NYX ULRIC

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                     “I can hear your snickering.” 

“Don’t patronize me, Ulric. We are men as we are enemies, are we not? Speak your mind,” Ravus began in a wolfish snarl, shoulders squared as he circled the Glaive like the predator he so was, the war wolf with hackles raised and poised to strike if need be. But, that was hardly so. He was always bristling, always consumed in hate and anger that ate at him like acid. “Of how I damn my sister by my position in the army. That I am no better than them.” Mismatched eyes narrowed and glowered harder before stopping short of the other man. “Say it.”

                   Nyx remained tight lipped even as the other drew near. His jawline twitched, not hiding his misguided contempt towards the man. He made sure his sharp gaze looked straight into those mismatched eyes (so unlike hers...) to let him see the fire, frustration and regret... anger. The two men sized each other up, the tension between them reached its peak.

Noctis caught the pants. “Fine, fine. of course the prince can’t go around pantless” He said putting on the pants. “There is that better?” He asked as he stood there now dressed. the only thing he doesn’t have on is shoes.

“I suppose it is since you are taller then me but it’s also comfy” He said with a smile and looked up at him. “You don’t mind do you?” he asked tilting his head to the side.