This is Me

[Nox]

Nox moved to the left, the weight balanced. The prothestic was lighter. It was almost like it was not there sometimes. Nox wondered what removing it might do, but not right now. It was nice having two hands. Nox spared a glance for Raffe who was watching on his next turn and smiled at him.

He was getting the hang of it. "Upbeat playlist." It wasn't his usual play list either but it would help set the next pace. His father would be annoyed that he'd started at the beginning. He pushed Nox too hard, but sometimes Nox knew better than his father. Nox knew how to move. His father just knew how to fight. Nox sped up the Kata's, no longer looking like a dance and more like what it actually was. Aria had laughed at him. His mother had taught him the Chinese fan dance, a woman's defense dance. But he had no shame and it was something he could do with ease, and now that he knew what it was Nox went through the motions. He split his weaves into two flaming fans. It was easier to split into identical weaves. It was harder, and Nox's heart beat faster in his chest. Nox was still afraid to use the hand itself, but maybe he'll start soon.