Nightmares?

[Nox]

Nox took a deep breath of Elyse's skin to preempt the sigh of relief at the change of topic. Why was he feeling guilty for it? He knew it was a fuck up once he'd seen her in his bed, but still he didn't do anything. He did far more dangerous things with Aria. But there was something about Kali that drew him away. He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

But Elyse's revelation about the color of the eyes pulled him back to the moment and to removing himself for the potential pitfalls of his love life - he had a fucking love life. That was a major change. Fuck - too much change! It was starting to overwhelm him in more ways than one.

Nox took the second one and knew that the sketches probably didn't look exact, and hoods and shadows would distort images. But the color that was likely important. "The color is likely important."
Nox pulled away and smiled at Elyse. "I'll be right back."


"Okay,"
she kissed him and lingered for a moment.

Nox smiled against her lips. "I don't think I'll ever get used to this."


Nox pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts from his bag and padded across the hall silently. Cruz's door was unlocked, the sitting room, study - whataver you wanted to call it - would keep whatever noise Nox made to a minimum. He hoped he didn't wake the other man while he rummaged in his desk for a box of colored pencils. Nox formed another orb above the desk drawer and dropped it when he found what he was looking for.

Nox tossed the box of pencils on the bed near Elyse's feet and noticed a note sitting on the side of his bed. It was folded neatly. He wondered how long it had been sitting there. He opened it up to find a hand written note in Aria's hand. It was a simple message that said she was alright, and that the Regus had gotten away. They were clearly traitors. But the odd thing was, Nox was still getting alerts on his wallet the Atharim had issued him. They hadn't revoked his privileges yet. Maybe it was too early. Maybe they were stupid. Either way it didn't matter.

Nox returned to his previously clothed state removing the t-shirt and shorts to curl up in his boxers next to Elyse. "Use the pencils to make note of the color of the figures eyes. Color is important. Particularly if you remember it so vividly."
Again he was speaking from experience - his own dreams the red demon eyes of the hellhounds always lingered long after he'd woken up. Sometimes the color of the blood stayed with him too.

Nox curled back around Elyse. The desire to protect her just another thing that overwhelmed him if he thought too much about it. He'd replaced his dead sister with this wolf girl - it was a frightening thought.