Nyx had walked this road once before, in a past life. She knew where every corner would take her. Once again she asked herself "Why?". Why come back to this life. A life of crime, a life full of stealing, lying and killing, to make her way to the top. A suitable life non the less, but one shes taken before. 

She rounded the next corner, and was greeted by the comforting lights of HQ. A smile played upon her lips as she slowed her walk to a soft stride, kicking a small stone before stopping below a street light. The soft flicker of light danced over her, taking a leaning stance as she looked over HQ. A warm feeling seeped through her as she thought about her family, and how much they have done for her. She would do anything for each and every one of them.

She hid a yawn behind her hand, a long day had unfolded, and it was catching up. Shaking her head she lit up one last smoke for the night. She heard the soft chatter of Sal and Draven, drift from a open window, sounded like they was head deep in a poker game. She felt another warm feeling tingle over her as she decided to make her way to her room. Tossing the cig to the ground she pushes from the pole to head in. A good night's rest was in ordered.