What Not to Do (Kallisti)

[Nox]

Nox agreed with Sage, but he didn't like the idea that his friend was putting it out in the universe that he killed his best friend. Not that anyone at this table didn't know that, except maybe Dimitri. Sage would have told Aiden. And gods would hope the rockstar had sense enough to keep that shit to himself. Oriena could have all sorts of details, that not withstanding. Raffe knew, no telling what anyone else did. It wasn't like he went around talking about it. Except it was one of many failures that plagued his dreams.

But it was the news that Sterling was the source of the show bringing in the Atharim and others. Kallisti would make a pretty penny tonight, but at what cost. Loss of their freedom? Having to watch their backs all the time. And because a teenager thought it was fun to share and connect shit they knew nothing about. Sage apologized for not catching it. "Not your fault. I'm the idiot that went out fighting." The mention of the club stirred the darker feelings and his longing for Raffe grew again. Nox's thumb caressed the back of Oriena's neck where it crossed over his mechanical one. The warmth of another person, a touch to clear his head, something to focus on other than the deep seeded need to fix things with Raffe.

His mind churned with ideas and thoughts and his body ached and strained against the darkness. The fury of fight, and the fervor of procreation and the hunger for flesh boiled inside. Nox growled under his breath and stood up. Too close to people he cared about. He pulled at the pain of his failures. Anything to overpower the fucking horde's wants.

Sage watched with his curiosity. He smiled softly and gestured at Aiden. "Aiden's doing some research for his book on Irish gods of old, I was wondering if I could give him what you got -- ya know the old records. Things that no one should see but I have." Sage tapped his left forearm out of habit.

Nox smirked. His friend was distracting him. "By all means let him have it, whatever else he might need. Just not the personal records of those who might hunt us. Monsters, gods, no addresses or contact information. I'm not going to be one who outs anyone snakes or gods or otherwise."

Sage chuckled. "That might be payment enough for the next few deeds. You need to visit Ana and Christian, and not just for sex in the basement. Really visit. They miss us."

It wasn't like he didn't visit everyday. Granted he didn't go in, only refreshed the warding on his way to the precinct -- all part of his usual routine. Nox put his hand on Oriena's shoulder. "I'll think about it. We, and by we, I mean I have a lot of work around here to do."