05-06-2021, 11:17 PM
Nox missed the awe and idolization Allan had the first time they met. It was the only reason he'd been invited. He had seemed interested in the work. Now he only seemed interested in pissing him off. Every fucking comment, every nit-picked detail was pissing him off. And then he asked a stupid fucking question. It wasn't even about the extra packs -- the doubt. It was the sharing. His. The single word vibrated through his body. Hunger. The horde was ravenous. There was a hollow in his gut he couldn't satiate now that they were on the hunt.
Nox turned and glared at Allan. Every fucking one of the three survival instincts struck and Allan paled in the dim light. Good! The horde stopped in their pursuit in his angst and Nova yipped. Nox growled to himself and turned back to his work, sorting through the gear he'd prepared. This was his life. He planned a week of supplies. Each pack had its own supply of water. If Nox had to explain things then this was going to go badly. Common sense -- long haul. Unknown time frame. All meant rationing your fucking self.
Nox started muttering to himself. "Not food. A friend. No fucking way." The latter made him grin inside. There was a way, but Nox kept himself from that temptation. Or so he had thought. The fucking Ascendancy had changed in the darkness. It wasn't unusual. It was a perfectly normal thing to do, but it caught Nox off guard sending him down the spiraling mood Nova broke him from. A swimmers body -- fucking lines in the darkness glowing in the dim light. Fuck! It wasn't that he was interested -- just the horde was so close. At least that's what he kept telling himself. "Not food. A friend. No fucking way."
Jay was distracting enough to have all of them pulling at the horde was dangerous. But Jay was enough to focus on. Raffe wasn't here, his thoughts strayed to his boyfriend and calmness infused him. Nox turned to Jay to answer his silly question. "As much as we'd like to biting is probably off the table. No need to infect you." He smirked. But he overheard the consul's conversation in the darkness. The power was an automatic eavesdropping. He should drop it but he couldn't do that. It was too dangerous here. And what was coming was not going to go down well. Secrets were not good, but it was important.
"I don't know about motive. But VaiaPlus was involved. Dorian killed an infected godling who was controlling the horde like a weapon. He shot him in the head three times. He was a missing VaiaPlus scientist. And I caught another white lab coat scumbucket wrangling chupas also with a VaiaPlus badge." Nox left the walking zombie part out of it. He was pretty sure that was a rare thing -- a channeler thing. But he had no proof.
Nox sat down and took a deep breath. "Eat. Rest. We are safe here for now. We'll head deeper in 30. We have wireless service for a bit longer. And I've a few more relays I can place to go further. But I only have so many left." No one was going to like what he was waiting for. But Nox needed more Atharim -- even if he was an inquisitor.
Nox sent two texts.
@Jerry 30 minutes to junction till we leave. You can catch up.
@Raffe Might be harder than I thought killing these things. Hurts like Hell when they go down. Only a little more service left.
Nox turned and glared at Allan. Every fucking one of the three survival instincts struck and Allan paled in the dim light. Good! The horde stopped in their pursuit in his angst and Nova yipped. Nox growled to himself and turned back to his work, sorting through the gear he'd prepared. This was his life. He planned a week of supplies. Each pack had its own supply of water. If Nox had to explain things then this was going to go badly. Common sense -- long haul. Unknown time frame. All meant rationing your fucking self.
Nox started muttering to himself. "Not food. A friend. No fucking way." The latter made him grin inside. There was a way, but Nox kept himself from that temptation. Or so he had thought. The fucking Ascendancy had changed in the darkness. It wasn't unusual. It was a perfectly normal thing to do, but it caught Nox off guard sending him down the spiraling mood Nova broke him from. A swimmers body -- fucking lines in the darkness glowing in the dim light. Fuck! It wasn't that he was interested -- just the horde was so close. At least that's what he kept telling himself. "Not food. A friend. No fucking way."
Jay was distracting enough to have all of them pulling at the horde was dangerous. But Jay was enough to focus on. Raffe wasn't here, his thoughts strayed to his boyfriend and calmness infused him. Nox turned to Jay to answer his silly question. "As much as we'd like to biting is probably off the table. No need to infect you." He smirked. But he overheard the consul's conversation in the darkness. The power was an automatic eavesdropping. He should drop it but he couldn't do that. It was too dangerous here. And what was coming was not going to go down well. Secrets were not good, but it was important.
"I don't know about motive. But VaiaPlus was involved. Dorian killed an infected godling who was controlling the horde like a weapon. He shot him in the head three times. He was a missing VaiaPlus scientist. And I caught another white lab coat scumbucket wrangling chupas also with a VaiaPlus badge." Nox left the walking zombie part out of it. He was pretty sure that was a rare thing -- a channeler thing. But he had no proof.
Nox sat down and took a deep breath. "Eat. Rest. We are safe here for now. We'll head deeper in 30. We have wireless service for a bit longer. And I've a few more relays I can place to go further. But I only have so many left." No one was going to like what he was waiting for. But Nox needed more Atharim -- even if he was an inquisitor.
Nox sent two texts.
@Jerry 30 minutes to junction till we leave. You can catch up.
@Raffe Might be harder than I thought killing these things. Hurts like Hell when they go down. Only a little more service left.
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