08-05-2018, 08:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-05-2018, 08:16 PM by Aiden Finnegan.)
A dozen fireballs twinkled overhead as Aiden’s stomach did a backflip. He found himself sinking into the leather office chair, Lasher not even stirring on the couch. Aiden groaned.
“Ah, crap, that really sucks… friend? Still don’t know your name, but you just told me your friend’s. Nox, was it? What kind of name is Nox… Isn’t that a spell from that old book series, Harry Potter? If it’s not… Well, I’ll be surprised,” Aiden said frankly to the stranger before taking a long puff of his Cuban.
“Yeah, I’ll give Nox,” Aiden put extra emphasis on the name, “a call tomorrow after lunch. Which, I mean, if you’re not doing anything, I wouldn’t be opposed to the company… But if you’re using a VR simulation to talk to me, I can assume you’re nowhere near Suzdal.” He was only half serious with the offer. First off, he was sure this strange man would turn him down, secondly, he still didn’t really trust the man; but Aiden figured he could pry a little if the man actually did agree to go out for a bite to eat. He was already taking a risk in being so open with the man, what was one more to pile on top?
“I am doing research for my new trilogy. The first book is almost done; it’s about the gods from various world mythologies coming back to Earth amidst a global crisis. One of the Gods that have come back, in the story, is Baba Yaga. I was just doing some research on her origins… But then you interrupted me… And I think you’re forgetting that you already showed me something scarier… And, really, what could be more fanciful than a strange, handsome man wandering into my study?” Aiden winked at the man, again only half serious. He couldn’t really place how he felt about the stranger. He didn’t hate him. That was a good thing.
“Ah, crap, that really sucks… friend? Still don’t know your name, but you just told me your friend’s. Nox, was it? What kind of name is Nox… Isn’t that a spell from that old book series, Harry Potter? If it’s not… Well, I’ll be surprised,” Aiden said frankly to the stranger before taking a long puff of his Cuban.
“Yeah, I’ll give Nox,” Aiden put extra emphasis on the name, “a call tomorrow after lunch. Which, I mean, if you’re not doing anything, I wouldn’t be opposed to the company… But if you’re using a VR simulation to talk to me, I can assume you’re nowhere near Suzdal.” He was only half serious with the offer. First off, he was sure this strange man would turn him down, secondly, he still didn’t really trust the man; but Aiden figured he could pry a little if the man actually did agree to go out for a bite to eat. He was already taking a risk in being so open with the man, what was one more to pile on top?
“I am doing research for my new trilogy. The first book is almost done; it’s about the gods from various world mythologies coming back to Earth amidst a global crisis. One of the Gods that have come back, in the story, is Baba Yaga. I was just doing some research on her origins… But then you interrupted me… And I think you’re forgetting that you already showed me something scarier… And, really, what could be more fanciful than a strange, handsome man wandering into my study?” Aiden winked at the man, again only half serious. He couldn’t really place how he felt about the stranger. He didn’t hate him. That was a good thing.
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