dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

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I do need to go--

[Please let him live]

[ Oria covers the rest of the trip to the bathroom, to the northwest corner. It's a room-stall with a single toilet. Very clean. The lights come on and all that and after dropping off Sinclair on the closed toilet seat, Oria walks out, closing the door behind him. Sinclair can try walking back on his own if he wants, but Oria will be there... around... somewhere... in case if he can't. ]

[He'll take care of his business and wash up, hanging onto the wall to wobble to the other side to at least brush his teeth. He can manage this much!!!]

[ He doesn't want to hear that from someone with wobbly legs! While Sinclair was in that room, Oria opted to wash up too. By the time Sinclair comes out, Oria is already back in the room. He's been changing the sheets and blanket by the time Sinclair returns.

There. Everything should be fresh now. ]

[Sinclair walks across the room, mostly steady despite the weird sense of vertigo and manages to sit back down on the bed before he falls over. Clean!! Fresh!!]

Should we watch something?

[ Hmmmmm. ]

I can bring a DVD player up here or we can watch a movie in the living room. Oooor, we can go to the basement where the home theater is.

[ It's surrounded with soundproofed walls so that people can peacefully enjoy a movie while others play bowling right next to them. It's that kind of house. ]

Mmm, I don't mind going down to the basement...

[He's been in this room all day. Release him]

Want me to carry you?

[ Oria already has a movie in mind that they can watch, but isn't sure because it sure involves Christmas. ~~it's home alone 1~~ ]

...if I fall over you can pick me up.

[He wont get healthier if he stays still all day!! He'll hold Oria's hand though ~~oria pls~~]

[ Look... he's worried because there are two sets of stairs that Sinclair has to go through (his bedroom is on the second floor). ]

Good enough.

[ Oria bounces off the bed and holds out his hand to Sinclair. ]

What movie do you wanna watch? Anything in mind? I can probably get pay-per-view or something.

Nothing in particular. Maybe an action film? No horror.

[ Sinclair is very firm on the latter as he takes Oria's hand and leans into him. Baby steps...!]

[ Oria keeps to Sinclair's pace as he walks alongside him over to the basement. Past the bowling alley, there's the home theater room. Cozy with lots of pillows and cushions.

He thinks about the list. Rush Hour? Kung Fu Panda? Spy Kids?? He remembers seeing Agent Cody Banks a while ago, which is. Well. ]

Here. I have a list.

[ He shows Sinclair his phone screen which has a ton of action movies on its list with a short synopsis and movie poster right next to it. ]

[Oh. Sinclair peers at the list as he hugs a pillow to himself]

Maybe the Matrix...?

[ Can't beat the classics]

Alright. I'll go put that movie in then!

[ After guiding Sinclair to the seats, Oria gets up to load the movie into the player to project it onto the screen. ]

I don't think I watched this in soooo long.

Same here.

[ Sinclair sits down, waits for Oria to finish setting up before cuddling up next to him]

It's definitely been awhile.

Yup.

[ He wouldn't really call this a date movie, but it's something they both seem to be okay with, so there. The movie plays and Oria makes himself comfortable with Sinclair cuddling up to him. ]

If you want water or anything, lemme know.

Sure.

[Sinclair nods, just content to lay there and watch. It's something they can take in while watching]

[ He watches the screen while cuddling with Sinclair. It's nice to have moments like this. It's peaceful despite the action movie in the theater room. The sound of gunfire is just like firecrackers. Nothing to worry about. He shoots those all the time. The fantastical world of the Matrix makes him think back on their Fragment days.

The Matrix was created as a simulated reality by intelligent machines in order to control and subdue the human population. The machines needed to harness the energy produced by humans, who had been subdued and kept docile within the Matrix. It feels a little backwards from what Sinclair deals with his workplace too. It's a little daunting that something as so removed from reality such as this science fiction movie can actually feel relatable to him now.

He keeps his expression at bay as he keeps watching. ]

I think I'd always pick the red pill.

[ The red pill would enable the main character to understand what was actually occurring outside the illusion created by the Matrix. The blue pill would allow him to return to experiencing only that illusion. There is no way Oria would be happy to be living in an illusion. That was the whole point of how Cubia snagged the others. He remembers. ]

Yeah. I think so too.

[He thinks he can understand why people would want to live in an illusion; it's just not something he could ever be truly happy with]

It's hard imagining being content with the blue one...

That's only if your eyes are opened to it being an illusion, right?

[ Humans value authenticity. Of course they would value the red one--they'd even boast about such a thing. Oria doesn't think it's wrong to take the blue one, as long as it doesn't harm anybody else. The Cubia situation vastly differed from that, taking away their choices. People also affect someone else, which causes a chain reaction in that affecting more people as it branches out.

Oria sometimes has so many thoughts when it seems like he has none. Of course, that's the entire gimmick to let the people let their guard down. ]

But I'd only take the red one because I want to take responsibility for my own screw ups--not something that was predetermined for me.

[ When Sinclair thinks about how much Fragment erased his memories, he gets a little mad again. It sucked that nothing he did could protect him from that. But he also understands why illusions are important sometimes. He had lived in one of his family's making after all; gentle and warm...

Sinclair nods, snuggling a little closer]

There'd always be that sense of 'what if' for me...I rather make my choices knowing what's happening than being blind.

You should always make informed choices.

[ Because that's often the only agency the person gets to have, is what he doesn't say. He looks at the screen. ]

When you talked about dodging bullets, I was specifically thinking of this scene.

Edited 2024-01-13 02:57 (UTC)

Dodging...? Oh, that--

[Sinclair laughs watching the bullets fly in slow motion]

I almost forgot...

[ Oria laughs. ]

There's no way I can do that, by the way. I'm also not that flexible for limbo like that...

[Sinclair grins, leaning up to kiss Oria's cheek]

Mmm. Probably no one can. Too bad.

[He shouldn't laugh. His throat still hurts]

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