[locked] who it hurts is inconsequential when you get what you're looking for
It's 4 am. Do you know where your resident sketchy AoK is?
Kaden's walking along the student residential area of the university campus, actually, avoiding any drunk students that stumble across his path -- and there are plenty -- and looking for all the world like the overworked, underslept grad student. Which makes sense, because he is. Though he's doing so much better than he was a week or so ago; it's amazing what a little angry chat with one's father, a nice torture session with one's sister, and sleeping for two days straight can do to one's self control. And one's peace of mind. And one's ability to form sentences. Or maybe that's just Kaden.
Either way, he's making his way to Molly's sorority house, now, having just gotten off of work. Yes, at 4 am. Biosys doesn't give a shit what hours he works, as long as he puts in the requisite time, and he tends to cram as much of that into the weekends as he can manage. But he decided that since he hadn't paid her and her new Guardian a visit, and since they'd probably be asleep by now, he'd just wander on over there. It's not that far away from work; Lily will be fine.
Her sisters are used to him sneaking in late; the few watching TV in the room when he's let into the house just give him knowing nods and go back to their late night television or whatever. He makes his way silently up to her room, letting himself in. His stuff gets set in a pile by the door, and as he's waiting for his eyes to adjust, he lets his wings out. Might as well have the slight added strength bonus, if she's got a Guardian who might take offense to this.
Once he can at least see what he should and shouldn't be stepping on, he picks his way over to Molly's bed, sitting down softly on it next to her. Last time he tested it, she could go for 2 hours, 16 minutes, and 23 seconds without oxygen -- just over the typical angel time limit. But it's been about a year since they played that particular game. So he slips a hand over her nose and mouth, and settles in to wait.
Kaden's walking along the student residential area of the university campus, actually, avoiding any drunk students that stumble across his path -- and there are plenty -- and looking for all the world like the overworked, underslept grad student. Which makes sense, because he is. Though he's doing so much better than he was a week or so ago; it's amazing what a little angry chat with one's father, a nice torture session with one's sister, and sleeping for two days straight can do to one's self control. And one's peace of mind. And one's ability to form sentences. Or maybe that's just Kaden.
Either way, he's making his way to Molly's sorority house, now, having just gotten off of work. Yes, at 4 am. Biosys doesn't give a shit what hours he works, as long as he puts in the requisite time, and he tends to cram as much of that into the weekends as he can manage. But he decided that since he hadn't paid her and her new Guardian a visit, and since they'd probably be asleep by now, he'd just wander on over there. It's not that far away from work; Lily will be fine.
Her sisters are used to him sneaking in late; the few watching TV in the room when he's let into the house just give him knowing nods and go back to their late night television or whatever. He makes his way silently up to her room, letting himself in. His stuff gets set in a pile by the door, and as he's waiting for his eyes to adjust, he lets his wings out. Might as well have the slight added strength bonus, if she's got a Guardian who might take offense to this.
Once he can at least see what he should and shouldn't be stepping on, he picks his way over to Molly's bed, sitting down softly on it next to her. Last time he tested it, she could go for 2 hours, 16 minutes, and 23 seconds without oxygen -- just over the typical angel time limit. But it's been about a year since they played that particular game. So he slips a hand over her nose and mouth, and settles in to wait.