dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

[ Damn. This drama. Maids don't hit anyone, Sinclair. Please. Oria is popcorning this while knowing Sinclair can take care of himself especially with a coworker with him. Not like he'd need the help with how Hindley is knocked out in one go. Atta boy.

Bora tugs on his sleeve.

"Oria, can you please look at me?"

Oria doesn't turn around to look at her. ]

[Sinclair is certainly frazzled and when voices come near the garden he begins pushing Heathcliff away]

Go--I'll cover for you.

[He hisses quietly, and Heathcliff makes his escape in time for the missing woman of the day to make an appearance - Cathy and her very rich fiance.

She obviously doesn't take well to seeing her brother on the ground, alone with a maid and goes ballistic.

"What have you done?! My dear, sweet brother! You--"

Sinclair just keeps his head bowed low and his apologies spilling out in French.

Someone send him home please--

When he finally has room to leave, he glances up to see Oria and Bora together.

HM.]

[ Well, that's that. He's a little tempted to back Sinclair by yelling from where he stands, but he won't do that. Mostly because Oria would probably get in trouble.

"Are you into maids?"

...

"It looks like you're so smitten with that one."

Oria finally turns around, but it's not to look at her. He walks past her and back into the ballroom. ]

[ Sinclair thinks he's never been so happy to be fired in his life. He makes his way back to the servant quarters, oddly chipper despite Doom awaiting him but

This is why they normally use the Before Team for recon.

Maybe they won't have to do this again.

(Doubt)]

[ Perhaps it's a good thing that Sinclair got fired aside from dealing with More Rich People Things, but from how Bora seemed to be extremely clingy on Oria. Her older brother tried to pry her off Oria when he could, but she's really... clingy... much to Oria's dismay. After receiving the text from Sinclair, Oria just shoots him a "lol" before finishing up whatever business he has left here.

He feels more exhausted than usual when he returns home and the first thing he does he chuck the suit blazer onto the coat rack. The maid will pick it up for laundry later, probably. His hair is still the way it is, slicked back, and he spends some time in the living room, because of the paperwork they received. They'll have to fund at least one of these, because the technology seems promising. However, Oria doesn't think the workers do. It's also irritating to be constantly told that he's too young to do anything. It's not the first time he's been looked down on due to age, but it's even more prominent since Arvel passed. It's also the sentiment that comes from how the Severines must be easy pickings right now, because they thought Arvel did everything. Kaleria and Oria would make them regret those words.

So, he's not in a good mood when he comes back. It's time to start working again, since he had long enough of a break already. After spending a few hours in the living room to finish up his workload post-party, he drags himself into his own room to get freshened up and goes to find Sinclair, wherever he may be on the property. ]

[ Sinclair is finally back in his normal clothes and feels relieved. No more short skirts or maid skirts. He had managed to get most of the make up off his face but the lip gloss was extra stubborn... he'll deal with it later. It's just traces of it now. He can pass it off as lip balm, probably.

Oria will Sinclair outside, reading but not That book. He probably spent a lot of time with Mike too, but birds should rest...unless Mike has decided to follow him because Sinclair is a sucker for animals and they know it and they always get treats]

[ Mike is currently preening into Sinclair's hair as if it's a nest. Oria eventually finds Sinclair outside and stands behind him, sneaking up and covering his eyes with his hands. ]

Guess who~?

[Sinclair laughs turning to try and shake Oria's hands off without dislodging Mike]

Oria--you're finally free?

Yup! Here I am!

[ Oria withdraws his hands and goes to sit next to Sinclair on the bench. It's a nice place to read here. ]

I see Mike has gotten attached to you.

[ Mike just sits in Sinclair's hair all =w= ]

He knows I'll give him treats.

[ When Oria sits down Sinclair sets his book down and reaches over to push over a cup of creamy herbal tea. It's apparent it was made recently]

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[ Oria takes the cup of tea. This one again... This tea alone will probably have him get used to herbal things. Nevertheless, he drinks it and lets it warm his body. Relaxing, too. ]

Don't overfeed him.

[ "Hungry." Mike says oh, so very calmly. You'd expect a parrot to normally squawk, but here is Mike, calmly saying that he's hungry. ]

Anyway, what are you reading?

[ get used to the taste of chamomile Oria. At least it has a hint of cinnamon, honey and milk]

Don't worry. Mike isn't that convincing.

[ Bird gets scritches.]

I'm reading "The Song of Achilles"... it's really good, since the author spent ten years writing it.

[ Oof.............. ]

I wonder why it took ten years. At least he finished it eventually.

[ unlike me ]

She wanted to do a lot of research and make sure she was doing something different with Greek mythology.

[ Also probably a perfectionist]

Well, is it different than the usual Greek mythology-based story?

[ Oria thinks everything has been done under the sun at some point, whether it was published or not.

He sips his tea. ]

It is. [ Sinclair beams, excited despite himself] We wouldn't get these stories from Patroclus' perspective normally.

[ But despite how good the book is, Sinclair bookmarks it and puts it away. Oria time.]

Oh, the boyfriend's perspective?

[ That's how Oria remembers him as.... yeah.........

The sun is setting. The business meeting felt forever, but it was only a few hours in the day. ]

Mm. That one.

[ Sinclair presses up against Oria with a tiny huff]

Long day?

[ It's amazing to think that all happened in the afternoon. Sinclair is exhausted]

Yeah... I had to do some paperwork after the party too, so I'm beat.

[ It wasn't as big of pile of papers as it usually is for Oria to get tired, but the party wore him out. He leans on Sinclair's side, resting his head on his shoulder. ]

[ Sinclair makes sympathetic noises, squeezing Oria's hand. He'd pet his hair but...gel. He presses a kiss to his temple instead]

...it did feel like I was wading through shark infested waters at the party.

[Not just Hindley lol]

Par for the course. Sucks that you had to experience it while being a servant.

[ Unfortunately. Oria just limps against Sinclair now. Exhausted!! ]

[ Sinclair snuggles into Oria's side, taking his hand to give him a hand massage. There there]

The other servants were nice at least...I hope they didn't have too much trouble with that guy after I got fired.

He was out cold, so... honestly? I didn't care enough to stick around. If he was gonna drink his sorrows away, he could do that on his own time at a pub or something.

[ It was weird trying to be consoled by empty words when he looked like he had it together compared to that guy. Rude, tbh. ]

True. [ He sighs a little, leaning into Oria in turn] Maybe I should have hit him harder...

I think you should have.

[ So that Hindley could have gotten wasted on both fronts. ]

He's the one blabbering about maids being whores when he's the one being a manslut.

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