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When Java had selected her own apartment, she had made certain of three things: 1) It was reasonably clean, considering, 2) Its location was unknown to anyone but herself, and 3) It was very, very close to Ram's. He might not want her around, but Java had been all too aware that her husband might not fare too well without his bodyguard nearby,

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Ram grabbed the key from ontop the doorsill and unlocked his door. Ram shut the door behind him and didn't bother locking it again. I've won. He kept thinking over and over again. He'd gotten the Mallrats to agree to go out and look for Java. He had nothing to do with convincing him, which dampered his thoughts a bit. It ws all Siva and Amber, Jay, and Ebony's noncompliance with Salene.
Ram straightened a stack of a few books sitting on a low coffee table. He wasn't sure why he had kept the coffee table. It was worn and beat up, but it reminded of one his parents had before the virus.
Ram stepped inside his room. I tought I shut the door... He really couldn't remember if he had or not. The rush he was in earlier blurred everything together. He set his laptop down on the desk, plugged in the proper cords, and let it start up. He couldn't believe what a mess he had left his room in this morning. He picked up a few clothes from the floor and shut his dresser drawer. He had even forgot to make his bed, he remembered. Ram turned away from

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"I had to tell them." He said a bit harsher and louder than intended. "I wanted you found as soon as possible." Ram got up off the bed coldly. "You think that week was easy for me? I spent the whole week constantly worrying, looking out that window, wondering if you were ever going to come back;" He pointed to the window emphasis, "Not knowing where you were or even who you were with." He ended heartlessly, letting her think whatever she wanted about what he was implying

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Increasingly angry and all too familiar with Ram's explosive temper, Java didn't bat an eye at her husband's outburst, glaring up at him as he explained why he had chosen to involve the virts in what should have been a private matter. Her expression remained cold and unyielding as Ram lowered his gaze and apologized; the return to their old habits had temporarily reinforced her former strength, and Java found that the words that had seemed so touching a few minutes ago could no longer cut through her anger. She watched in silence as Ram tried to calm himself down ("Temper, temper, Java..."), but there was simply no quelling her after he spoke again. It was bad enough that he'd put her situation with Mega at risk, bad enough that there were virts out there with far too much information, but now Ram had put -himself- in harm's way as well? Java's eyes glittered furiously as she began to lose her own temper, holding her husband's gaze with a glare that challenged him to look away from her again. "You -physically- went to the -Mall

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Ram scowled, similar to a child after being scolded by its mother. Did she think he was deaf and blind? He knew the city hated him. Anti-Techno propaganda was everywhere in the city, and according to them, Ram was the personification of Techno.
Did she think he was completely ignorant of the Mallrats reactions when he arrived? The way Salene gave him a no, but Siva persuaded her to a weak yes? He knew. He also knew the Mllrats were just, though. There's no way Salene would have let the Mallrats kill him right there. No, she take him to a cell and make him sit in jail until a trial, then she would let them kill him.
Ram got up from the floor. He wanted so much just to dismiss Java and tell her to get out. People don't work like that. He reminded himself.
He sighed. "Look, Javie, I know what they could've done to me, but I was willing to take that risk as long as you were safe." Ram sat back down beside her. "Besides, they have no idea where we're at. And they are virts, afterall, so I doubt they'll find out."