Arcane

Chapter 9: Hit

"Yes sir, all the procedures are complete. I made sure that he will take a very long vacation in jail. Even after he comes out, his life will be nothing but hell. His brother is already on the death bed, might as well visit god soon." Arnold (head of the info department) spoke as he stood straight, hands at the back. He was a man of strong built and confident nature, currently clothed in a formal two piece suit.(why are all the men in this company so damn good looking?!)

(Sorry, hehe.)

"Good." Zyran commented in an annoying normal tone. "Not a single piece of information about this incident should be out in the news, tabloids, articles, etc." he added. "I will not let you down, sir." Arnold replied in a robotic yet determined voice. Zyran stirred, suddenly remembering about something or 'someone'. "Also, get me the CCTV footage of the entrance of this building of this morning and the one of Strategy Department around one hour ago." Zyran voiced out, firmly. He wanted answers, answers to those questions that were running around his head for a while, now. Were those questions related to 'her'? Why was he doing this by himself when he could've just put his agent to work? Was he interested in something? He continued typing on this keyboard, flipping some pages at the same time. "All I need is ten minutes, sir. I will get to work right away." Arnold responded. He strode towards the door of the splendid and lavish office of the chairman and exited swiftly. Zyran got back to focusing on his work. Work got his full time attention, hasn't it? He was disconnected from the rest of the world, he preferred serenity and isolation than being social and attentive. It was just not his thing. He found his work way more intriguing. Be it paperwork or working with guns and daggers.

She slowly opened her eyes. Blinking, she adjusted to the brightness in the room. She looked around, trying to identify the newly seen location. She tried to sit up straight to get a clear look of her surroundings. It was until.....until someone decided to block her peripheral vision and stare right into her face, being inches close. "AHHHHHHHHH!" Alora yelled on top of her lungs, witnessing something she never had. It caused Rowan, who was dozing off on the sofa and was ready to dive into his dreamland to jump and stand up like a spring. He brought his hands in a boxing position and looked around frantically. "HOLY MOTHER OF COW! WHERE? WHERE'S THE FIRE? WHO? WHO KIDNAPPED MY STUFF TOY?! LET'S RUN!" Rowan bellowed, without caring about his surroundings.The poor boy who was dressed in the teddy bear costume quickly took off the massive bear face that was worn by him on his head. "Oh no. I am so s-sorry. I-I didn't mean to scare to both. I w-was just trying to lift up your spirits. Hospital's a sad place, you know?" the younger man theorized, looking down. Aww. Such a sweetheart. Alora quickly came to her senses, glancing at Rowan after being weirded out. She instantly felt bad and terrible for acting up suddenly. "No,no. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have screamed so loudly. I am sorry for degrading your kind intentions." She apologised, getting down from the hospital bed. The boy scratched his neck, holding the teddy head in the other hand. "I shouldn't have gone too close to your face. I am sorry again" he mirrored her. "I am really sor-" Alora was cut off by the other male in the room. "Guys, can you stop with your 'sorry saga'?" A very annoyed and neglected Rowan implied. He walked towards Alora. Alora giggled, finding all of it funny. He looked at both of them. "Yeah, I guess we should do that." She concluded. "Y-yeah, I'll get going." The teddy boy rushed towards the door. He stopped midway and turned back. His cheeks were flushed pink and he ruffled his hair. Alora finally noticed how cute he was. He looked younger than her, five to six years younger. He hesitantly opened his mouth to speak. "U-umm, C-can I s-say s-something?"
Rowan tilted his head, confused. Alora was also baffled but decided to reply anyway. "Sure, we have the right to speech in this country. No one is stopping you." She said in a playful tone. The boy's cheeks turned redder. "A-actually, y-you're- you're v-very p-pretty!" he stuttered, embarrassed. He quickly put on the teddy head back and bolted out. Both Alora and Rowan were left dumbfounded.