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[Well, that probably could've gone better.

There's a distinct part of Alhaitham which realizes the fact that Kaveh is not going to take any of this very well at all, but that's a bridge he'll cross when the time comes. No point regretting things that have already happened and all that, especially when there are other far more immediate things to be concerned about.

It's been... a while? Since they'd been rounded up and tossed into the cell that's holding them captive. Time is never easy to tell when there's no light, but based on his own gut feeling it's probably only been a few hours at best. They haven't been checked upon since their initial arrival here, but he supposes it'll be a matter of time before that'll change.

He reaches over to the bracelet around his wrist, cold and perfectly normal to the touch right now, though he knows that too is something which will change sooner rather than later. One can only hope that Kaveh won't go overboard when he comes crashing in, but he's not going to hold his breath.

With all these thoughts in his mind, its not so much of a wonder as to why he doesn't pay attention to the other occupant in the cell with him—though considering who it is, Alhaitham doesn't think that his presence is actually helping with the situation in any manner. But like it or not they're stuck here together for now, so might as well deal with it.]

[Indeed, how in the world did Freminet get into this mess? With the recent news of people being kidnapped, he thought that he would be the last person on that list. Even though it was a case of mistaken identity, the boy thought that he wouldn't have to deal with this. Not only that, but he also got someone involved too.

Looking at the handcuffs in his hand, he gave a sign before looking at his apparent partner in crime. He didn't even know how long he had been here. Was it a few hours or did a day already pass? Sitting here was more than enough to make his brain run in circles.

Does his family know? Are Father and Lyney making plans on what to do? What about Kaveh? Was he planning on doing anything? They probably must have; it was already unusual for Freminet to be away from his family for long. Not only that, Kaveh must have sensed something was wrong when Alhaitham was nowhere to be seen.

Fidgeting around in his spot, he really didn't know what else he should do. He could figure out a way to break out of the cell, but it would probably make the situation worse.]

Um...

[He mumbled once more. Should he even try to apologize for getting Alhaitham involved? But then again, it was him who wanted to help Freminet.]

[Considering the size of the cell (not tiny, but also certainly not homey by nay measure) and the fact that there's pretty much just the two of them in here, its kind of impossible to miss any kind of noise that comes from the other party, let alone a mumble like that. And while it would be easy enough to just ignore the kid, its also not going to do either of them any favors either.

So he turns around and looks over to the kid; he doesn't say anything at first, doing nothing more besides giving the other a once over with his own eyes, making sure that he hadn't been too roughed up by what'd happened. Freminet may be a Fatui assassin, but it doesn't change the fact that he's still a child.]

Are you okay? [He eventually asks once he's certain that the kid is going to be fine, at least physically. It's hard to say what their captors have in mind for them, but considering what he and Kaveh had discussed the other day, and the slew of people getting taken off the streets, he can't imagine it being anything good. But that's a bridge he'll cross when the time comes for it.]

[Should he even talk to Alhaitham? He was already intimidating, he didn't know how to talk to him when they were alone. Not to mention that the guards could come in at any moment and make things even more challenging for them. As he looked at the tall scary man, Freminet wondered if he was going to say something.

Although, it seemed that he got his answer before he said anything.]

...Yes, I am. What about yourself? [Physically, he was fine. He dealt with worse before during his early days in the orphanage. Being kidnapped by some random pirates was nothing to him. Having someone else get involved and getting themselves hurt on the other hand was something he could not forgive himself on.]

Are...are you okay?

[As far as Alhaitham is concerned, right now the fact of the matter is that they're stuck in this situation together. Their respective allegiances (or rather, Freminet's) aside, it doesn't change the reality that Freminet is still quite young. Facing danger of his own accord is one thing, but being dragged into it unwillingly is another issue entirely.]

...could be worse. [He eventually grunts out his answer after a period of silence, sounding just about as curt and blunt as he tends to be even with the aches he can feel throbbing across his body. With Alhaitham being a much bigger target (and also having caused far more of a fuss in being abducted), its not a surprise that he'd been roughed up much more... though its nothing that he hasn't already gone through before no thanks to Azar.

With the both of them accounted for, Alhaitham turns his attention back to the handcuffs that are keeping his wrists tied up. They're much more secure on him compared to Freminet, since he'd managed to get out of the first set they got on him while they were being brought over and tried to escape, only to fail due to the overwhelming numbers he was faced against and the fact that he was already fairly roughed up prior. But at the very least all that they'd really taken from them had been their Shellphones, though he's sure that will change with enough time.

Its the thought of that, alongside several other things, which has Alhaitham giving his handcuffs a shake as he tries to figure them out. Surely if he's managed it once then he should be able to do it a second time, right?]

[Despite what Alhaitham said, Freminet knew better. Not with the pained sound he made. Sinking his head further into his shoulders, he felt so guilty for getting him involved. While it was his choice to help him, it didn't stop Freminet from feeling like he should have done something to prevent this from happening.]

...I'm sorry.

[For getting him involved, for getting him hurt, and for making things even worse for him. Looking at his handcuffs, he wondered just how much pain the older man was in. Freminet knew that Alhaitham could handle himself but there was only so much he could do. Giving a small sigh, he tried to figure out a way to get his handcuffs out. He was trying his best not to make too much noise.

However, it was clear he wasn't getting them out easily.]

....Do you know a way we can get out?

[There's a huff at the apology—Alhaitham can't say that he wasn't expecting it, especially since he's well aware of the other's disposition—but its still ridiculous to have to hear it all the same.]

There's nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who chose to step in and interfere.

[It was a decision that he made, and so he alone is the one to bear the consequences of that choice. That has always been how he does things.

Compared to Freminet Alhaitham is far less concerned about keeping quiet, though he does make sure to keep his voice even when he speaks to Freminet, much like what he's doing now.] Nothing just yet. But it doesn't seem like this place is meant to hold anyone for long either, so its more than likely that we might eventually be taken out to be transported elsewhere.

[When, though, would be the question... the longer they stay here the more likely it will be for them to be found, especially with the bracelet he still has on his wrist.]

[He should have expected that response. He had apologized to him once before and said for him to not worry about it. This was no different.]

Even so...

[It was still frustrating to see that there wasn't much Freminet could do. Assassin or not, he knew better than to resist an ambush when other people are involved. Which was why he was still attempting to be as quiet as he could. He really didn't want to make things worse for them.

That was also why he couldn't help but be in awe that Alhaitham wasn't all that worried.]

Then there has to be another way out. You think we can find a key or try to attack one of the guards quietly?

[Keyword here is try.]

[Alhaitham casts a glance over to Freminet at first when the other starts to respond, a few answer of his own already in his mind and ready to come out based on what the kid says. When it comes down to it this really isn't something that Alhaitham wants to have a length debate about, especially in their current situation, but its also important to make it clear that Freminet has no part in what happened to him.

Thankfully, for better or worse Freminet doesn't attempt to actually argue and moves the conversation along. At his next question Alhaitham glances back out at the little they can see beyond the bars of their cell, trying to study whatever he can of their nearby surroundings as he mulls over the question.]

...we'll try the key first. [This cell that they're in seems to be part of the building itself, which means that there should be a place for keys to be. Now the question of them actually doing so is another thing entirely, but until proven otherwise...

He eyes the bars—or more specially the gap between them—and then looks to Freminet again.] Can you fit your arms through the bars?

[It was his guilt at play. He just didn't want other to get involved over something that he was a part of. Regardless of his own feelings, he just knew he had to move forward. No matter what Alhaitham would say, he would disagree. It was probably better to just figure out how to get out of the place.

Looking at the area, it seemed that there wasn't a lot they could do. When the guards weren't around, he had to wonder just how they were going to get out.]

I can try. [He said before attempting to do so. Unlike Alhaitham, he was smaller than him, he barely managed to get through the bars before taking it back.] ...I wonder just how strong I can fight from the bars though...

[He watches as Freminet tries to put his arms between the gaps of the bars, with moderately more success than him. Unsurprising, of course, since the kid's arms are a lot thinner, and while he won't say that Freminet is physically weak since he's seen the kid use a greatsword with far more ease than Kaveh (not that its a very high bar to cross in truth, but still notable all the same) his arms are far shorter which means he'll have significantly less reach... very much not ideal.]

We're not fighting. [He clarifies, even as a part of him makes a few notes on this face. The House of the Hearth certainly puts their kids through quite the regime if the first thing that comes to mind is something like that.] If this place is meant to be a temporary hold then there's a fair chance that they have the keys hung close by. We need to figure that out, and then see if you can reach for it.

It's not?

[They probably were going to be attacking someone and they had to be prepared for something to go wrong. Wouldn't that obviously mean a fight could happen? Or at the very least, there was going to be some resistance. After all, he was always taught to be prepared for the worst outcome. It was to fight or be attacked.]

Well...if there are keys nearby, we'll have to keep an eye out and see where it is.

[Which was probably for the best, he wasn't that strong without his Claymore and he couldn't risk getting into another fight. Looking around, he was trying to see where they could have placed said keys.] I just know it won't be somewhere too obvious...

Fighting isn't the goal here.

[Alhaitham of course doesn't think that they're going to get out of here without some kind of resistance, but its not something he's going to actively seek out either. If there's a way for them to get out without a confrontation, then that will be the ideal way to handle it. The lesser the fuss, the better it will be.

He looks as Freminet attempts to seek out the key from where he is, huffing after a second before speaking.] Try the walls right beside the bars.

[Sometimes, the answers are at the places which are right under your very nose.]

[Even if fighting wasn't the goal, Freminet still had to be prepared for one. Or perhaps that he was always thinking of the worst that made him think this way. Regardless, he wasn't going to argue. He was going to listen to whatever he said in hopes of avoiding one.]

Right...

[He trailed off before looking at the wall. Of course, he found himself blushing a little as he saw the key right beside them. Without another word, he looked at Alhaitham before attempting to grab said key from the wall. However, it was proving a little more difficult than it looked as he was trying to grab it through the bars. He was barely short of getting them.

And yet, it didn't stop him from stretching his arm out as much as he could!]

[Well, at least that's their initial problem solved. If the key wasn't nearby at all then it would've presented a bigger set of issues, so Alhaitham is glad that things are not going that way. But he knows better than to think that any of their troubles here are over.

As Freminet continues to struggle for the keys Alhaitham glances around the cell, trying to see if there's anything at all which can help them. Judging from how messy this place is it doesn't seem like the people who got them here have bothered to clean up in the slightest, so there might be a chance for something to turn up.]

You're not going to get any closer to it like that. [He speaks up after a bit of searching on his own end; not so much out of concern, but because there really is no use in exerting their limited energy for something that's physically impossible.] We'll be better off trying to find something in here that might be able to help us.

[It doesn't need to be anything good. It just needs to work for however long they need it to.]

[Try as he might, his arms just weren't long enough to reach the keys. Even when he was stretching them as far as he could, he just couldn't get them. With a sigh, he eventually gave up and placed his arms downward. As he got them back from the bars, he had to wince from how much he stretched them out.]

See anything that would be useful?

[So far, it didn't seem like there was. Not unless he got creative. But even then, he wasn't sure if it'll work or not.]

Or at least, just far enough to get the keys.

[He said before attempting to figure out a way to get his jacket off. If there was nothing, he could at least try to get it off to make a makeshift noose.]

[Alhaitham hums in agreement to what Freminet says, continuing to look around some more to try and find something... but as far as he can tell they're coming up short despite the scattering of debris around them. It certainly doesn't bode well for their situation, but Alhaitham has never been the kind of person to accept something forcibly imposed onto him without at least trying everything else.

For better or worse, it seems like Freminet is of the same mind as well, judging by how he starts to struggle to get out his jacket. Alhaitham watches him do that for a while before he lets out a huff and makes his way over to the kid, reaching out to hold his wrists and keep them extended towards him. He doesn't say anything as he unbuttons the sections that are holding the sleeves up, letting go of him as soon as he's done.]

The material of your clothes is thicker than mine. [He simply says, as factually as ever.] It should be more durable with what we need it to do.

[He was right, his jacket was meant to be thicker as a means to help him from the cold. They really weren't going anywhere with the lack of materials they need. He wasn't going to argue against Alhaitham but he also wasn't sure what else he should do. As he struggled to get the jacket off of him, it was proving more difficult than he thought.

Just as he was about to say something, he raised an eyebrow or two.]

Are you sure?

[He said before looking at the materials before him. As he took a hold of them, he glanced at back the tall man before carefully making a lasso. However, the look he gave him was almost asking him if he was allowed to do such a thing.]

[The look Alhaitham sends over in return suggests that he doesn't quite understand why Freminet asked that question, but he answers it regardless, since them being on the same level is the most optimal thing if they want to get out of this situation they've landed in.]

Yes, I'm certain. [He says, eyeing at the lasso that Freminet has made before walking over to the bars. There's a pause as he takes the time to approximate distance and angles based on the space that they have, though no matter how he does so he can't say anything with full certainty—these things were always more of Kaveh's expertise, not his.

Still, its not like he can ask his senior for advice, so the best he can do is give it his best calculation, and then relaying it over to Freminet.] Stand here, with your body angled like this, and then toss it through the gaps towards the keys.

[He explains it while doing the motions so that the other can see for himself, and once he's done he steps away, giving the space for Freminet to do what Alhaitham had just demonstrated.]

[All he wanted was to confirm if everything was okay for him. Even if Alhaitham was the one who suggested it first, he never wanted to cross any boundaries and especially with someone like him.

As he gave a nod and tried to make a lasso, he had looked at the keys for a moment. Just like the taller man, Freminet was also trying to figure out what was the best way to get it from this distance. It didn't seem like it was that hard but he also wanted to avoid any mistakes. He didn't want to make any noises that would notify the guards...]

Right, um...I'll try my best.

[Watching Alhaitham do the motions, he tried to do the same. Of course, the first try nearly caught the key, he missed it by an inch. However, the second try he managed to catch it but...]

There isn't any guards around are there? You don't hear anyone coming in?

[There was a loud sound made from the keys falling to the ground.]

[Alhaitham watches as Freminet works on getting the keys closer to them, keeping an eye out for the guards even before the other asks about it.]

None, but its still best to be quick about it regardless. [There's no avoiding the fact that they are going to make some kind of noise in some fashion no matter what they do, so the best is to make this snappy and get the keys in their possession first. Everything else can be dealt with after they've secured their way out.] When you pull, make sure to do it as hard as you can.

[With luck, there might be enough force to get the keys to fly off the hook and get to their hands without them ever touching the ground.]

[He didn't need to be told twice. Knowing that there weren't any guards coming by, Freminet had to quickly lasso the key his way. Of course, with each pull, there was the drag of the keys. As it makes sounds, he had to keep wincing as he kept trying to make the sounds as quiet as possible.

By the time, Freminet eventually got the key to the jail cell? He had to look up at Alhaitham before giving a sigh of relief. And yet, he still had to look around to see if any guards were nearby.]

[Well the keys didn't fly all the way over, which was the most likely scenario from the get go, and there's really no helping the noise that it makes as Freminet drags it over to them. Alhaitham can't say that he likes it either, but what's done is done—no point regretting it now.

At the very least, it doesn't take long for Freminet to get the keys over to their cell. Alhaitham quickly snatches them up once they're close enough to be in reach—and not a moment too soon, as the sound of footsteps approach their way.

Alhaitham doesn't say anything, but the look he gives Freminet should hopefully be enough for him to understand the sudden urgency of their situation. He steps away from the bars, twisting around to try his best to stash away the retrieved keys before they get spotted by whoever is coming around to their cell (if they're coming over to their cell—the possibility is high but he isn't going to assume). Hopefully Freminet gets the hint and backs off too so that they're less conspicuous about everything. Last thing they need is for these people to suspect that they're up to something.]

[Freminet didn't need to say a word. Immediately, he backed away from the bars as soon as Alhaitham got the keys. With his hands up, he looked at the door before looking at the taller man.

There was some satisfaction knowing that he managed to get the keys. Despite the limited resources, he was able to complete his task. And yet, as he raised an eyebrow, there was the unspoken question. What do they do from here on out?]

[A SUMMARY BECAUSE WE BOTH DIED:

They got the keys, Alhaitham told Freminet to hide it on himself, bad people came storming into the cell, Alhaitham provoked them until they got pissed enough to completely focus on Alhaitham and beat him up, leaving Freminet unattended and uninjured (and with the key for their eventual attempted breakout that ends in failure).

Good times were had by all.]

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BEFORE THE RESCUE - alhaitham & freminet.

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