Week 4; Sunday; Barnham

[alcobrawlic]

[ What a weekend. From trying to figure out who'd killed Barnham's roommate and... that weird circus guy, to having her roommate volunteer himself as a culprit, even if he hadn't killed either one of them, and coming back to an empty room after some odd weeks of walking in to Winston's barking and Whiskey Hour with Will, or Ezio's overly flirtatious attempts...

Sara doesn't really consider herself to be the sentimental type, and it's not as though she feels like crying or screaming at the sky, but at the same time... she doesn't feel like going back to the hotel right now.

So here she is, wandering around town with the air of someone who really doesn't know where the heck she's going. ]

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[moraled]

Indeed.

[He accepts that with a tired nod, since she doesn't seem bothered by it.]

Treason, I am afraid, is the charge.

[alcobrawlic]

... Okay. So what's the punishment for treason?

[moraled]

Before this, I was enjoying the "hospitality" of Labyrinthia's dungeons, though after that...

[WELL, WHO KNOWS.]

Well, it does not matter now. I did not regret my actions, regardless.

[alcobrawlic]

...

[ Well, she'll just bump shoulders with him. Or bump her shoulder to his... arm. ]

That's what I love about you, though.

[moraled]

[UNEXPECTED SPLUTTERING.

really could you have expected anything else

he was not prepared for that]

E-excuse me?

[alcobrawlic]

You're excused?

[ Yes, go on. ]

[moraled]

W-what...what did you--

[......A-AHEM.

No.

No, it's better to not ask, he thinks.]

That is... it is a situation I shall handle when I return.

[alcobrawlic]

[ Ah, Barnham blushing... it makes Sara genuinely smile. ]

That's the spirit. I can't wait to hear about your jailbreak.

[moraled]

[He arches both eyebrows at that--and then somewhat more boldly:]

When we both escape this place, I may ask for your assistance in that.

[Sara seems capable of jailbreaking.]

[alcobrawlic]

[ Okay, that just earns him a snort. ]

You're asking me? The honorable instructor?

[ He's not wrong. ]

[moraled]

Do you intend to tell me you have never done such a thing before?

[pls]

[alcobrawlic]

It was completely legal.

[moraled]

... Your jailbreak.

Was "completely legal".

[alcobrawlic]

Yep. I went the proper route and got the right people involved and everything.

[ She was a good teacher!! Just don't ask about any other jailbreak. ]

[moraled]

[Sara........]

Hm. I suppose for now, I can only take your word for it. Does that mean you would not agree?

[alcobrawlic]

Mm... well, let's just say if you need help, I'll find a way to swing it.

[ It might be fun. ]

[moraled]

I shall hold you to that.

...That we shall both get out of here, and that you shall assist me when the time to jailbreak comes.

[alcobrawlic]

Okay... that sounds fair and all, but then what do I get to hold you to?

[ She's teasing, but banter's appreciated right now. ]

[moraled]

[... He's quiet for a moment, contemplative--

And then entirely seriously:]

What is it you would ask for? I would see it done.

[alcobrawlic]

[ -- wait, what ]

Not even a little hesitation?? You don't know what I'd ask for!

[moraled]

[He blinks.

Arches an eyebrow at her.

??]

It is only right that I return the favor entirely.

[alcobrawlic]

... You're a little too honorable for your own good, Barnham.

[ Aidios. ]

[moraled]

[...??????]

I assure you, whatever your request, I can handle it.

[alcobrawlic]

I'm pretty sure if I requested you kissed me [ because he's such a prude, it's the easiest example she can think of ] you wouldn't handle it at all.

[moraled]

[Geh]