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The Right Thing to Do
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Vanya threw the cold water in his face to try to wake himself up. Or at least to get his face to wake up. His head pounded. Not from too much booze, though there had been some of that. Well, maybe a bit more than that. He knocked off late and Sergei had called and a drink at the club had turned into more than he bargained for.

Maybe he was looking to run away. Or bury himself. To relax and pretend the world hadn't just exploded. For at least a moment anyway, jeez, thanks mom for all the nagging! Anyway. Where was he? Oh yeah. Head hurt driving to work. Trying to figure out where the fuck everything was supposed to go now that channelers (and isn't that such a great word. 'Oooooh.....look! We're channeling dead people! Or some mysterious power!!!.' Whoever the genius was who came up with that term was a first grade moron. Way to emphasize our differences, tardo!!! Channelers. Fuckign joke.) ANYWAY, where was he again? Oh yeah. Driving to work. Head hurts. Doesn't like the term channelers. Gotcha. Back to reality.

So he gets to work and gets all sitimitiated when it's clear that something big is up. Vega is practically up his ass with info. To be fair. He is his partner. But that pounding in his head...fuck!!! Anyway. His words only make the pain more. Good? Bad? Ivan doesn't know anymore. He knows that he has a job to do.

So he finds himself walking in to the interrogation room with Dr. Pirozzi (Alex to her friends) and Nox, of house Nox. For a moment he smiled at Alex and couldn't help the feelings of lust that washed through. Not like it was his fault. She was hot on a level that most women would never imagine. And he was irritated at Zo. Had up and disappeared in one of her environmental causes without so much as a call. A spike of anger flashed. More than a spike. He missed her deeply. And so he Alex only drew his attention.

The other person- Nox, only drew his attention because he was clear scared. There was a syringe and Alex was trying to calm him down. The room emanated the power and a wall was clearly in place. Ivan swallowed his headache and lust down and tried to go for the calm.

"Hey. Hold On! Calm down. Nox. I'm on your side. It's me! No one is gonna hurt you."
He purposely did not start to....channel. To show he was serious.
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[No subject] - by Nox - 04-27-2017, 11:51 AM
[No subject] - by Dorian - 04-27-2017, 04:50 PM
[No subject] - by Alex - 04-28-2017, 11:25 AM
[No subject] - by Ivan Sarkozy - 05-01-2017, 12:03 AM
[No subject] - by Nox - 05-01-2017, 09:17 AM
[No subject] - by Alex - 05-12-2017, 10:43 AM
[No subject] - by Ivan Sarkozy - 06-08-2017, 01:57 PM
[No subject] - by Nox - 06-10-2017, 10:58 AM
[No subject] - by Ivan Sarkozy - 07-31-2017, 03:53 PM
[No subject] - by Nox - 07-31-2017, 06:54 PM
[No subject] - by Ivan Sarkozy - 08-02-2017, 12:22 PM
[No subject] - by Nox - 08-02-2017, 01:35 PM

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