[ He's not so uncouth that he'd turn up his music so loud that he can't hear Dan Heng at all — nodding, Caelus hums assent to his friend's chiding. Yeah, yeah, he'll go to bed soon. Just one more attempt at scoring platinum in the current event! He swears! ]
I'll go to bed in a sec.
[ It's not the whir of the archive servers, or the soothing shimmer of the waves below, but Caelus's room, with Caelus in it, is a different kind of peaceful, calming environment. The room is dark, illuminated only by the glow of Caelus's phone at its darkest setting; there's only the sound of his breathing, the gently muted, rhythmic tapping of the pads of his fingers (occasionally his nail) against the screen of his phone. Beneath that, the Express's engine purrs, idle. Still further beneath that, if Dan Heng really hones his senses, he'll hear the rush of Caelus's blood, the pulsing beat of his heart. The low bass thrumming of the Stellaron, so quiet as to be imperceptible, in tune with his pulse.
At some point, Caelus heaves a slightly shuddering sigh like a sob, and wipes the back of his hand across his eyes.
A few more taps after that, and Caelus rests his phone atop its charger (not that their phones tend to run out of battery) and shuffles off his jacket and pants so that he's just in his shirt and boxers. He's tired too, after all that; he joins Dan Heng in the bed once he's undressed, though, thinking that the Vidyadhara probably likes his space, Caelus settles on his side with his back facing his friend, and takes an extra pillow (he sleeps with a lot of extra pillows) into his arms.
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I'll go to bed in a sec.
[ It's not the whir of the archive servers, or the soothing shimmer of the waves below, but Caelus's room, with Caelus in it, is a different kind of peaceful, calming environment. The room is dark, illuminated only by the glow of Caelus's phone at its darkest setting; there's only the sound of his breathing, the gently muted, rhythmic tapping of the pads of his fingers (occasionally his nail) against the screen of his phone. Beneath that, the Express's engine purrs, idle. Still further beneath that, if Dan Heng really hones his senses, he'll hear the rush of Caelus's blood, the pulsing beat of his heart. The low bass thrumming of the Stellaron, so quiet as to be imperceptible, in tune with his pulse.
At some point, Caelus heaves a slightly shuddering sigh like a sob, and wipes the back of his hand across his eyes.
A few more taps after that, and Caelus rests his phone atop its charger (not that their phones tend to run out of battery) and shuffles off his jacket and pants so that he's just in his shirt and boxers. He's tired too, after all that; he joins Dan Heng in the bed once he's undressed, though, thinking that the Vidyadhara probably likes his space, Caelus settles on his side with his back facing his friend, and takes an extra pillow (he sleeps with a lot of extra pillows) into his arms.
His breathing is slow and steady. ]