Daehyun couldn’t decide if finding
A.DEN had been hard or not, since he had never resorted to a hacker before.
However, the cambion was proud to have managed to find the other’s address
instead of only the contact that would serve to make his request, and he could
thank his investigative journalism classes for that, beside his own mind. You
see, the mission he had for the hacker was considerably delicate and could not
simply be sent through binary codes and got done with. No, there needed to be a
face to face talk and maybe even a chair and a cup of water with sugar for the
other to take all the information in.
This experience actually contained a
lot of firsts for Daehyun. First time using a hacker, telling a human about the
existence of supernaturality and, last but not least, letting another person
know about his father’s existence.
Concerning A.DEN’s professionality
level, the cambion had not heard less than great words and compliments, so he
was actually excited to try and use the person’s knowledge. Who knew, maybe the
nameless old man who he’d been told to be his father would actually be hidden
behind a screen; at this point, Daehyun was accepting any kind of beliefs regarding
Walking down the hacker’s street, the
cambion was too busy looking for the building which number was written down on
his phone to notice a cyclist – or rather, a cyclist wannabe – approach him
with a crazy speed and no sense of what breaks were for, apparentely. The only
thing that made him conscious of the danger was the «Careful, move away!» shout
he didn’t even know where came from at first, and then, suddenly, a blast of air
was making him lose balance and the bicycle was passing intches away from
touching him, so close he actually felt static electricity between his hand and
the metal. Hand which pulled away immediately and made him stagger even more,
until gravity won over and Daehyun was sprawled on the floor, his arm having
scraped on an entry’s step which ripped skin and left him bleeding.
“Aiiiish!”, he turned the way the
other had gone to, but there was no sign of him already. Had the cambion been
seriously almost run over by a bicycle? That was ridiculous; it was lucky that
today he was in a good mood or otherwise that incident would have had bad
consequences and it wasn’t for him.
He stood up quickly, eyes setting
immediately on the number of the building he was looking for. What a
coincidence, the cambion had fallen right on A.DEN’s doorsteps. That could be
seen as a good thing already, right?
look at his bleeding arm told him he wouldn’t want to look at it anymore, so
Daehyun climbed the steps and pressed the call button he already knew to be the
hacker’s. A deep breath left his lips and he had to lick them as the force of
habit was stronger than his wish to not dry them out. This was it, he was about
to take another change. If luck was in side, soon his father would have nowhere