<span style="font-family:Palanquin">For the longest time, the best thing that Jinora could think to do was keep walking because it was harder to find a moving target than it was to find a stationary one. The more she moved, the more likely she was to blend in and if she blended in well enough, she knew she would have more time before being brought back into custody. It wasn’t what she wanted to happen in the end, but she already knew that much was inevitable. Her only goal was to obtain as much free time as she could manage. <br/>
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Someone could’ve told her that she needed to learn the meaning of hope, but Jinora wasn’t even sure she believed such a thing was helpful anymore. She used to hope. It only brought more pain than she knew how to manage. <br/>
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In that longest time that she was walking, though, she soon began to notice exactly how long it had been since she’d last seen any of her would be pursuers. She realized how long it had been since she’d heard the sirens. There was no way that much time had gone by without them finding her or at least getting close. Something had to be going on. Jinora froze in her path and almost instantly, the person walking behind her ran straight into her. “Hey!” they snapped. “Keep moving or get outta the way!” The woman not so kindly shoved her and Jinora stumbled to the side. She heard a few more people screeching along the way because her stop had disrupted more than just one woman’s commute. <br/>
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It was then that her eyes picked up on things. The micro-mechanics in them narrowed in on men in suits, men who were just barely in her field of vision and men who she very strictly recognized as the men who would be pursuing her now. They were there and then everything blurred as a blast evoked screams and yelling. The crowds dispersed, all getting away from the sudden violence as quickly as possible… all except for Jinora. She saw who it was and she was still absorbing that shock from seeing him again. <br/>
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Before she knew it, he was beside her. <br/>
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“You’re… you’re crazy, you know that!?” Jinora exclaimed the minute she heard him. She couldn’t help but smile as well, though, simply because being around him again was intoxicating in a way that she couldn’t quite understand just yet. His sense of freedom was alluring. <br/>
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Finally, she caved, though. He deserved a name. <br/>
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“I’m Jinora.” She decided to go with Jinora over Jin because it felt more appropriate given their situation. <br/>
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Without any further delay, she reached out, snatched up Sly’s hand and started running alongside him. Her head turned briefly and she saw that she had pursuers, but she knew better than to stop and take a survey of them.</span>