Birthday Plans [North of Moscow]

[Nox]

Jacob helped Nox bury the body. In that he watched as Nox dug a hole in the ground with the power, then he poured accelerant and cast a match into the hole with the Atharim body. As the body burned Nox watched it carefully. When it was dust he'd bury the rest and make it look like nothing had happened here.

Sleep was fitful. It always was after a kill -- specially one that was human, and one that he saw so clearly. One that he had enjoyed just a little too much. The horde had liked it very much.

He'd admitted out loud to Oriena that he was a monster -- this was the first time he truly believed it -- he felt it.

It didn't help that he'd agreed to hunt humans -- channelers like him -- there as still a caveat, but still, he had agreed. He was no better than the man he was before Moscow -- only now he had a moral compass -- as gray as it was -- it still was a compass.

Daylight came and Nox packed his things. "Going to Aurora's grave. You coming?" Nox looked around making sure there was nothing amiss with the camp.

Jacob packed his own bags. "Like old times."

"Not exactly."

Nox lead the way through the woods towards the lake where Aurora was killed. Jacob followed without any words.