Feed the Horde

[Nox]

There was an itch, a scratching at his head. The horde clawed at his mind.  They had been fueled and there had been no relief.  The violence was only a small factor. It had brought up memories. It had kick started old memories and then he'd found Sae in the bedroom dead. He needed to find Ori to take the edge off.  She sent a set of coordinates. He didn't expect much more.  And if she wasn't there he'd ask Sage to track her. Though he probably owed his friend quite a bit. He owed Ori.

And since he was taking public transportation around Moscow and she was likely riding around on her bike he could easily lose her. But if she found something to numb herself she'd stay put.  At least hopefully long enough till he caught up with her.

Nox arrived at the coordinates in a very seedy neighborhood.  The bar was some local hole in the wall, the neon flickering just enough to make things eire and creepy. He walked into the bar. It was just the sort of place Oriena liked.  He looked around for the leather clad woman he was looking for..

[[ I'll let you decide if Ori moved on or not ]]