10-04-2018, 11:24 AM
Jaxen tried to stir the pot. Observation was not hard. Though Nox was pretty sure he wanted nothing to do with either of them. Though he had had to endure their antics in the room across from his only making his insomnia worse. Nox wasn't going to let Jaxen, Sage or Aiden ruin the night. Methos was playing, Aiden was playing. Jaxen had ripped Ascendancy's name to shreds and he was pretty sure Jaxen was going to need a place to hide, Methos and Aiden too.
Sage answered quickly and cryptically. .... hellhounds.... What had they seen? A hell hound. Nox took a sip of his water from the beer bottle. It wasn't exactly what he wanted.
The power boomed around Aiden again and then there was a thunderclap. Nox sighed and stood up, he didn't want to mediate things but he would. Jaxen was powerful - probably more powerful than he was. His skill probably as good from the looks of the performance, but was it fighting worthy probably not. Nox didn't want a fight. He was confident Jaxen wouldn't take it as a threat. Aiden was just a baby in this all. He could barely control his power. Nox stood next to Jaxen but not between either of the men. He would have to grill Sage later about the hellhounds. They scared the shit out of him - his worst nightmare, but a hellhound could mean trouble. No one understood their appearance... but it was always a bad omen... always.
Nox leaned against Jaxen's shoulder to get his attention and then stood back up. "Don't mind Aiden's power, he's still learning how to control it. His emotions still rule it despite working on it." But Aiden had gotten it under control quickly. "But he's learning quickly."
But Nox had a counter to Aiden's question "What are YOU going to do with your god given gift?" Nox smirked, "Me, I choose to hunt monsters and keep humanity safe from the things you don't believe in." He realized he was completely outting himself as Atharim to the fucking world standing here with Aidien and Jaxen, but Ascendancy already had it in for him so now let the world hunt him. The Atharim wouldn't stop till he was dead, what was a few more.
Sage answered quickly and cryptically. .... hellhounds.... What had they seen? A hell hound. Nox took a sip of his water from the beer bottle. It wasn't exactly what he wanted.
The power boomed around Aiden again and then there was a thunderclap. Nox sighed and stood up, he didn't want to mediate things but he would. Jaxen was powerful - probably more powerful than he was. His skill probably as good from the looks of the performance, but was it fighting worthy probably not. Nox didn't want a fight. He was confident Jaxen wouldn't take it as a threat. Aiden was just a baby in this all. He could barely control his power. Nox stood next to Jaxen but not between either of the men. He would have to grill Sage later about the hellhounds. They scared the shit out of him - his worst nightmare, but a hellhound could mean trouble. No one understood their appearance... but it was always a bad omen... always.
Nox leaned against Jaxen's shoulder to get his attention and then stood back up. "Don't mind Aiden's power, he's still learning how to control it. His emotions still rule it despite working on it." But Aiden had gotten it under control quickly. "But he's learning quickly."
But Nox had a counter to Aiden's question "What are YOU going to do with your god given gift?" Nox smirked, "Me, I choose to hunt monsters and keep humanity safe from the things you don't believe in." He realized he was completely outting himself as Atharim to the fucking world standing here with Aidien and Jaxen, but Ascendancy already had it in for him so now let the world hunt him. The Atharim wouldn't stop till he was dead, what was a few more.
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