New Players In The Pattern

[Aiden Finnegan]

Aiden listened intently. It was apparent that Sage had a wide range of feelings concerning Nox. That was both comforting and disconcerting. Nox apparently carried a reputation and he was starting to sound larger than life. Aiden was never one to kiss ass, but it was apparent that he should try to get on this mysterious man’s good side. Note taken.

                Nox quickly became an afterthought as Sage chased away Nova, the man then slinking down onto the bed next to Aiden. Sage snuggled up and Aiden instinctively put his arm around the man, pulling him in tight. A single flame sprouted overhead, casting a healthy glow over the room; it was suspended about halfway between their heads and the ceiling.

                Aiden looked up and gave a half sigh. Turning to Sage he said, “I think as long as the pants stay on, we’ll be okay,” the sigh turning to a giggle and another sip of Jack. “Well, if it’s them, then I think the fairy fire is the least of our concerns. But, let the rest of the world deal with that. We’ve got tonight and each other. That’s more than enough.”

                Lasher got up from his spot next to Aiden and circled back to follow Nova. Sitting on the opposite pillow, Lasher put both of his paws out in front of him and rested his head upon them while gazing at Nova.

                The flame danced a little before winking out. As soon as the fairy fire left, a light gust of wind swept through the room. An unseen hand patted Sage’s bottom. Aiden was somehow aware of this. It had happened before, but not in an… intimate manner. He blushed furiously, “Oh shit… sorry… There’s uh… something else that’s funny about me… besides the fire…”