Hm, I usually skate over to San Francisco, since it's the closest urban-like environment here that isn't just houses and standalone company buildings.
[ Lots of city area to explore. It's always been fun, but there seems to be a certain wistfulness in the way his expression carries itself, especially as Oria looks ahead beyond the pool. Needless to say, he misses doing that a lot.
He won't be able to, now that he'll be entering university very soon and after attending his father's funeral after being released from the hospital, the reality that sunk in only pressed its burden onto his shoulders more. The funeral was extremely small, only open to the immediate family. Of course, his father had a will. The entire family does. The business is currently in Oria's mother's possession, but the situation of acquiring the business is still the same. That's the way it's always been. That's what Oria always fought for, sunk his nails into the position that he's worked all life to obtain.
The thoughts make him breathe out shakily, but quiet. Of course, Sinclair would be able to hear it--he's right next to him. Oria's thoughts wander. It's never "what do I do now", but rather "when will I ever be done". ]
Cramped cities are the best to do it in, but I have to pick a good spot. Otherwise, I'd be running into people all the time.
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[ Lots of city area to explore. It's always been fun, but there seems to be a certain wistfulness in the way his expression carries itself, especially as Oria looks ahead beyond the pool. Needless to say, he misses doing that a lot.
He won't be able to, now that he'll be entering university very soon and after attending his father's funeral after being released from the hospital, the reality that sunk in only pressed its burden onto his shoulders more. The funeral was extremely small, only open to the immediate family. Of course, his father had a will. The entire family does. The business is currently in Oria's mother's possession, but the situation of acquiring the business is still the same. That's the way it's always been. That's what Oria always fought for, sunk his nails into the position that he's worked all life to obtain.
The thoughts make him breathe out shakily, but quiet. Of course, Sinclair would be able to hear it--he's right next to him. Oria's thoughts wander. It's never "what do I do now", but rather "when will I ever be done". ]
Cramped cities are the best to do it in, but I have to pick a good spot. Otherwise, I'd be running into people all the time.