I was pleasantly surprised by the interest in Sam, the Exy RA last week. Thank you so much.
I am once again open for asks related to my current projects:
NAGAB Neil (Raven!Neil)
NAGAB Noah (Vixens, Palmetto State Shenanigans and Hatfords)
The foxes RA
If you have a specific character or aspect you're interested in, feel free to include that in your ask. I can't guarantee I'll be able to include it, but I'll try. Also, work was a lot today, so my apologies if I don't get to your ask right away.
NAGAB Noah and Andrew confrontation below the cut
Noah merely raised an eyebrow at Andrew's glare. He was used to being pushed around. He had been told what to do by much scarier people. As frightening as Andrew's reputation was, he'd only hurt four men, in a fit of rage. Maybe not even that if the school newspaper wasn’t above making shit up. The man was on parole. Getting into a fight like that would violate it and then bye bye bodyguard.
Besides, Noah didn't know how many men he'd hurt by this point. As much as his mother wanted him kept out of the family business, that wasn't always a possibility. It didn't help that Andrew was barely above five feet even in his mammoth platform boots. He didn't look peaceful by any means with his armbands full of knifes (standard assortment, quick draw possible on the four and six inch, none well-balanced enough for efficient throwing), but there was a difference between a threat Noah could handle and one he couldn't.
"Are you referring to Kevin or your cousin?" Their earlier confrontations had made it clear that Andrew thought Noah played a larger threat to Kevin than he did to anyone else but considering this was after Nicky had decided to help him, things were definitely in flux.
“I protect what's mine." Andrew clenched one of his fists at his sides as if resisting the urge to draw a knife in broad daylight in a very public parking lot.
Noah had been startled for sure, but there were also limits to how far Andrew could get when anyone could walk by. The fact he was currently violating parole could only make that worse.
"It does matter," Noah walked past Andrew. "Kevin isn't going to be an issue, but I need Nicky."
That comment made Andrew narrow his eyes slightly. "You need to be at the banquet."
It was another statement of fact. Andrew didn't seem the type to bother with questions. On one level Noah appreciated it, no questions meant giving up no secrets, no lying to a man who seemed like his own lie detector. But it also made him want to grind his teeth together.
"I do." Noah wasn't about to answer more than he had to.
Andrew peered at his face. "I don't deal in half-truths especially from the likes of you, an opportunistic nobody who can do some fancy flips. Especially when your timing is interesting."
"Timing?"
"You showed up as they're preparing to move south."
