Dance Party

[Nox]

Bas offered Nox his little pill. Nox shook his head. There was no way in hell he was going to impair his judgement more than a single beer. Not with Aiden actively channeling. Such a fool. Nox wondered how many other rock stars employed godlings for special effects. How many of them had been hunted and killed. Methos' case didn't appear to be a singular case. Stupid people. And Aiden knew better.

Nox tried to focus on the dancing around him, but his body was too tense now, the flow of things interrupted by his friends concern. Even the brunette joining them had only distracted him a moment. He caught sight of a familiar profile at the edge of the dance floor. "Fuck!" He'd only see the guy, but Aria had spoken volumes about him when they had seen him in HQ. A god hunter - at least the one with the most kills. He was rumored to be hunting down the first of the gods, but since he had no clue who that person was he wasn't having any luck. There were rumors and prophecy to go on Aria said. Nox thought it was a fruitless endeavor - the holding was probably already since dead if the rumors were true. But Martin Borovsky here meant only one thing, Aiden was in danger, likely Rowan and Shioban too. Nox wished Bas hadn't taken that goddamned pill. "I gotta go." Nox waded further into the crowd towards the stage.