02-10-2018, 10:54 PM
((ooc: I took a chance moding Nox up and out since I know that was your ultimate goal for him to be released. Please feel free to PM me if you prefer something changed in the post.))
He had never struck a man down in anger. Self-defense, vengeance, calculated duty perhaps, but action of frustration was likely to be foolish. He drew a deep breath and forced the weaves threatening to strike at Nox into submission. The power seemed to react to the shift in his own demeanor, wrenched into control, the temptation faded. What fury remained was cold and sated, but slumbered nearby.
He forced himself to track through Nox's speech, focusing on what was said earlier. Aria finally snapped. Having some sense of what she was, Nikolai couldn't say he wasn't entirely surprised. He'd hoped for otherwise, certainly. He'd hoped she could lead the Atharim into what they should have been all along. Nox could be lying, but Nikolai was unable of verifying it either way.
Question became, which of the two of them was the bigger threat to his people? Nox, a channeler, Atharim, and foolish immature hothead? Or Aria, the deadly Atharim Sentient that could control a man with a mere touch?
He nodded a head at Alric, "Drag him out of there,"
he spoke as Alric immediately entered and hauled Nox from the cell. "I'll be escorting you from the premises myself. The moment you are out, the first and only thing you will proceed to do is find Aria and fulfill the promise you already made to her. Your power will come back to you, but don't even think of seizing it in my presence. I will crush you before you have the chance to form a single thread if you do."
Nikolai wove a blindfold of darkness around his eyes. It wasn't uncomfortable, no more than a sash laying across the bridge of his nose would be. "I can't have you knowing where we are,"
he explained out of sheer mercy. He could have wrapped him up like a swaddled infant, but he allowed the boy a shred of dignity and let him walk on his own two legs. Alric handled him firmly but not painfully.
The fresh air of a Moscow spring eventually met them. Just before the blindfold faded, Nikolai added one last order. "I gave you an ultimatum once, and I will give you another now. Cause no more trouble for me and nomore trouble for the police. Next time, I don't care if you slaughter a pack of rougarou preying on nuns in an orphanage, do not confess to it. Don't attract any more attention! Otherwise, next time, I won't go to the trouble of bringing you in for another chat."
The blindfold dissolved and the steel door slammed. Nox was left alone in the city. The things in his possession when he was brought from the hospital were dropped at his feet.
On the other side of that steel door, Nikolai and Alric waited to see if Nox would attempt something foolish with the power. Enough time had passed he was likely to be able to do so. Nikolai did not depart until he was certain the Facility was secure and Nox long gone.
He had never struck a man down in anger. Self-defense, vengeance, calculated duty perhaps, but action of frustration was likely to be foolish. He drew a deep breath and forced the weaves threatening to strike at Nox into submission. The power seemed to react to the shift in his own demeanor, wrenched into control, the temptation faded. What fury remained was cold and sated, but slumbered nearby.
He forced himself to track through Nox's speech, focusing on what was said earlier. Aria finally snapped. Having some sense of what she was, Nikolai couldn't say he wasn't entirely surprised. He'd hoped for otherwise, certainly. He'd hoped she could lead the Atharim into what they should have been all along. Nox could be lying, but Nikolai was unable of verifying it either way.
Question became, which of the two of them was the bigger threat to his people? Nox, a channeler, Atharim, and foolish immature hothead? Or Aria, the deadly Atharim Sentient that could control a man with a mere touch?
He nodded a head at Alric, "Drag him out of there,"
he spoke as Alric immediately entered and hauled Nox from the cell. "I'll be escorting you from the premises myself. The moment you are out, the first and only thing you will proceed to do is find Aria and fulfill the promise you already made to her. Your power will come back to you, but don't even think of seizing it in my presence. I will crush you before you have the chance to form a single thread if you do."
Nikolai wove a blindfold of darkness around his eyes. It wasn't uncomfortable, no more than a sash laying across the bridge of his nose would be. "I can't have you knowing where we are,"
he explained out of sheer mercy. He could have wrapped him up like a swaddled infant, but he allowed the boy a shred of dignity and let him walk on his own two legs. Alric handled him firmly but not painfully.
The fresh air of a Moscow spring eventually met them. Just before the blindfold faded, Nikolai added one last order. "I gave you an ultimatum once, and I will give you another now. Cause no more trouble for me and nomore trouble for the police. Next time, I don't care if you slaughter a pack of rougarou preying on nuns in an orphanage, do not confess to it. Don't attract any more attention! Otherwise, next time, I won't go to the trouble of bringing you in for another chat."
The blindfold dissolved and the steel door slammed. Nox was left alone in the city. The things in his possession when he was brought from the hospital were dropped at his feet.
On the other side of that steel door, Nikolai and Alric waited to see if Nox would attempt something foolish with the power. Enough time had passed he was likely to be able to do so. Nikolai did not depart until he was certain the Facility was secure and Nox long gone.