"...mes? Are you napping? James?! Oi! Skinny lad!" Lind snapped his eyes open and looked around as a voice that sounded familiar echoed in his ears. His mind was a bit jumbled but he remembered a Talent sphere merging with him before he woke up.
He thought the spirit might have taken him somewhere to recover but instead he froze as his vision finally came into focus.
The dark beige fabric pinned with various communication links and reference documents slowly came back to him. The crappy little black box that had been the bane of his existence most days was just barely quiet compared to the banshee wail it was capable of at random times.
The monitor was currently on a screen saver with a scenic view of islands he would never visit but was just a taunt to any office drone as that was what he was.
