05-17-2018, 06:16 PM
The whole thing was overwhelming. Nox had never ridden in a limo. Aurora had gone to a prom in one - with Sage which only made things with his dark-haired suitor even more uncomfortable. Sage was Aurora's first and friend. it still bothered him greatly that Sage didn't care.
Arrival was just as overwhelming all the people in their fancy clothes and their expensive jewelry. Their hair probably took them hours to do much less their make up. Nox felt completely out of his element and underdressed though Cruz had assured him several times on the way over that he was perfectly fine. That didn't help him any, Cruz looked comfortable in his Tux, Nox kept fidgeting. Cruz laughed at him more than once as he pulled his cummerbund down and straightened his cufflinks.
There was never a day in all of Nox's life did he think he was going to be going to some grand gala or whatever it was called. Never in his lifetime.
Nox had never been to the palace yet the man who lived inside he'd met twice. And it was hardly reassuring that he'd have a warm welcome. Ascendancy did not like him. He was an annoyance, a gnat to the man. Nox would try his fucking hardest not to get swatted this time. The man had little patience for him though Nox had done nothing wrong other than be Atharim. The tattoo on his forearm itched and Nox tugged at his sleeves again.
Their coats were taken, ids given and Cruz was ushered on. "Mr. Durante?"
Nox looked at the man holding his ID against the paper on the list. He was scrutinizing it like he was on some terror list. And he supposed he was. He was a channeler and Atharim, and Ascendancy probably had him earmarked as a troublemaker. Nox looked up and tried to find Cruz but he'd already vanished into the rest of the decorations and people. Well, Fuck!
The man handed him his ID and waved Nox on with a frown. "Don't make any trouble."
Nox grinned at the man, "Wouldn't dream of it, darling."
Nox rolled his eyes once he was looking away from the man and headed into the opulence of the whole place. Nox had never seen riches in such magnitude. He stopped and stared at everything. He didn't know where to look first. People everywhere, but it was the grand decor that caught his attention. It wouldn't be difficult to hide a sniper in all of this. The Atharim could be anywhere. Ascendancy was still number one on their target list. This would be the perfect place to attempt another assassination.
Nox seized the power and held it tightly to him. It was only a trickle of his power, but it let him see better, farther and clearer than he could without it. He could smell and hear better as well. The Ascendancy wasn't the only one to be hunted, there were people here everywhere that could be a target to the Atharim. Nox needed to find Cruz, Dorian would kill him if he were to get his only son killed while he was away.
Arrival was just as overwhelming all the people in their fancy clothes and their expensive jewelry. Their hair probably took them hours to do much less their make up. Nox felt completely out of his element and underdressed though Cruz had assured him several times on the way over that he was perfectly fine. That didn't help him any, Cruz looked comfortable in his Tux, Nox kept fidgeting. Cruz laughed at him more than once as he pulled his cummerbund down and straightened his cufflinks.
There was never a day in all of Nox's life did he think he was going to be going to some grand gala or whatever it was called. Never in his lifetime.
Nox had never been to the palace yet the man who lived inside he'd met twice. And it was hardly reassuring that he'd have a warm welcome. Ascendancy did not like him. He was an annoyance, a gnat to the man. Nox would try his fucking hardest not to get swatted this time. The man had little patience for him though Nox had done nothing wrong other than be Atharim. The tattoo on his forearm itched and Nox tugged at his sleeves again.
Their coats were taken, ids given and Cruz was ushered on. "Mr. Durante?"
Nox looked at the man holding his ID against the paper on the list. He was scrutinizing it like he was on some terror list. And he supposed he was. He was a channeler and Atharim, and Ascendancy probably had him earmarked as a troublemaker. Nox looked up and tried to find Cruz but he'd already vanished into the rest of the decorations and people. Well, Fuck!
The man handed him his ID and waved Nox on with a frown. "Don't make any trouble."
Nox grinned at the man, "Wouldn't dream of it, darling."
Nox rolled his eyes once he was looking away from the man and headed into the opulence of the whole place. Nox had never seen riches in such magnitude. He stopped and stared at everything. He didn't know where to look first. People everywhere, but it was the grand decor that caught his attention. It wouldn't be difficult to hide a sniper in all of this. The Atharim could be anywhere. Ascendancy was still number one on their target list. This would be the perfect place to attempt another assassination.
Nox seized the power and held it tightly to him. It was only a trickle of his power, but it let him see better, farther and clearer than he could without it. He could smell and hear better as well. The Ascendancy wasn't the only one to be hunted, there were people here everywhere that could be a target to the Atharim. Nox needed to find Cruz, Dorian would kill him if he were to get his only son killed while he was away.
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