What Not to Do (Kallisti)

[Sage]

Sage's mind was still split between the things in his head, the stage, his boyfriend, and the women's feet in his lap. For most people it would be information overload, for Sage it was flying high. Higher than he'd been in ages. Not that living with Aiden was bad, but he was still building his network, Phaser was dead and the Wicked Truth was just beginning and he had to rebuild the things he relied on. This was heaven.

He listened to things around him. Saw everything, heard it all even if there was a delay in his reaction. He could pause and rewind and rerun entire conversations with the processor in his head. It was like having a personal surveillance on at all times. And he used it without hesitation. Aiden leaned across him to talk to Ori and Sage smile with the scent of his boyfriend so near.

Oriena laughed and her words made Sage smile when the registered in his mind.

"Only the worst." Sage delved quickly into the public footprint the woman beside him left. Like most of Nox's acquaintances they left little in terms of paper trails. Shady dealings requiring those sorts of things, but they couldn't hide from Sage. He was finding it near impossible to get to Raffe inside of the fortress he was currently part of. And the hacker who tried to thrawt him was a fanboi of the greatest measure and spent more time typing out prolific gratitudes and not defending his system. Sage supposed he was confident in knowing he couldn't breach the air gap. If only he could get a device close enough... Nox's wallet was ideal, but it was turned off.

A tidbit of knowledge flittered across Sage's senses as one of the newest searches pinged a coincidence -- Jaxen and Oriena entering Jaxen's abode together. A wicked smile grew upon his lips and he added as an after thought to what he'd said to her what felt like eon's ago to him. "Seems as though Jaxen gets around. His lips and found purchase upon both of you." He squeezed Aiden's thigh and Oriena's foot currently in his hand.

While he monitored Jaxen's front door, he didn't trespass beyond the lobby -- not even the elevators. Voxel was a colleague, and Jaxen sorta a friend. He respected his privacy to a degree -- the same degree in which he respected Nox's. Well maybe not Nox's Nox was free with all his information even if his partners didn't know. Nox didn't exactly know either. The other man was currently making eyes with two women at another table. Obviously knew them in some way. He only lingered when he did. He'd join them soon. Sage had much to tell him. Though he sent most of the information he'd found on the girl Visha to his wallet, and the same with Raffe's where abouts. He'd ask eventually -- Sage knew that much about his friend.