08-06-2015, 09:30 AM
Connor let himself drift into the background so they could talk. He didn't go anywhere, of course, but this was about them and they needed their moment. to be honest, loss always reminded him of his son. The hole was always there. He had moved on, yes, but that didn't mean he'd forget. That didn't mean that he'd pretend it had never happened. The very idea of it made Connor mad, to act like Hayden had never been. It seemed worse that dying. It was negation. Connor wouldn't do that, no matter the price, no matter the pain. At least he had been there at the end.
Nox had Aria's wallet and suddenly Connor could her the voice of a young man coming from the speaker. He seemed out of it, alternating between deliriously chipper to wallowing in sorrow. It was almost as if he were drunk, except....the other voice on the phone was that of a man taunting her, playing with her. Anger and sorrow lanced through him at the thought. If that had been Hayden's voice...He shut that thinking down. He didn't want to even imagine it. Not here. Not now.
He looked at Aria again and could see the tension she was under. He didn't really understand what her abilities were. She looked like she was trying to hold it together. God, what a thing to have to deal with. The murder of someone she loved. Her control seemed barely contained, as if she wanted a distraction.
Which led to Nox and his sister. She wanted this. She took his wallet and used whatever spy-software the Atharim had in order to pull up the cameras across the street from the warehouse.
Connor came to stand next to them, providing physical solidarity. They were both acting cool and casual though he didn't doubt that if and when the time came, they would both act with ferocity. It would be good for him to be there. It might help them not get lost.
In fact....he pulled out his wallet and texted Ayden. It might be good if she were there too. You never knew.
Edited by Connor Kent, Aug 7 2015, 09:10 AM.
Nox had Aria's wallet and suddenly Connor could her the voice of a young man coming from the speaker. He seemed out of it, alternating between deliriously chipper to wallowing in sorrow. It was almost as if he were drunk, except....the other voice on the phone was that of a man taunting her, playing with her. Anger and sorrow lanced through him at the thought. If that had been Hayden's voice...He shut that thinking down. He didn't want to even imagine it. Not here. Not now.
He looked at Aria again and could see the tension she was under. He didn't really understand what her abilities were. She looked like she was trying to hold it together. God, what a thing to have to deal with. The murder of someone she loved. Her control seemed barely contained, as if she wanted a distraction.
Which led to Nox and his sister. She wanted this. She took his wallet and used whatever spy-software the Atharim had in order to pull up the cameras across the street from the warehouse.
Connor came to stand next to them, providing physical solidarity. They were both acting cool and casual though he didn't doubt that if and when the time came, they would both act with ferocity. It would be good for him to be there. It might help them not get lost.
In fact....he pulled out his wallet and texted Ayden. It might be good if she were there too. You never knew.
Edited by Connor Kent, Aug 7 2015, 09:10 AM.