08-29-2018, 10:17 PM
Aiden followed closely behind Sage, Jack Daniels in hand. He took a moment to admire Sage’s backside as the man grabbed the clothing and unceremoniously dumped it into the bedroom. A smile spread on his lips as he remembered what they had been doing just a few moments before the fire.
“Yeah, and now that I’ve found a kindred spirit in you, I’d rather you not lose your freedom either. There was a Gala tonight? I thought I read something about that on the way into Moscow… There was so much to catch up on, though, that I only skimmed through it… Something the Ascended was holding? Lord, what if it was the Atharim?” Aiden shivered at the thought. He still didn’t really understand anything about them, aside from the fact that they killed Channelers and ‘Monsters’ alike. It was hard to take them any more serious than the Boogey Man, in Aiden’s eyes; he had never had an encounter with one and he had only heard of them until recently. Seeing the guns in this mansion helped to cement that threat in Aiden’s mind if only slightly. Perhaps tomorrow morning he would talk at length about them with Sage and Nox, preferably over breakfast.
“Oh, I didn’t really think Nox would help me tonight. It’s getting late… I’m a night owl, so if he was able to, I’d be more than willing. I am sure I’d be the least of his concerns, though, especially if there’s trouble at this party… I’d say let’s go investigate if you’re worried, but I don’t think either one of us could do much if there really is a problem. My fairy fire protected me during that VR session… But I wouldn’t bet on it happening a second time. Too risky…” Aiden said as he jumped onto Sage’s bed, the dogs close behind at his heels. The canines hopped up onto the mattress and gleefully licked at Aiden’s face. He started giggling and began to scratch behind the ears of both pups.
“Speaking of drunk…” Aiden reached over to the side of the bed, where he had set the Jack on the floor. With a rush, he sat up from his position on his stomach and took a long, deep gulp of the stuff. His cheeks warmed as the thick, dark amber liquid made its way into his stomach. He held the bottle out to Sage and cocked an eyebrow, “You okay? I’m sure you’re worried about your friend… We can talk about it if you want. I’ve got two ears and an open mind.”He gave the other man a goofy grin and wiggled the bottle at him.
“Yeah, and now that I’ve found a kindred spirit in you, I’d rather you not lose your freedom either. There was a Gala tonight? I thought I read something about that on the way into Moscow… There was so much to catch up on, though, that I only skimmed through it… Something the Ascended was holding? Lord, what if it was the Atharim?” Aiden shivered at the thought. He still didn’t really understand anything about them, aside from the fact that they killed Channelers and ‘Monsters’ alike. It was hard to take them any more serious than the Boogey Man, in Aiden’s eyes; he had never had an encounter with one and he had only heard of them until recently. Seeing the guns in this mansion helped to cement that threat in Aiden’s mind if only slightly. Perhaps tomorrow morning he would talk at length about them with Sage and Nox, preferably over breakfast.
“Oh, I didn’t really think Nox would help me tonight. It’s getting late… I’m a night owl, so if he was able to, I’d be more than willing. I am sure I’d be the least of his concerns, though, especially if there’s trouble at this party… I’d say let’s go investigate if you’re worried, but I don’t think either one of us could do much if there really is a problem. My fairy fire protected me during that VR session… But I wouldn’t bet on it happening a second time. Too risky…” Aiden said as he jumped onto Sage’s bed, the dogs close behind at his heels. The canines hopped up onto the mattress and gleefully licked at Aiden’s face. He started giggling and began to scratch behind the ears of both pups.
“Speaking of drunk…” Aiden reached over to the side of the bed, where he had set the Jack on the floor. With a rush, he sat up from his position on his stomach and took a long, deep gulp of the stuff. His cheeks warmed as the thick, dark amber liquid made its way into his stomach. He held the bottle out to Sage and cocked an eyebrow, “You okay? I’m sure you’re worried about your friend… We can talk about it if you want. I’ve got two ears and an open mind.”He gave the other man a goofy grin and wiggled the bottle at him.
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