Aden is a dumbass. That's my only explanation.
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A Call for Help
Ves grumbled at the soft beeping sound and rolled over, shoving his face into his pillow. But it persisted, and inevitably he rolled back over, snatched the linkpearl off the bedside table and put it on. "What.“
"I need your help.â€
He was upright, out of bed and groping for his pants in the dark before he had time to utter the words, “Aden? What’s wrong?â€
A moment of silence followed, Ves’ heart seizing in his chest, and he heard wind in the background. Then, “…How do you flirt?â€
He fell back on the bed with a disgusted noise, pants still half-on. "What time is it?“
"Second bell.â€
“You realize I’m leaving for patrol in the morning?â€
“Then explain quickly.â€
Ves rubbed his hands over his face with another exasperated groan, suddenly exhausted. "Tell me why first.“
Aden explained. He kept his story short, concise, but Ves could feel the ire dripping from his voice, the intense frustration. As he finished Ves grabbed one of his pillows and threw it against the wall, wishing he had Aden’s head in the way instead. "That’s a horrible reason!â€
“I don’t care.†And from his tone Ves knew he would brook no argument.
“I can’t explain this over linkpearl.â€
“Try.â€
Ves growled softly. "You’re going to be terrible at it.“ Only the soft static of wind replied, and after a long moment of that Ves took a deep breath, said, "Just… don’t act the way you act with new people. Act the way you do when they’ve known you for a moon.â€
Again only distant wind met him, and he ventured, “Aden?â€
“I’ll try. Thanks. Be safe on patrol.â€
The link cut off, and Ves sighed, driving his head back against the bed in frustration.
A Call for Help
Ves grumbled at the soft beeping sound and rolled over, shoving his face into his pillow. But it persisted, and inevitably he rolled back over, snatched the linkpearl off the bedside table and put it on. "What.“
"I need your help.â€
He was upright, out of bed and groping for his pants in the dark before he had time to utter the words, “Aden? What’s wrong?â€
A moment of silence followed, Ves’ heart seizing in his chest, and he heard wind in the background. Then, “…How do you flirt?â€
He fell back on the bed with a disgusted noise, pants still half-on. "What time is it?“
"Second bell.â€
“You realize I’m leaving for patrol in the morning?â€
“Then explain quickly.â€
Ves rubbed his hands over his face with another exasperated groan, suddenly exhausted. "Tell me why first.“
Aden explained. He kept his story short, concise, but Ves could feel the ire dripping from his voice, the intense frustration. As he finished Ves grabbed one of his pillows and threw it against the wall, wishing he had Aden’s head in the way instead. "That’s a horrible reason!â€
“I don’t care.†And from his tone Ves knew he would brook no argument.
“I can’t explain this over linkpearl.â€
“Try.â€
Ves growled softly. "You’re going to be terrible at it.“ Only the soft static of wind replied, and after a long moment of that Ves took a deep breath, said, "Just… don’t act the way you act with new people. Act the way you do when they’ve known you for a moon.â€
Again only distant wind met him, and he ventured, “Aden?â€
“I’ll try. Thanks. Be safe on patrol.â€
The link cut off, and Ves sighed, driving his head back against the bed in frustration.
