01-18-2019, 07:20 PM
There they were again! Logic told him that such a thing was rather impossible, and therefore should not be happening. Apparently the message hadn’t quite gotten through to reality. He was tired. That was it: tired. It had been happening for several days now, could he be that tired? He probably could. What with the case studies and bedtime stories and the night shifts at work.
Fine, so Lih was the one who signed up for the midnight shifts at the station so he wouldn’t fall asleep and have nightmares, but who was paying attention… Not Lih!
Lih had genuinely wanted to find out more about this so-called “dream” Siobhan possessed. Dragons was it? Poppycock! Anyway, that had been the intention, almost.
From about the moment when Sage laughed along with Aiden at their “friendship", Lih was paying more attention to the hacker than to the water he was supposed to be sipping. He started to lose his focus the water—I have to wonder where Lih put it—and it became worse.
Sage’s words were far more interesting. It was not what Sage said, no, but how he said it; the tone, the inflection; the way his throat moved as he spoke and the brush of his breath against Aiden’s cheek. These things caused him to falter in his own reply, and he bumbled over the words like a child, flushing with embarrassment the whole time…
“Well… That… Wa… why… am… I… panting…?” Lih felt very weird about the whole thing. Then he became aware of his damp clothes.
There was the slightest of all slightest of chances that Lih really only fell so he could get Sage’s attention, which probably wasn’t the best of motives, but what he could say? Sage was a peach, and so, so, caring and nice and…this really wasn’t the time for that particular tangent. It was enough to say that Lih was slowly turning over the options in his mind as to why his lens-augmented sight was playing tricks on him.
Lih was sitting back on the chair and smiling. It was nice and relaxed where he was, and fun to watch the after effects of whatever it was he was seeing. He selected an option on his wallet just to see. No information about Sage Parker at all. Fascinating!
First Dorian, then Sage. It would be almost a shame if his eyesight was playing tricks on him, maybe he’d fallen too hard and this was one of the repercussions. He’d heard that wearing augmented shades for a long time wasn’t a good thing, was this why he couldn’t see anything at all? It shouldn’t matter—but he could be hopeful. As for Siobhan’s dream…it meant…well, what did that mean, exactly?
Lih grinned stupidly when the faces of Sage and Aiden appeared in his line of vision and peered down at him, probably expecting some hellish fall or another. Not that Lih went in for that sort of thing. No, no, definitely not! Lih sat up, brushed his hands together for no apparent reason other than habit and got to his feet.
“Thanks… Bye,” he said to no one in particular. They were either purposefully ignoring the channeling Aiden did, in which case it was perfectly normal, or they didn’t care Aiden could channel, in which case there was something tragically wrong in Lih’s brain and he needed a very long nap… Maybe he could encourage Sage to come along? He looked warm… and soft...
Fine, so Lih was the one who signed up for the midnight shifts at the station so he wouldn’t fall asleep and have nightmares, but who was paying attention… Not Lih!
Lih had genuinely wanted to find out more about this so-called “dream” Siobhan possessed. Dragons was it? Poppycock! Anyway, that had been the intention, almost.
From about the moment when Sage laughed along with Aiden at their “friendship", Lih was paying more attention to the hacker than to the water he was supposed to be sipping. He started to lose his focus the water—I have to wonder where Lih put it—and it became worse.
Sage’s words were far more interesting. It was not what Sage said, no, but how he said it; the tone, the inflection; the way his throat moved as he spoke and the brush of his breath against Aiden’s cheek. These things caused him to falter in his own reply, and he bumbled over the words like a child, flushing with embarrassment the whole time…
“Well… That… Wa… why… am… I… panting…?” Lih felt very weird about the whole thing. Then he became aware of his damp clothes.
There was the slightest of all slightest of chances that Lih really only fell so he could get Sage’s attention, which probably wasn’t the best of motives, but what he could say? Sage was a peach, and so, so, caring and nice and…this really wasn’t the time for that particular tangent. It was enough to say that Lih was slowly turning over the options in his mind as to why his lens-augmented sight was playing tricks on him.
Lih was sitting back on the chair and smiling. It was nice and relaxed where he was, and fun to watch the after effects of whatever it was he was seeing. He selected an option on his wallet just to see. No information about Sage Parker at all. Fascinating!
First Dorian, then Sage. It would be almost a shame if his eyesight was playing tricks on him, maybe he’d fallen too hard and this was one of the repercussions. He’d heard that wearing augmented shades for a long time wasn’t a good thing, was this why he couldn’t see anything at all? It shouldn’t matter—but he could be hopeful. As for Siobhan’s dream…it meant…well, what did that mean, exactly?
Lih grinned stupidly when the faces of Sage and Aiden appeared in his line of vision and peered down at him, probably expecting some hellish fall or another. Not that Lih went in for that sort of thing. No, no, definitely not! Lih sat up, brushed his hands together for no apparent reason other than habit and got to his feet.
“Thanks… Bye,” he said to no one in particular. They were either purposefully ignoring the channeling Aiden did, in which case it was perfectly normal, or they didn’t care Aiden could channel, in which case there was something tragically wrong in Lih’s brain and he needed a very long nap… Maybe he could encourage Sage to come along? He looked warm… and soft...
Viktor Lih
Officer of CCDPD
Officer of CCDPD