Chasing Emotions

[Nox]

Nox picked up a pair of lenses out of a nearby crate and handed the small case to Jared. "Consider it a gift." He had at least one more set to give out a gift from Sage. "Comms will sync up with the warriors."

Nox started threading the belt into his jeans to strap the gun and knife to. "We need to keep him away from people. It's best to get him in the tunnels so clean up is easier. But he's not native to Moscow, probably don't know about them. So we'll have to stick to the alleys and back streets."

Nox sighed. "And that also probably means we don't want to use guns." Though he did notice that he was putting a silencer on it. There was probably one in a bin somewhere, but did he want to look. Probably note. He didn't plan on using it anyway. But he'd see what happened when they got there.

"We should go. I think we got what I came for."