12-28-2017, 05:26 PM
Ivan winced as Nox hit the wall with the shot glass. Not because of the violence or threat. Because his plans had been shattered like that glass.
He'd been a grade A fool. Naive, to believe they could ever work together. Nox was good to have around in a fight. No question there. But the guy was too hot-headed. Pity. Domovoi was in its infancy. They needed people to help. These Atharim- the ones with their heads out of their asses, anyway- woulda been perfect. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect.
Apparently, though, being Atharim meant having your head jammed so far up your ass that you couldn't see how things were changing.
Of course defending yourself- even using deadly force- was acceptable. In the end, dead was dead, bullet or fireball or ice hot poker down the throat or whatever. You weren't gonna arrest those things in the tunnels.
But belief was belief was belief. And Atharim never stopped believin' like the old song said. Too bad, really. Nox was a good guy. Be nice to have him on his team. Even Vega wasn't all bad.
No, be honest. He liked Vega. That's what hurt. He liked these guys. Nox had helped him channel whenever he wanted. Showed him how to fight. And Vega was a good cop, Atharim or no.
Someone upstairs was gonna have to decide.
Movement caught his attention. Johnson looked none too please. Yeah, not the best decision. Guy was all kinds of wet behind the ears. He still wasn't sure how he made the team. In either case, the man spoke up. "I can't help you. I'm sorry."
He looked at Alex for a moment- and not in the, hot-damn-but-is-she-fuckin'-hot kinda way most guys had. No he was all sad puppy faced and got out of there.
Yeah. What was the saying? A dog's dinner. Fitting.
"Alright. I'm done. I guess we go our separate ways. Keep them safe Nox."
To Vega he nodded. "For what it's worth, you're a good cop. I think deep down. Maybe that's why you became Atharim. I don't know. But times are changing. You need to make a decision. If I've already thought of it, the higher ups sure have. LT will be calling soon I'm sure. Hope you make a good decision."
To Alex, he said, "I'm sorry Alex. We don't have to stay."
She would need to be his ride.
He didn't speak again till outside. To her he could show a little more. "I thought we could work together. Kinda take the good from everyone. Dumb I know."
He grinned sheepishly. She was probably still pissed at him.
He wanted her to smile at least so he didn't feel like such a moron. "Can you give a dumb kid a ride?"
He'd been a grade A fool. Naive, to believe they could ever work together. Nox was good to have around in a fight. No question there. But the guy was too hot-headed. Pity. Domovoi was in its infancy. They needed people to help. These Atharim- the ones with their heads out of their asses, anyway- woulda been perfect. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect.
Apparently, though, being Atharim meant having your head jammed so far up your ass that you couldn't see how things were changing.
Of course defending yourself- even using deadly force- was acceptable. In the end, dead was dead, bullet or fireball or ice hot poker down the throat or whatever. You weren't gonna arrest those things in the tunnels.
But belief was belief was belief. And Atharim never stopped believin' like the old song said. Too bad, really. Nox was a good guy. Be nice to have him on his team. Even Vega wasn't all bad.
No, be honest. He liked Vega. That's what hurt. He liked these guys. Nox had helped him channel whenever he wanted. Showed him how to fight. And Vega was a good cop, Atharim or no.
Someone upstairs was gonna have to decide.
Movement caught his attention. Johnson looked none too please. Yeah, not the best decision. Guy was all kinds of wet behind the ears. He still wasn't sure how he made the team. In either case, the man spoke up. "I can't help you. I'm sorry."
He looked at Alex for a moment- and not in the, hot-damn-but-is-she-fuckin'-hot kinda way most guys had. No he was all sad puppy faced and got out of there.
Yeah. What was the saying? A dog's dinner. Fitting.
"Alright. I'm done. I guess we go our separate ways. Keep them safe Nox."
To Vega he nodded. "For what it's worth, you're a good cop. I think deep down. Maybe that's why you became Atharim. I don't know. But times are changing. You need to make a decision. If I've already thought of it, the higher ups sure have. LT will be calling soon I'm sure. Hope you make a good decision."
To Alex, he said, "I'm sorry Alex. We don't have to stay."
She would need to be his ride.
He didn't speak again till outside. To her he could show a little more. "I thought we could work together. Kinda take the good from everyone. Dumb I know."
He grinned sheepishly. She was probably still pissed at him.
He wanted her to smile at least so he didn't feel like such a moron. "Can you give a dumb kid a ride?"