Promises, Promises

[Nox]

Nox didn't know when the sounds stopped. But he could tell the lights had stopped and one meant the other. Nox turned to see Christian with the barrel of one of the guns from the armory pointed at Jaxen. Nox didn't move. "He's with me Christian."
Nox tried to stand but his balance was off and instead he sat down. "You know there are easier ways to figure things out. You know - like asking."
Nox shouted to hear himself speak.

"There is a three second delay between tripping the spirit and the detonation, we need to cut that down."


Christian laughed as he lowered the gun. "I'll get right on that."

Nox rolled his eyes. "Jaxen Marveet. The Vega family, my benefactors."
Nox looked around and saw Ana in the door Cruz was behind Christian surveying all the damage to our little project. He hadn't started to do any of the repairs yet. "Where is Dorian? Don't tell me he's at work?"


The look on their faces turned grim but no one explained. Cruz spoke then. "He cut the lines. He can help rebuild it? Please tell me he has to help."

Nox shrugged. "He saved my ass today, don't know that I can make him doing anything Cruz. Maybe if you ask him nicely."
Nox turned his gaze to Jaxen. "You don't have to help. We got this."
Though Nox was aching and his leg hurt, good thing he didn't need to stand to work the power.