Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'

[Nox]

Nox watched as Bas beat at the dome of air with a sword of spirit. Giovanni had used spikes of some sort, he had to assume spirit as well. But there was a difference, this time Nox was paying attention, he also knew what he was going now unlike when he met Giovanni.

He'd love to meet Giovanni again. That could be a very fun and very different encounter. Nox remembered what he was, who he was. Soon he have the tattoo to prove it. It was amazing. Not that the Atharim didn't have their issues.

Nox stood up and walked over to his dripping wet shirt that was now lying on the floor. He didn't look at anyone specific as he held it up to inspect, he sighed as he failed to grab the power. It wasn't directed at anyone in particular " It's damn cold."
The chill of the air was starting to seep into his bones, it probably had something to do with Pyotr but Nox wasn't going to let that bother him. It was after all just innocent looking. It's not like he did more than that. "Anyone know how to dry this, I would but I can't touch the power. "


It was probably a stupid thing to say after what Bas had asked Aurora to do. A stream of air came bustling at him, his shirt flapping in the wind and he turned to glare at his sister. "I didn't mean like that."
She grinned back at him, she was having a royal time of making fun of him today. He smiled happily, he'd missed it, very much.