Discovering New Toys

[Nox]

Nox turned the music up on his head set and walked back out into the room that he'd deemed the dojo. Aurora had started calling it that too. He sat down on a pile mats he hadn't laid yet and grasped the power. It was such a glorious thing. The power flowed through him, charging every cell in his body, his sights were enhanced, smells were more offensive now, he wished it made him smarter, he only remembered the basic theory that Aurora had discussed with him when they worked on the sound aspect of the weave, now to make it one directional.

Light was also multidirectional unless forced. Only way he knew how to force light was to bend it, reflect and refract it. Two words from highschool science classes he barely remembered the definitions of. He hated science, and math, and well school in general. Sometimes he wished he'd grown up like Aria, but then he'd watch her struggle with small things and he'd remember he was happy who he was.

Nox wove a loose of fire and air and tried to encase it it so it relected back in upon itself. At least that was his goal. It didn't work out that way, not the first time. The first time nothing at all happened. The weaves just kinda sat there. It was harder to see the light through the added layer. Nox shrugged and released the weaves. He watched the threads dissapait before he started again fresh.

He wished he could do more than one thing at a time, sound was easy, it was all one thread, woven together in a specific manner. Nox created the directional thunderclap and let it lose. The sound echoed in the warehouse and Nox smiled. He'd practiced that one enough he could do it in a few seconds. Someone could throw a fireball or something quicker than the time it took, it was not something he could use if he didn't have a good amount of time to do it and defend himself. Nox smiled, at least now he had Aria to help with that. He could let those few seconds lapse long enough to create the weave and use it successfully while she handled anything that got through in those seconds.

He hadn't worked so well with Aurora. They almost always seemed to get in each others way. They had tried to work together to get more complexe weaves but it was like the blind leading the blind. In other words it was bad, and they always ended up with a fight.

Aria never fought with him over technique. She didn't care how he did it, as long as it got done. It was the end result that mattered. Aurora always commented on the better ways of doing things. Aurora was a scholar, and her brain worked on a level Nox knew his did not. She saw things differently then Aria or himself. They were the doers, she was the thinker. But he was grateful for her thinking. And Nox was grateful for the tech he now had cause he was full blooded Atharim and where there was actually money for such cool toys.

They'd procured a pair of land warriors. Aria didn't like them, but Nox he loved them. They'd help in the tunnels with the amount of time they'd been spending down there and would continue to do so until they figured out what those hideous creatures were. And where they came from.

Nox shook his head, his train of thought had sidewindered it's way into left field. He started focusing on his task at hand. But even trial number two didn't go so well.

Nox wove together fire and air and earth. The latent explosion left near molten rock flying everywhere. Aurora was going to be pissed. There was a mound of rock in the middle of the cement floor above where he'd dropped it. His shirt was scorched, thank god he had enough sense cool it quickly or he'd have permanent burn scars.

Nox started cleaning up the mess he'd made of the floor when a knock came at his door. He barely heard it through the music in his ears, he hoped they hadn't been pounding long. Nox yelled, "Be there in a sec." Hopefully it wasn't a guy with a gun looking to shoot him in the head. He was paranoid to say the least lately.

Nox opened the door in a singed holey shirt with a grin.