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[When both men are on the ground, knee caps busted and wrists broken - Sinclair hit hard enough to make them want to throw up, but not dead yet - Sinclair picks up the phone, feeling a little frazzled]

...um. Could you send an ambulance my way to pick these kidnappers up? I feel kinda bad now...

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Oria starts laughing when he hears that from Sinclair. ]

Emil. You're so great. I love you. Don't worry about the cleanup. I'll have that under control. I'll be there soon!

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[Don't laugh, he's genuinely concerned!!! Sinclair flusters even more]

Um. Aaah...sure? I'll wait for you out front.

[This abandoned warehouse was a little creepy. Sinclair takes a moment to tie the men to a pole before he collects his things - ah, he lost all his groceries and that new book he was waiting for back in that area - and gets out of the warehouse, huffing as he pushes the doors open. Where?? Was he??]

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[ Sinclair will find himself at a pier. The smell of the ocean is pretty strong once he opens the door. This is where they unload their cargo and stuff from ships.

Soon enough, a car pulls up and the driver's window rolls down. ]

Yo. Get in!

[ Oria drove here. It's not that bad. Promise. ]

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[Sinclair brightens when he sees Oria roll up and jumps into the passenger seat. He hopes Oria didn't speed here]

You found me pretty quickly.

[Meanwhile Sinclair is just confused that they managed to get all of this set up but couldn't figure out a proper ransom, whatever that should look like]</small.

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Oh, that's because this pier is technically my family's. We own a bunch of shit in the area.

[ lmao.

Oria laughs, because, yeah. They definitely didn't do their research. Anyway, he'll be driving smoothly out of there. ]

You look alright. Did they touch you? They were definitely newbies, but still.

[ It's also because kidnapping happens way too often and they usually have a backup plan for these kinds of things.

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For most things. The incident with Kromer and his dad's death couldn't be helped. It's what he tells himself. ]

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Mm...[Sinclair rubs his wrists. They're a little sore from having to undo the ropes himself, but] I don't think so? Aside from grabbing me with chloroform early on...

[Sinclair wrinkles his nose as he settles back into his seat. His head still hurts...]

But I'm okay. I just wasn't expecting to be kidnapped.

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... Yeah.

[ Though they should have expected this sort of thing too. Oria just didn't think it would have been so soon. ]

I'm assuming you don't want a bodyguard when you go out now, huh.

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[ Innocently ]

Oh, do you think I need one?

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Honestly, no.

[ He really doesn't. Despite how relaxed(?) he sounded over the phone, he really didn't like the idea of Sinclair being kidnapped. The recent incident still stings. Perhaps they were lucky that these kidnappers were absolute goons, but he's not sure what's too much or too little. He thinks he's been struggling with it in Fragment too. Sinclair proved himself to be capable of taking care of himself countless of times.

Again, recent happenings really curb all that. If anything, the incident should have put him out of commission mentally for a very long time. This is what Oria does, and how he handles things. He can't let his guard down, but he doesn't want to seem so uncaring or too protective. ]

But it could probably save you the trouble of all this in the future.

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[ He wants to reach out and take Oria's hand to reassure them both. Part of his calm when waking up was realising that these kidnappers had no idea what they were doing. It could have been worse.]

Mm... I know. But you're also right - I don't really want a bodyguard. It'll be difficult for me later, with work anyway.

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I know. If I were to assign you one, it would just be temporary until you return to Seattle or wherever your next assignment is. How's that going, by the way?

[ They can talk about things. Maybe Sinclair does too. Oria feels like it's just been his own focus nowadays and he hasn't liked that. ]

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Mmm... they've got some lead on Sarabi's partners. But we've got two weeks before they call me back.

[ He doesn't want to go back yet and the thought gives him a pang.]

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Two weeks, huh? That's two weeks longer than I thought it'd be.

[ Oria smiles a little. He's keeping his eyes on the road so there is no need to worry. Smooth sailing. ]

The house will get busy soon too...

[ Another wistful sigh. When can he just live in peace with Sinclair... the prospect feels so far away. ]

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Mm. It feels too soon though.

[Sinclair sighs a little as he watches the scenery move away from the port. He wants...a quiet life. He realises that now. Maybe with some travel, visiting different countries and places but...]

What's going to happen at your place?

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Family stuff, business stuff... the works.

[ Considering how Iria and Kaleria were barely home nowadays, that's a sure sign. ]

They still want me to take time off to recover.

[ He's fine physically, but mentally? Oria genuinely thinks he's fine, but this is also the kind of guy who lies at doctors on mental wellness examinations. ]

I'm fine though.

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You should listen to them. Even if you feel fine...it can catch up with you if you go too hard too early.

[Sinclair frowns a little, digging through his bag. Ah, his snacks made it even if the other things got dropped...what a waste. He undoes a wrapper of a lollypop and holds it up to Oria's mouth. Sugar boost :T]

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[ Nom. Oria takes the candy into his mouth, rolling it from one side of the mouth to the other with his tongue with his mouth closed. Tasty. ]

I don't go hard at all! Hell, I barely even go in the first place. I feel so restless if there's nothing to keep me busy...

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[Sinclair takes one for himself - strawberry - and shoves it in his own mouth. He still feels like he can taste the chloroform...]

You're enrolled in full time university courses and managing business activities. That's way more than most people can handle. [Oria please. Sinclair leans back into the seat to get comfortable] If you really need to keep busy though...[Hmm]

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About that... I think I might have to take online courses from how busy I'll be. They're finally opening hybrid classes too, so I won't have to be on campus that much.

[ Even the normal university life is robbed from him. Surely, Oria was looking forward to it if it was something inevitable in the first place. The lollipop inside Oria's mouth snaps in two with a sharp crunch.

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[Sinclair studies Oria, his brow furrowing a little]

...even if it might be more convenient, isn't it better to be in person anyway?

[To meet people, to learn better (not that Oria needed it), to remind yourself of how different the world was outside...

Honestly, a part of Sinclair was deeply envious of Deto, Nanase and Oria for that one reason. He had wanted to go too. He doesn't want to see Oria miss out.]

I bet you already calculated how many lectures and classes you can miss before you get pulled up on attendance.

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[ Oria laughs a little. Did he though? Honestly, he thought about it—doing the exact thing that Sinclair mentioned. But he knows there's value in attending classes, exactly for the reason that Sinclair is thinking.

However. ]

I'd go if I had time. The odds are, I'll be watching something prerecorded and going through the class when I can. It won't match typical class schedules.

[ Oria was jealous of Deto for the normalcy his life led before Fragment. Everyone has their hardships, but when the biggest current worry is something completely mundane, that's something to be thankful for. Even Michel pointed it out: people making a purposeful attempt on your life at least twice a year isn't normal, but it's normal for Oria.

He wished it wasn't his normal, but wishes are merely just that—wishful thinking that never comes true in reality. ]

But it's fine. Academics aren't worth much to me anyway.

[ It was never about that. It was about the experience, the mundane, the common memories and perspectives, the—

Ever since he's seen an abnormality and had the various encounters, he feels that his mental stability has been absolutely rattled as if it forcibly unlocked something that was meant to be kept closed. It's gotten harder lately. ]

But I've been worried about you, Emil.

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I know. But, when you're at university you can meet people and--

[He cuts himself off. They both knew what Oria would be missing out on if he stopped going properly. Sinclair wouldn't have the chance for that life, as temporary as it was. But Oria could. And he desperately wants that for Oria, knowing what Oria has seen, and the things he's been forced to do. He fidgets a little with his bag] ...I think it'd be good if you could keep doing that. It seems helpful for people to have those experiences.

[He glances back out the window at the second part of that conversation]

...ah, you're worried about me?

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[ Oria knows what he would be missing out on. It's not like he wants to, but did he ever have a choice in the matter? He momentarily grips the steering wheel harder than he's supposed to, but relaxes once he gets to traffic on the highway. He clicks his tongue in annoyance and lets go of the steering wheel. The cars are moving a meter a minute. ]

Yeah, I am. You've been wanting revenge against Kromer for so long, and now that you've finally gotten it, I was worried if you felt empty.

[ That's how most vengeance goes, which was why Oria was worried about the revenge plot, because if Sinclair and Mithrun died for it while feeling empty, Oria wouldn't have wanted that for them.

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[ Sinclair is quiet for a moment, his thoughts tangled up together. He wants Oria to fight for it, a brief reprieve with a normal life... but that was just hypocrisy coming from him, all things considered. He takes the lollipop out of his mouth, frowning]

I... wanted revenge, but I wasn't living for it. Not since...well, I figured things out. With you, Michel...[ He looks the river of cars before them. Prior to Fragment, he had spent most of that time running. ]

Honestly... I'm still scared. Even though I saw her die,.I can't shake the sense that when I return to Seattle, she'll be there to haunt me all over again. That the idea I'm actually free of her is just an illusion. Crazy, right?