Nocturne had a brief moment of satisfaction as he watched Jasper leave. The vampire had caved first and ran away. But that was just him trying to contort the facts to make himself feel better and he knew it. The truth was, Jasper had had control of the situation the entire time. From the moment he approached, Nocturne had been left trying to keep up. He had been put on his guard, even with relaxing a bit when he knew who was standing behind him, and it had left him not at his best.
And the way Jasper left? It was such a power move and Nocturne hated it and respected it in equal parts. The damned vampire had come in, rattled him, said what he wanted, put the ball in his court so to speak, and then left without giving him a chance to even give a snarky reply. He knew he could have said one anyway and Jasper would have still heard him but that would have given him even more power in the moment and Nocturne decided sitting in silence was the better option.
He picked up the card and rolled his eyes at it. There was no way Jasper expected him to actually call and it was tempting to rip up the card and prove him right. However, the idea to reach out and perhaps return the favour of being caught off guard was appealing. He’d have to get some prepaid phone or find one of the few pay phones left out in the wild to make the call. Nocturne wasn’t about to hand Jasper a way to track him down since he hoped the fledgling had been lying and he didn’t have any information on him. Still, Nocturne did add Jasper’s name and number to his phone after unlocking it with a fingerprint scan and passcode. Being affiliated with the Guardians did have some perks, he supposed.
He finished his drink, tossing out the cup a moment later as he headed for an exit. He was definitely done with being out in the public for the night and thought back to his original plan of going home and taking advantage of the empty studio since his sister would still be out. The idea had extra appeal now that he had some issues to work out. Aggression, frustration, maybe even attraction. Fucking vampires.
And the way Jasper left? It was such a power move and Nocturne hated it and respected it in equal parts. The damned vampire had come in, rattled him, said what he wanted, put the ball in his court so to speak, and then left without giving him a chance to even give a snarky reply. He knew he could have said one anyway and Jasper would have still heard him but that would have given him even more power in the moment and Nocturne decided sitting in silence was the better option.
He picked up the card and rolled his eyes at it. There was no way Jasper expected him to actually call and it was tempting to rip up the card and prove him right. However, the idea to reach out and perhaps return the favour of being caught off guard was appealing. He’d have to get some prepaid phone or find one of the few pay phones left out in the wild to make the call. Nocturne wasn’t about to hand Jasper a way to track him down since he hoped the fledgling had been lying and he didn’t have any information on him. Still, Nocturne did add Jasper’s name and number to his phone after unlocking it with a fingerprint scan and passcode. Being affiliated with the Guardians did have some perks, he supposed.
He finished his drink, tossing out the cup a moment later as he headed for an exit. He was definitely done with being out in the public for the night and thought back to his original plan of going home and taking advantage of the empty studio since his sister would still be out. The idea had extra appeal now that he had some issues to work out. Aggression, frustration, maybe even attraction. Fucking vampires.
