CICONIA: WHEN THEY CRY

[insinning]

It's a holy night. Silent night.

All is calm.

Everything is b r i g h t.

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[insinning]

Wha--of course not.

[ This is Sinclair though...looks at how all of Oria's flirting keeps going over his head]

Why would they want to?

[ He's seen people try to flirt around the gauntlet knights. And movies. And at Oria.]

[dissimulative]

Beeecaaaaause! You're cute.

[ Oria doesn't like cute people nor things, but he makes an exception for Sinclair. He's always an exception. Always. Always always always— ]

A shame if they don't see it. You're the best.

[insinning]

You always say that.

[ It's because he knows Oria doesn't like cute things that he doesn't take that comment to heart. At least, that's what he mentally tells himself as he fights another blush. Stupid traitorous heart. Stupid traitorous cheeks.]

I-I wouldn't know what to do with that attention anyway. So that's fine. I've got you.

[ And there are probably stories among the knights about how crazy it gets when hormones go wild...aaaah]

[dissimulative]

[ There sure are! It's nice that Sinclair says that, even though Oria knows it's platonic.

He quiets his voice. ]

Did you know? Someone was making out in the hall in the little pocket of space next to the janitor's closet.

[insinning]

Eh? There?

[ Scandalised...]

But anyone can walk by...

[dissimulative]

Yeah!

[ He talks in a pseudo whisper, mimicking gossiping housewives that are usually on older films, the era of B3W. ]

That's how people know.

[insinning]

[ Oria gets a poke to the cheek for that. Quit it, sir]

I guess I haven't been paying attention to those sorts of rumours at all.

[dissimulative]

[ Nyo.

Despite the cheek poke, he doesn't stop. ]

Yeah? The AOU GK chat room was exploding about it before Gunhild told us to knock it off.

[insinning]

That sounds like her.

[ Gossiping about make outs, dating and such...Sinclair would be lying if he said he wasn't a tiny bit curious but]

She's really nice like that, huh? The people who got caught were probably already embarrassed to begin with.

[dissimulative]

But the thing is... we don't know who they are.

[ Oria has the expression as if he's telling a scary story. ]

[insinning]

Do you really think anyone would fess up to that now?

[ Oria please]

[dissimulative]

Hell no.

[ Oria laughs. ]

I just find it weird that someone was in the military building guarded by security at the only two exits that exists here, making out in a not so inconspicuous area, and no one knows who they were.

[insinning]

[Well, when Oria puts it like that]

That is pretty weird, yeah. Maybe someone does know but wants to protect their friend.

[dissimulative]

It's so sus.

[ We're not going to talk about among us slang. ]

But okaaaay, I'll let it go. I wanna get out of here as soon as possible. It's so boring here.

[insinning]

I think everyone had more fun pointing fingers at whoever they think is dating.

[Sinclair laughs, and pats Oria's hand]

I know. Hospitals suck.

[dissimulative]

[ He quietly huffs. ]

They really do. I never wanna get sick again!

[ Says the person who rarely gets sick. ]

[insinning]

[Is this the first time Oria has been bedridden for this long?]

I know. I'm glad I got permission to visit this time...does your selcom have to stay offline?

[dissimulative]

It would be better if it does for less mental stress or whatever. It's more of a personal choice, though.

[ Peaceful. Quiet. ]

Though I'll probably have to turn it back on when I tell them about a possible hacker fucking things up.

[insinning]

I think I understand. [Sinclair had to block a lot of things to keep his head together. But that does remind him...he digs through his bag and pulls out a blocky device]

Umm, one of the researchers gave this to me when I was...[locked up??] with them. It's apparently an old school version of tetrio that's handheld. He said it was good to disconnect sometimes.

[dissimulative]

A handheld device?!

[ He takes it when offered and looks at it with wonder. ]

Oh my god, this is like... an ancient artifact, except not as fragile... I think?

[ He looks at Sinclair as if to confirm those claims. ]

[insinning]

Right? I was so scared when he gave it to me, but apparently he just picks up scraps and fixes them for fun...

[Anyway, since Oria is bedridden, he can have it!]

A lot of people aren't interested because they like their selcoms and wanyadora more.

[dissimulative]

That's true... beating wanyadora's popularity is a tough feat.

[ Sorry, he cannot make tetris/io trendy again. He looks back at the handheld with a newfound appreciation. ]

Thanks, Emil. I think my stay will be a lot more bearable now.

[ Hehe... ]

1/2

[insinning]

I'm glad. [ Sinclair beams. Ehehe]

I'll see if there are other handhelds he's happy to share if you want more.

2/2

[insinning]

[ He's about to settle in a little more when a nurse abruptly comes over, wheeling over a cart of questionable food

"Visiting time is over. Please leave so our patients can rest." ]

H-huh? Already?

[ Yes so get out, the nurse seems to say with her eyes as she stares him down. ]

1/2

[dissimulative]

[ When Sinclair looks over at the nurses, Oria' head does too. The blue eyes seem colder and almost glowing for a moment as he narrows them at the nurse. Spooky.

It's what the military staff are scared of seeing again. ]