the darkness keeps growing, the shadows cutting deeper

[hfm_npcs]

Warnings: Darkness, Nox, darkness, manipulation, darkness, violence, and more darkness
Location: The sewers
Characters: Agent York, Aaron, Celestia, and a lot of Nox
When: Shortly after the attack on the city.
Summary: The Nox approach the hapless prisoners, and attempt to make them a deal

It's dark. This should come as no surprise to those who have a clear memory of what happened, but the sheer size and scope and depth of the darkness is suffocating. Pressurizing. There's a dripping in the distance and the Nox's guests will find themselves covered in...something that's rapidly congealing. Communicators don't work, and if listening close to the silence reveals they aren't alone...

Something's out there, watching the three warm bodies. Almost breathing on them.

((OOC: Check this log periodically for subheaders which will direct the plot!))

Comments

[exuviiated]

As Celestia confronted the Nox, Aaron took special care to resist taking a few steps back-- showing his uncertainty about this whole situation would put the Nox at an implicit advantage. Not one quite as large as their explicit advantage, having them down in their dark nest, but-- he was the business of preserving whatever meager favor they had right then. It wasn't as if this situation could get any worse. (Right?)

He stopped himself from voicing that, even sarcastically, because while it might muttered in cynicism there was still the chance of it blowing up spectacularly in all three of their faces. He won't take them down with him by virtue of his tactless comments. One of which is aimed at one of the pairs of eyes, and then down into the choking darkness.

"Maybe if you hadn't dragged us down here, we'd be a little more privy to listening rather than-- this. I agree with Celestia."

Then, he angled his head just so to look at York; checking for his reaction, and also able to watch Celestia while keeping the Nox in his peripherals (but then and again, they were everywhere.)

[goddamngrenades]

"A whole lot of nothing, from either side." But he hasn't really made it a point to poke around. He's-

Not unhappy to be here, honestly. Considering his personal alternative. But that doesn't mean he's glad for everyone else that has better things to do with their time that got stuck here either. Celestia's royalty, the kid's a kid, Wash-

Wash had a life. Better or not, he was living and making do. He shouldn't be put through this shit again.York? It's about par the course. "You wanna say something? Say it, we'll listen. Just...keep your distance, grabby."