09-05-2018, 12:30 AM
A strange man walked in, fairy fire floating over his palm; the man swore an oath and asked after Sage before retreating from the room without waiting for a response. He was attractive, but his mood was not. Aiden waited until he thought the other man was out of earshot, then looking back to Sage, he eyebrow cocked at him.
“That’s Nox?” Aiden asked with wide eyes and a bewildered expression. The man looked no older than 20, at least 10 years Aiden’s junior; although he couldn’t be sure until he asked. Sage didn’t seem to be much older either… Even Aiden didn’t look much older than 22, at most, and he hadn’t even had any work done. So why was he even judging? With the way Sage carried on, and the hope Aiden had started placing in the mysterious man known as Nox… Well, Aiden just thought Nox would’ve been older; not that it made a difference in the end.
Banishing the thought, Aiden furrowed a brow at the closed door, “Did we do something,” Aiden stopped mid-sentence and then a brilliant expression dawned on his face, “Hey, wait a second! Wait just a minute! Did I just do the thing I think I just did!?”
Aiden was simply beaming at Sage, almost bubbling over with childlike glee. The fairy fire sparked overhead and fanned out into a blazing halo, giving Aiden and his near-to-nakedness an almost Boticelli-like quality. His arms reached out again to grasp the fire-guitar, but it wouldn’t come. His happiness fleeing as he tried again and again to conjure the thing, but it just wouldn’t come.
The halo overhead winked out and Aiden’s brow furrowed once more.
“But how did I do it?” he asked, sounding truly disappointed.
“That’s Nox?” Aiden asked with wide eyes and a bewildered expression. The man looked no older than 20, at least 10 years Aiden’s junior; although he couldn’t be sure until he asked. Sage didn’t seem to be much older either… Even Aiden didn’t look much older than 22, at most, and he hadn’t even had any work done. So why was he even judging? With the way Sage carried on, and the hope Aiden had started placing in the mysterious man known as Nox… Well, Aiden just thought Nox would’ve been older; not that it made a difference in the end.
Banishing the thought, Aiden furrowed a brow at the closed door, “Did we do something,” Aiden stopped mid-sentence and then a brilliant expression dawned on his face, “Hey, wait a second! Wait just a minute! Did I just do the thing I think I just did!?”
Aiden was simply beaming at Sage, almost bubbling over with childlike glee. The fairy fire sparked overhead and fanned out into a blazing halo, giving Aiden and his near-to-nakedness an almost Boticelli-like quality. His arms reached out again to grasp the fire-guitar, but it wouldn’t come. His happiness fleeing as he tried again and again to conjure the thing, but it just wouldn’t come.
The halo overhead winked out and Aiden’s brow furrowed once more.
“But how did I do it?” he asked, sounding truly disappointed.
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