Fueling His Fire

[Sage]

After hijacking the news room and their feeds and everything went back to normal Sage did his research and found Jacques Danjou personal contact information. Private boundaries hardly impressed Sage if he could touch it through the net it was mostly fair game. He did have a few boundaries but they were few and far between.

But what Sage needed to know is how he could help. Where his skill set and those around him could be of use. So far the best thing they could do was beef up security it was nothing to get into places.

Sage saw the timestamp float across his screen it was late in Alexandria - he should probably get some sleep - eat. Be human. But he closed his eyes and fell back into the digital world. It took effort to bring his hand to his left ear and pull the plug. The system pulled him in each and every time and it was a conscious effort to leave even for only a few moments. The walk to the small table with his module on it was like torture. Every step was heavy - wading through thick mud, his feet getting sucked back into the moist dirt. His body felt heavy - his knuckles dragging on the floor even though he was standing upright with only a slight hunch.

The shaking started the moment he unplugged. It was pure hell putting the small module back in place. Sage almost dropped the delicate piece of hardware twice before it lodge in the port with a rush of power. The module did nothing more than transmit and receive wirelessly to his wallet. It was a simple piece but it was as much a part of him as the implant in his head. He needed it to survive.

Once he was feeling better Sage walked out of the server room. The outside air made Sage shiver feeling warmth for the first time in hours. Goose bumps rose on his skin and he rubbed his arms for warmth. On the table in his apartment sat a pizza box - someone had dropped off their left overs. There were only a few people who had keys to his apartment and Sage knew he had locked the door. The bathroom door was open and the apartment was empty save for the pizza.

Sage lifted the box top and found a whole pepperoni pie still warm staring back at him. He smiled as he sat down and ate a slice as he composed his first contact with the man he'd offered to help.

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Message sent
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Stomach filled. Message sent. Sage yawned - his body was tired his mind not so much. But sleep would come even if he didn't will it. So Sage got up and removed his clothe save for his boxers and climbed into the warm sheets and curled around a feather pillow before killing the lights in his room with a single thought command.

His body would rest, his mind would relinquish access to the primary operating system of his implant and his human senses would drift into slumber, but the mind would continue to process and power the implant. It took conscious effort to go to sleep. When it was first given to him, he spent days upon days wide awake unable to turn anything off, unable to sleep until human exhaustion took over and he passed out. It still took effort but it was much easier.

Sage's dreams were not like other normal boys, this he knew for a fact ....