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[ Sinclair nods again, turning away sharply. If his long braid smacks Oria's arm along the way that's totally not purpose.

He doesn't know how to use long hair to his advantage after all.

Sinclair does want to be away from here so he takes the cart, makes a gesture for Oria and the girl to follow him and leads them out of the room. He's feeling all sorts of things right now and he doesn't like it at all.

Also Heathcliff looks like he's about to murder someone and he doesn't want to be here for that]

[ Heathcliff, please... no murder at the business party. Normally, Sinclair's reaction could just be a stern maid doing their job. No emotions. Professional attitude. Doing what they're told. It's all a part of their job.

But Oria saw that blatant harassment from Hindley, and oh, he really did not like seeing that. He's behind Sinclair, but he narrowed his eyes for a second over at Hindley's direction before moving along. ]

... Bora, you don't have to hold onto me so tightly. I'm not gonna drop you.

[ The girl, Bora, is around 160cm tall, but her vibes make her feel even smaller than that. She doesn't meet Oria's eyes, her gaze stuck downwards along with her red face.

He just sighs. ]

[The cart gets rolled out to another servant, who hastily whisks it away into the servant's quarters, and when Sinclair's sure his expression has fallen back into some sort of professional mask, he risks a glance backwards to gesture for Oria to follow him. The fact that the girl was clinging to Oria while in his arms does not faze him. It does not.

...it's probably weird he hasn't said a single word at all, and he panics for a moment. He doesn't think it's a problem if Oria recognises him or not (and maybe he wants Oria to recognise him), but the girl...uh. Uhh.

...well, for some reason his voice did seem higher outside of German and English so...]

...this way.

[He'll say it in perfectly accented French as he opens a door to a sitting room clearly belonging to the help staff. Thank you Michel for your encouragement...]

[ That French accent really throws him off, even though that long hair with the braid reminds him of when Sinclair was in a maid dress back when he had long hair in Fragment. That skirt was so short... and he had garters too. Man. Oria just reaffirms to himself that despite looking at someone else, he can only think of Sinclair.

Yeah, he really doesn't know that the maid is Sinclair at all, but his thoughts were strangely close. ]

Thanks for leading us here.

[ He tries to put Bora down on one of the seats, but she keeps clinging onto him. ]

... Hey. Bora, can you let go?

[ ...

She eventually lets go, but very slowly as she makes her way onto the seat. To Sinclair: ]

Please get me a bag of ice, pain relievers, and a roll of compression bandages.

[That worked...? Oh god that worked. He doesn't try smiling or anything. He just nods and swiftly enters the backrooms to get what Oria requested. He will not glare at anyone, he will not make anyone uncomfortable, he will not do a single thing out of place...

Luckily this is a proper maid's dress this time - long enough to brush his knees, a proper apron to cover the skirt and actual tights. No garter belts this time or he really would have died on the spot.

Another servant spots him and when "Amelia" explains what happened, she hands him the things, shooing Amelia off lest the head maid finds "her" and yells at her for slacking. Sinclair just nods, thinking...hopefully this is the last time he has to put on this outfit.

Sinclair comes back with Oria's requested items with a small bottle of water among the things on a tray.]

Here it is...is that all?

[Still speaking in French, and avoiding everyone's gaze by casting it to the ground. He will not get mad at a girl he's never even met before]

[ Oria speaks perfectly fluent French back at Sinclair to tell him that will be all and thanks for giving him the things. And... to stay away from Hindley next time. After that, Sinclair is free to go while Oria works on getting the sprain to manageable levels. Bora is definitely enjoying the attention and even Sinclair can see that she really, really likes Oria a lot from how she looks at him. ]

["Bora", huh...? Sinclair tries not to grimace when Oria warns him off from Hindley - that wouldn't be a problem honestly - and makes his escape, even if a part of him wants to linger to keep an eye on things. How does Oria not see how much that girl likes him?

Jealousy is an ugly feeling honestly...he doesn't like it. If he had room to do so, he'd curl up in a corner with his book and be done with his feelings...unfortunately that is no where near him.

Now to try and sneak around some rooms...he takes a trolley full of cleaning items to make it look like he's busy.

Downstairs, room on the end. Use the keycard all cleaners had access to and swipe in.

Hopefully things don't get out of hand at the party]

[ Oria eventually trades his position with Bora's older brother and leaves the place. He doesn't really want to go back to the party, honestly... so he decides to take a look around. Give himself a little tour. Yeah. This is much more exciting than hanging out with old people and exchanging "pleasantries" all day.

So he starts peeking into random rooms that are unlocked. Unfortunately, most are locked... so the one that's unlocked is the one where Sinclair went to.

Huh. Wonder whose room this is... he slips in and looks around. It stinks of cologne... ]

[ Sinclair had put the earpiece back in, switching the channels to a secure one belonging to Limbus Company, instead of the servant's one. Looking around the room, it was almost overdecorated with various hunting trophies lining the wall. Sinclair grimaces, but makes a beeline for the laptop. He's so busy trying to get Meursault to give him clear instructions on how to get into encrypted files using the usb drive that he doesn't notice Oria enter until it's almost too late. He freezes ]

Ah...

[He holds up a feather duster as if in defense]

[ ... ... ...

He feels like he walked into something he wasn't supposed to see. Oria frowns and asks in French: ]

"I don't think cleaning computer files is one of your cleaning tasks."

[ He's half-expecting a blade to protrude out of that feather duster. ]

[Sinclair just takes a step sideways away from the desk, wondering if he could close the distance and drag Oria in to explain everything. Not the worst person to walk in on him but]

"I was just...dusting it down..."

[...yeah, Oria definitely doesn't know it's him. He's not sure what to feel about that. There are no weapons on his person. He is a true defenceless maid...]

"...you're not with that girl anymore?"

[Meanwhile the instructions continue to go through his ear...completely useless because he can't focus at ALL]

"Her brother came to take my place."

[ Why does that matter, is what he's wondering right now but he takes some steps closer to the laptop. ]

"You use a compressed air spray for laptops, not... feather dusters."

[ Incredibly sus. ]

[Sinclair steps in front of it and just...gets into Oria's personal space. Nope, no looking at the laptop while Meursault was doing his weird hacking thing from a distance, since Meursault seems to have registered the fact that Sinclair isn't talking to him anymore.

Is he relieved that Bora's brother came to collect her? Maybe. Still...he's trying not to think of that and be annoyed. He has very important things to do right now]

"I-I didn't know that. Um. You really shouldn't be here though, and..."

[Can maids push people out of rooms? Then Sinclair covers his face, mentally screaming. Switching back to English]

Oria. It's me

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[ ... ... ... ]

[ HE KNOWS THAT VOICE!! ]

[ Wait, this means Hindley slapped his boyfriend's ass.

He's gonna kill him. ]

[ Anyway.

Oria looks at Sinclair up and down. Up and down. Is this how Sinclair felt when he saw Oria in disguise back in Kayser Corp? Maybe. He's a bit dumbfounded. ]

Emil...?

[ Wow. ]

No wonder I thought of you when you were wearing a maid skirt back in Fragment when I saw you. It's actually you.

[ I hope Meursault can hear this ]

Cute, by the way. 10 out of 10.

[Oh...Oria was thinking of him. That's ni---WAIT]

D-don't tell people about that where they can hear!!

[Earpiece !! Earpiece!!]

[ The teasing just gets Sinclair just this side grumpy this time though, instead of flustered. HIS FLIRTY BOYFRIEND...]

I guess Rodya should be happy her make up worked but--

[ Though really, it wasn't much. Just a bit of eye make up to emphasises the upward tilt of his eyes, mascara to make his eyelashes more doll like and a bit of blush and lipgloss to make his face softer...]

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[ aaah ]

...why are you in here?

[ don't tell him...]

"Where they can hear"?

[ Oria blinks, taking in Sinclair's expressions before reaching out to brush his hair to see his ear. There's the earpiece.

He's still being a flirt without meaning to be. ]

Oh. Can't you just turn this off?

[ lmao ]

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[ Sinclair stiffens a little, immediately flash backing back to before. He's so unimpressed right now]

Mr. Meursault needs to tell me when he's done--

[ " I was finished five minutes ago." Ah. That goes off immediately then and Sinclair goes back to the laptop to retrieve the USB drive]

[ Hm.

Oria looks at Sinclair do his thing and quietly breathes out. ]

I ended up here because I wanted to explore the place instead of going back to the party. I guess I should be returning, after all.

[ Kaleria is probably on the cusp of losing her mind while keeping herself together. What if Oria was kidnapped again?? Mama Bear mode never stops. ]

I'll see you later then.

[ He'd give a kiss, but that would probably ruin the makeup Sinclair has on, so he won't. Oria turns to leave. ]

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[ Guilt hits him for a moment. He stuffs the usb drive back in his skirt pockets and reaches over to grab Oria's hand]

...wait.

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