn't drive was beyond him but this was Aria's game. She wanted it this way. Nox suspected the more country route the better chance of seeing things. There were rumors from the staff, rumors of large flying creatures that sounded like lightning and thunder. And Aria never passed up a chance for a hunt.
With breakfast finished Nox went down to the lobby to find Aria was already chatting away with the tour guide, two sleds sat outside and the dogs all laid down beside it in the snow. It actually might be kinda fun. Nox frowned when he saw Lucas standing a short distance from her. He grinned as he stopped next to him. "You are a crazy man, the warmth of my bed or the cold journey with a girl who would fight the abominable snow man if it were real."
He looked at Aria and grinned taking a jab at Lucas, more than the actual words themselves, "Though the girl is mighty fine. But still I'd stay home if I had the chance. Keep her bed warm. But suit yourself."
He grinned at Lucas, hoping he wouldn't get angry at him. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all.
Nox turned his attention to Aria's conversation. He couldn't understand a word of it. Russian was not his forte. Any language other than English, his parents didn't think it was beneficial since there were very few other languages spoken in the United States. Sure there was the revolution of Spanish from the immigrants but English was still the unofficial language. At least it wasn't French from the north. He grinned at the thought of the Canadian version of about.
Unsurprisingly Aria showed up after only a few rounds of jabs at the lone punching bag. They'd both been having nightmares again, and both been up at all hours of the night. Their punching bag was receiving it's very own love. The offer of a spar was welcome, to hit something that moved around unpredictably, especially Aria was always interesting. He rarely managed to make full contact, she was too quick and he was still very unaccustomed to hand to hand, but he was getting better with each and every match.
They spent countless hours sparring each other day in and day out and when his alarm went off it was just like back home a quick bow and they were both off to their own personal morning rituals. At home it would have been to breakfast then to their morning katas. It was strange to think that the longer he knew Aria, the more they fell into a rhythm and living with her had only made that rhythm stronger. It was rare when they were apart, usually having a lot to do with Lucas. But they lived and hunted together, their days and nights strung out like some stupid soap opera with everyone wondering when they'd get together. But Nox knew that answer - never. And the thing was he wasn't disappointed by it. He was grateful for Lucas and his attentions on Aria. It took some of the pressure off. Nox didn't have to be everything, he could be what she needed him to be, which was already a lot. And Lucas could be the better half, the taking care of the personal issues, loving her for everything she is and not knowing what it was she really was, Nox doubted Lucas would ever know about the cataclysm that Dane Gregory had caused in her. He'd sit that one out.
Nox showered again and found breakfast waiting when he returned. How thoughtful Aria was, he ate quickly as he packed his gear. They were going to a datsan by dog sled, why they couldn't drive was beyond him but this was Aria's game. She wanted it this way. Nox suspected the more country route the better chance of seeing things. There were rumors from the staff, rumors of large flying creatures that sounded like lightning and thunder. And Aria never passed up a chance for a hunt.
With breakfast finished Nox went down to the lobby to find Aria was already chatting away with the tour guide, two sleds sat outside and the dogs all laid down beside it in the snow. It actually might be kinda fun. Nox frowned when he saw Lucas standing a short distance from her. He grinned as he stopped next to him. "You are a crazy man, the warmth of my bed or the cold journey with a girl who would fight the abominable snow man if it were real."
He looked at Aria and grinned taking a jab at Lucas, more than the actual words themselves, "Though the girl is mighty fine. But still I'd stay home if I had the chance. Keep her bed warm. But suit yourself."
He grinned at Lucas, hoping he wouldn't get angry at him. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all.
Nox turned his attention to Aria's conversation. He couldn't understand a word of it. Russian was not his forte. Any language other than English, his parents didn't think it was beneficial since there were very few other languages spoken in the United States. Sure there was the revolution of Spanish from the immigrants but English was still the unofficial language. At least it wasn't French from the north. He grinned at the thought of the Canadian version of about.