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Nyx and Bond
Jul. 31st, 2022 04:12 pmThey'd come to the stadium, Hex ready for a fight. Guards with guns stopped them, but after a bit of conversation and some chatter on the radio, they were let inside and then escorted to an area where a vicious looking woman assigned them a space and took all the information of what skills they could offer the group.
Hex was welcome and put to work in the med center immediately. Nyx was assigned kitchen duty since he could purify water. After a week they fell into the routine of life here and it wasn't bad. The people were kind, the soldiers less so. But there was peace and community.
It was safe.
Hex had been approached by several people asking about Nyx. He was terribly protective. He also knew what value Nyx had and sometimes he would trade the nymph. An hour. A night. And they never wanted for anything.
And then, one morning before the med center or the kitchen, there was a knock on their door. Hex answered and a soldier delivered him a note. He read it, then looked at Nyx.
"It's an invitation," he said.
Hex was welcome and put to work in the med center immediately. Nyx was assigned kitchen duty since he could purify water. After a week they fell into the routine of life here and it wasn't bad. The people were kind, the soldiers less so. But there was peace and community.
It was safe.
Hex had been approached by several people asking about Nyx. He was terribly protective. He also knew what value Nyx had and sometimes he would trade the nymph. An hour. A night. And they never wanted for anything.
And then, one morning before the med center or the kitchen, there was a knock on their door. Hex answered and a soldier delivered him a note. He read it, then looked at Nyx.
"It's an invitation," he said.
