01-19-2015, 11:55 AM
Aurora sat down with them and he grinned at his sister. There was little time for chit chat as the Regus took his stage. He was as regal looking as the night he'd met him in initiation. Granted that was just a day he'd rather not think on. Nox had stood in the presence of the man who was now speaking on killing Gods because of what could happen. History didn't repeat itself, or so the scientists say, at least not in the same pattern.
The Atharim believed differently, he remember some snippets of lore from his childhood, when his father taught them from the books instead of on the hunt. He hated it, he hadn't liked it much then and he despised it now. Thankfully both Aurora and Aria took care of most of that. He was left to be the grunt, to do the work instead. That suited him just fine.
Aria never took her eyes off of the Regus, but she carefully moved his arm from her shoulder to her leg and put her arm around him. At first he thought it was a come on, but he felt her hand snake across the back of his chair, it was soft and tender and meant to look like she was vying for his attention to touch him, but her hand rested softly on Aurora's and her other hand placed upon his and there was doubt in his mind that Aurora was freaking out under that cool exteriors.
He grinned as his sister leaned forward enough to see Aria. The girl still stared straight ahead but she shared her strength with them. They were gods among the might of the Atharim. It would not do them any good to show that they were anything but loyal. There was no fear, there was nothing other than loyalty. Nox smiled gratefully as he listened to the demise of Ra. He watched as the Regus turned to nod to the men in black. Aria's reaction was blank. Aurora sat calmly with Aria's hand on her shoulder. It looked natural, Nox patted Aria's leg and his sister's. It was good to know that Aria watched out for them, both of them. Maybe this would work even with the rise of zealots among the very society they rebelled against.
Edited by Nox, Jan 19 2015, 11:58 AM.
The Atharim believed differently, he remember some snippets of lore from his childhood, when his father taught them from the books instead of on the hunt. He hated it, he hadn't liked it much then and he despised it now. Thankfully both Aurora and Aria took care of most of that. He was left to be the grunt, to do the work instead. That suited him just fine.
Aria never took her eyes off of the Regus, but she carefully moved his arm from her shoulder to her leg and put her arm around him. At first he thought it was a come on, but he felt her hand snake across the back of his chair, it was soft and tender and meant to look like she was vying for his attention to touch him, but her hand rested softly on Aurora's and her other hand placed upon his and there was doubt in his mind that Aurora was freaking out under that cool exteriors.
He grinned as his sister leaned forward enough to see Aria. The girl still stared straight ahead but she shared her strength with them. They were gods among the might of the Atharim. It would not do them any good to show that they were anything but loyal. There was no fear, there was nothing other than loyalty. Nox smiled gratefully as he listened to the demise of Ra. He watched as the Regus turned to nod to the men in black. Aria's reaction was blank. Aurora sat calmly with Aria's hand on her shoulder. It looked natural, Nox patted Aria's leg and his sister's. It was good to know that Aria watched out for them, both of them. Maybe this would work even with the rise of zealots among the very society they rebelled against.
Edited by Nox, Jan 19 2015, 11:58 AM.
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