The Deep End

[Nox]

It was an unusual pairing, but there was merit in showing the rookies the ropes too. Though Nox wasn't sure he was going to like the pale man on his six if he wasn't a good aim. How could you be a cop and not have good aim? It boggled Nox's mind.

But he let it go. There was far more weighty things to do, none of which was sit around and chat. There was a performance - his first performance. Fuck if he wasn't a little nervous, and that didn't help his mood any. But again that was for later. Right now Ivan wanted to chat.

Dorian hit a nerve. He seemed to be good at that lately. Pissing everyone the fuck off. But that was Dorian. He wasn't the most compromising person Nox knew. He'd heard stories. None of which he'd ever talk to with Dorian - and certainly not now. But Ivan wasn't really interested in Dorian. He was interested in the woman who'd started the whole mess. Apparently started a whole mess with Ivan.

"I met her once. Dorian asked me to talk to her about gods. And the Atharim. It didn't end well and is the reason Dorian and I are not exactly on good terms right now." Nox sipped his black coffee. He was going to need more than this if he was going to be pulling an all nighter. He wasn't tired, not really. But coffee was a nerves thing too. "From what I gather she has you over a barrel? Dorian wasn't wrong though. He may be an ass hat. But think about it before you do anything stupid." Nox smirked. He felt like he was lecturing a younger brother or something. He sounded like Aurora....