WIP Wednesday – Ravenous Virtue

As they returned to Vendeen’s quarters, Raven caught herself scanning all around her surroundings, evaluating the people that they passed as potential enemies.  She frowned.

“Daagiis?”

He shot her a quick glance over his shoulder.  Once more he was in the lead, with Vendeen between them.  “Yes?”

“Did you download a program before I woke up?  Something that makes me automatically protect Vendeen?”

The face-changer chuckled.  “Discovered yourself on guard, did you?  Yes, you do have a protector program in place.”

Vendeen snorted.  “And here I thought you were instantly in love with me.”

“Dream on, oh lord and master.”

Vendeen shot her his half-grin.  “Lord and master.  I like that.  Feel free to call me that anytime you wish.”

Raven rolled her eyes.  “Typical male.”

They entered a lift.  “My office,” Vendeen commanded.

“So you do more than fuck and fight?” Raven said.  “Nice to know you’re slightly above the beasts.”

“Fucking and fighting are all you’re required to do however,” Vendeen purred.  “So does that put you on the level of a beast?”

Jerk.  Raven had the urge to punch him a few more times.

They reached Vendeen’s workspace a few minutes later.  Two desks sat in the middle of the room facing each other.  Each one had a chair, which Vendeen and Daagiis immediately appropriated.   Raven frowned.  She did not want to kneel at Vendeen’s feet.  She settled for standing between the desks and the closed door, trying to look like hired muscle while she had a look around.  

The room was remarkably bare.  In fact, besides the desks and chairs, there was only one framed picture hanging on the middle of the buff-colored wall opposite Raven.  She squinted to see a picture of Vendeen, a scowl sitting on his face, standing next to an older man who beamed enough happiness for the two of them.  The man had the same bronze colored skin as Vendeen, but his long hair was silvery-white instead of her master’s golden shade.  Raven didn’t miss the stiff set of Vendeen’s shoulders in the photo despite the other man’s arm slung about it.

“Computer on,” both Vendeen and Daagiis chorused.  They gave each other amused looks.

Raven gaped as their desk surfaces suddenly illuminated.  Screens with start-up menus appeared, along with keyboards and commands.  “Wow,” she said, impressed.  “The whole desk surface is a computer screen?  Awesome.  When do I get one?”

“We don’t play solitaire here,” Daagiis teased.  “You won’t find Angry Birds on these computers.”

Releasing next week.