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Sair looked at her. "So? Fix it up? It's not that hard." He rolled his eyes, and just relaxed in the chair. "You need to learn how to do it some way or another. Suck it up and just work with what you have, you know?"

Ariadne looked over at him incredulously. "Fix it up?! Work with what I have?! What do I have exactly? I can't do anything, because the gang members after YOU, and now after ME! I can't go home because they've found me there. I cant go to work because I'm putting everyone in danger. There is no one who give half a rat's ass about me, and I'm stuck with a man who wants to give me life - living advice, when he is CLEARLY not an example of how things should be done!" She was mad again.

Sair frowned. "I'm living life, ain't I? I'm alive, I've been alive for a whole lot damn longer than you've been! So obviously, you should take my advice and get that stick out of your ass!" He already easily got angry, so with her getting angry it wasn't hard to trigger him.

"Some life! You alienate everyone around you. You have to look over your shoulder wherever you go! I.don't.want.to.live.like.that!" She got to her feet as she said those words. This time, there was no feeling bad, no shame for what she was saying. She had finally reached her breaking point.

Sair lifted an eyebrow. "I alienate myself? Look at you, miss 'I have no friends'! You alienate yourself just as much as I do! At least I do it so I know I won't get a knife in the back, huh? What's your excuse?" He stood up too, frowning.

"That is exactly the problem! You live a life that has required you to worry about getting a knife in your back! Until I met YOU, that wasn't a big worry for me!" She crossed her arms, a defensive gesture. She was about ten seconds from taking off, be damned the consequences. She couldn't stand it any more. She was going crazy stuck in this emotionally cold house, with people who couldn't give a shit about her well being.

Sair rolled his eyes. "It would've happened sooner or later, sweetheart." The 'endearing' name was said with much sarcasm. "Be glad it happened when I was around to help, huh?"

Glad, she should be GLAD? She couldn't do this anymore, couldn't be in the same room as him, no, not even the same house as him. She needed to get as far away as possible. She wouldn't let him see her cry again.

"Screw you Sair." She said in parting, and then left before he had a chance to say anything else to her. She would take her chances with the gang, find a way to keep out of sight on her own.

Sair shouted after her. "In your dreams, chick!" He rolled his eyes and sat down. "Geez...what a mess. Good riddance." He sat and stewed, though the stewing didn't last long. She'd left. That wasn't good. The gang could get her. He groaned softly. The best thing they could do to her would be kill her. He got to his feet and sighed. "Great..."

The first thing Ariadne did was catch a cab back to her apartment. She knew it was risky, but she didn't really have any other options. She needed to grab some cash, otherwise she wouldn't be able to go anywhere to hide, except maybe back to Sair's house...and she wasn't going to do that. She got there uneventfully enough, and unlocked her front door.

Sair was in the process of catching up. Unlike her, he didn't have a cab or anything. So he just ran. If they got to her first it would be bad. Very bad. And he couldn't let that happen.

Ariadne pushed open her door, and was shocked to find a very big man on the other side, eating her food none the less. Crap. Weren't the cops supposed to watching her apartment? How had this man gotten in? Her door had been locked, as evidenced by the fact that she'd had to unlock it to get in. He smiled, a wide, predatory smile.

Ariadne swallowed hard, and then took off at a run down the hall towards the front door. She didn't get very far, before the back of her shirt had been snagged up by a large fist, yanking her back quite roughly. "You just made things real easy miss."

Sair was suddenly in the hall, panting from having run the entire way. Still, his non-humanness helped his speed. "Put her down, fatso! Your fight's with me, eh? Then let's dance, tubbo!" He didn't even bother calling Ariadne out on how stupid she was. He was a bit too preoccupied with the big guy right now.

Ariadne firmly in his grasp, the man smiled widely at Sair and pulled a small handgun from his belt. It was pressed snuggly underneath Ariadne's chin in seconds. Her eyes widened in terror.

"Yeah, we were sort of prepared for this, wouldn't want a repeat of last time....so here's how this is going to play out. If you even breath in my direction, the fingers gonna slip. We're all going to go have a nice chat with the boss man, and you're gonna let it happen, or you'll be picking up little bits of her for weeks."

Sair clenched his jaw, watching carefully for a moment. "Technically, I'd only be picking up bits of her head." he responded, casually. Then he lifted up his hands. "Alright. I've been wanting to see big bad bossman for a while, so let's pull the bugger out of the shadows." He smirked. "Or, let's go into the shadows themselves."

The man looked quite proud of himself. "Into the shadows we go then. After you, freak...there are two cars waiting for us out front. " He motioned to Sair to get moving. Once he had, the man would follow with Ariadne still firmly in his arms.

Idling outside her apartment building were two nondescript black cars, with tinted windows. The man would motion for Sair to get into one of them, while he moved, with Ariadne towards the other.

Sair walked to the cars calmly and then got into the car. His mind was already racing, coming up with possible happenings and outcomes. He was definitely interested in how this was going to turn out.

The man threw Ariadne, rather unceremoniously into the back of the car, causing her to hit her head quite forcefully against the door across. Her head spun for several seconds, but she quickly righted herself, as he joined her in the back seat. She made herself as small as possible, against the door, terrified of this man, eyeing her with what could not remotely be mistaken as pure intent.

Once they got to their destination, Sair got out of the car and immediately looked for Ariadne. He was determined to get them both out of here. And he was determined to get her out of here with no injuries or accidents. He knew what the men were capable of, and he wasn't going to let that happen to her.

The car housing Ariadne pulled up behind the one that had carried Sair moments later. The man got out, and dragged Ariadne with him, by the hair. She look not worse for wear, though she had a nasty bump forming on the back of her head.

She felt horrible though. It was her fault entirely that they were in this situation now. Likely they would both be killed, and all because she'd lost it, and left the safety of Sair's house. She would never forgive herself if something happen to him because of this.