Jan 18, 2020 7:16 PM
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Ren typically refuses to do any business in person, but this particular client has the potential to open up a new market and a reputation for petty revenge that makes Ren wary of alienating him. Besides, in this particular instance an in person meeting will save weeks or months of effort and Ren appreciates the value of time.

She's aware of the war of course, and aware of the web of treaties and promises of aid that could easily pull her own nation into the fight. However, she's not aware of the bomb, no one is, and she has no idea how little time it will take for the world to end. 

She arrives in the generic hotel room, nice enough not to be embarrassing to her client, cheap enough not to draw unwanted attention, and sets down her bag. She doesn't bother to unpack. She'll only be here for two days. 

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It's not often they get to travel together. They're both busy with work, but now they have a rare chance to spend a few nights together. Away from their town, and away from their (wonderful, amazing, loud) child.

Maybe it's not very normal. She has a conference in one city and he has a dig in another, but they're making it work. Room service, bad TV, and her husband...nothing is ruining this getaway.  

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Eve watches the news with a growing disquiet. War has started banging on her nation's door and instead of preparing to fight, she's here, sitting in a hotel, for a sister who won't even allow Eve into her home. 

She considers calling and asking for her leave to be cut short, but she knows, if the worst happens, if her sister dies, she will never forgive herself for giving up on her last chance at reconciliation. 

Instead she paces and watches the news and watches her phone hoping to hear it ring and see her sister's name. 

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Going on a road trip with her best friend is exactly the thing she needs after this breakup. It took some convincing (her parents have always been over-protective), but this could be their last chance. And don't all BFFs need to do this eventually? 

She waits for Jessica to finish "freshening up". She's thinking she'll try something bright red today.

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Ryou slumps down onto the bed, closing her eyes.

You spent all of that money on this?

Ryou groans and rolls over, placing a pillow over her head. It does absolutely nothing to muffle the voice.

How many of hours of work was it? For a single night?

Shut up Bakura. I'm not sleeping in a dumpster or whatever it is you would've done. 

I would not sleep in a dumpster, but it's warm and there are dozens of empty houses with laughably simple locks. 

No.

Fine, even if you insist on paying for a place to spend a dozen hours you could have chosen somewhere cheaper than this. 

I'm trying to sleep.

Or if you didn't insist on working. It's such a waste of time. I could get back the money you make in a month in a single night if-

Go away.

If only I could. The woman across from us has some nice jewelry.

Bakura!

You'll have to sleep eventually.

I'm going to go find some coffee.

You're an idiot. 

You're an asshole. 

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He's not completely sure why he came here. 

Dropping out of school probably wasn't his smartest move- but he doesn't want to think about his work being used for war, and that means biology is right out.

He's always wanted to see the world. 

He starts by checking out his room, though. There are a lot more people at this hotel than he was hoping. 'One' would have been a nice number. 

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Ryou wanders down to the lobby, taking the elevator despite Bakura's disgust.

Fortunately, the coffee machines still contain coffee that could generously be described as hot and Ryou fills a paper cup and sits at one of the small tables. 

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"It's just called being neighborly, Talia. If we're going to be staying more than one night, we're being polite, maybe even friendly." 

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"We could stay inside and not talk to anyone. That's just called being a good husband."

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Ryou looks up from her coffee and raises a hand in a tentative wave, unsure if she should be interrupting. 

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"No, see, we already made a friend."

He waves back.

"You sit with her while I find out where they're hiding the food."

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"Daniel- oh, fine."

She approaches the stranger.

"May I sit with you?"

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"If you want. Don't feel like you have to."

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Yes, maybe your husband isn't asking you to please socialize with the other guests-

"I thought I should meet some of the other guests. You seem to be one of those."

 

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"I am in fact another guess. My names Ryou, nice to meet you."

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"Business or pleasure, for you?"

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"Business, but I'm just passing through."

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"What's your trade? Anything exciting?"

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"Not really. I work in graphic design, mostly making people's websites pretty. Don't tell my boss, but I'm actually traveling for an interview."

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"It's nice to see someone who knows what she wants. Stagnation is the enemy of happiness."

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"You'll never guess what they have."

The man from earlier falls into place behind his wife, placing his hands on her shoulders. 

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"Bear? Caribou? Pufferfish?"

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"Chocolate fountain."

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"Ryou, do you want to join us for dinner? I might need help managing this one."

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"Well, if there's a chocolate fountain I can hardly say no."

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The dining room has a few landscapes on the walls, but is otherwise very simply decorated.

There's no lack of food, though: ruffle and mushroom risotto, an admittedly impressive variety of meat, and of course, fruits and nuts and baked goods to dip into the fountain.

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