New Players In The Pattern

[Sage]

Sage grinned Aiden as he pushed down his pants. He rolled his eyes a little and picked up their fallen clothes as he started for the door to his room. He didn't want to worry Aiden, but then what did he have to worry about, he didn't know Cruz or Nox. Sage shrugged. "I don't know what's going on." Sage threw the clothes in the lounge chair in his room and then turned around and grabbed his laptop. He wished he could use a whatever of air like Nox occasionally did to do the manual labor instead of walking, but he wasn't so naturally inclined it seemed. It sucked to be the only one who was mostly normal sometimes. "There's a lot of speculation coming from the abrupt ending to the gala, and the fleeing of people in mass hysteria. I could hack the feeds. I've done it before, but if I do, I might get caught and as much as I'd like to find out if Cruz and Nox are alright I can't. I just got my freedom back, I don't want to lose it now."

Hacking the Kremlin had been stupid the first time. His judgement impaired by the failing equipment. His pending death? That was his only explanation for breaking his own code. Sage grinned at Aiden. "They'll be home soon and hopefully Nox can help you get that under control." Sage licked his lips at the prospect. "But I'm sure he'll be a little too wasted tonight. So we have a movie to finish and we'll leave the door open and maybe we'll behave." Not that it had stopped them from having sex in the middle of the dojo. Sage wondered where else might be taboo in Dorian's house. He wondered if Ana and Christian nad lude moments or were they all hidden secrets all the time.