sholmes catchall

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[ He takes the pills and shakes the bottle, looking at them. ]

Where'd you manage to find these?

[ But he dumps a couple out into his hand before handing the bottle back. ]

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The sunken ship, my dear fellow.

[And a shake of the bottle.]

Keep it. I have no need of it.

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[ He'll slip it into the pocket of his messy clothing and looks down at himself. ]

Sure you want me to be sitting on the bed like this?

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[Wobbles a little.]

[Frowns.]

Well, you can go wash yourself up. I'm not going to stop you.

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[ Hm. Well, if he's not being kicked off the bed for his state, he's not going to be moving right now. He'll help with that mess later. He pops the meds in his mouth, swallowing down and stares.

That wobbling... He reaches out to grab his arm and steady him. Even if it hurts to move. No reason to avoid this topic. ]

Have you been drinking?

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[...]

[He looks at the grip, and then looks at Kotetsu.]

Only a bit. I'm fine.

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Are you really?

[ His hand stays there, since he's not being shaken off. Despite being the one kind of messed up, it's obvious he's concerned about Sholmes. ]

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...No.

[And he's looking away.]

Please wash yourself off, Kotetsu.

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[ Except he's still sitting there, looking up at him. ]

Sholmes...

[ He doesn't know what to say to that. At least not yet. ]

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[He sighs.]

Do I need to repeat myself? It will do you some good.

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What should I put on after?

[ Or... is there at least a towel for him to access? 'Cause putting on the gross clothes after would be very counter productive. ]

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Ah, here.

[He'll go to the armoire, before walking back with a set of clothes.]

I found these earlier when I was breaking into a few places around the city. You're around my size, so they should fit you.

[Probably like this set.]

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[ He nods, not taking the clothes yet and just groaning as he works his way to get up with much effort. His hand rubs at the lower part of his back as he gets his spine straightened out. He then gingerly takes the offered clothes.

Finley looks wearily up at him, but gets up herself, since she needs a good clean, too. ]

Makes that part easier, at least.

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Yes. And you said a towel? Well, I have one, but its not in the best of shape...

[And he'll hand that to him too.]

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Thanks.

[ He nods and limps to the bathroom, stumbling a little on the way. But he'll be fine. Just taking a moment to brace himself on the doorframe before entering the bathroom, giving Finley the room to come in, as well.

He gives Sholmes a lingering look before shutting the door after him. ]

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...

[He just looks back. When the man disappears from view, he just sighs and flops down on the bed.]

[Actually, he might take a nap. Snzzzz.]

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[ Hopefully Kotetsu doesn't fall asleep in the tub himself. Or maybe he does? Who knows. But after some time and helping clean Finley up with that chilly water, he gets dressed in the offered clothes. For the moment, he leaves his dirty clothes balled up in the bathroom to fetch later.

He and Finley pause when they leave the bathroom and see Sholmes there. Just watching him for a long moment. ]

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[He's definitely dozed off. He's sort of drunk, and he's tired, and it's been too long a day. Irene, too, is curled up on the sheets next to him.]

[He probably won't stir until he comes closer, or makes a noise.]

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[ Well, he does start to approach, Finley, who has finally turned back to her tiger form, is a bit more forward and puts her chin on the edge of the bed to stare at Sholmes.

He lets out a small laugh at that. Weird seeing your own soul doing the things you want. But either way, he does approach the bed, reaching out a hand to lightly touch his arm. ]

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...Mm?

[Irene's ears twitch, and Sholmes opens his eyes blearily at the touch, glancing up.]

Oh, you're done. [A pause.] Feeling better?

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I feel more clean, at least. And the pain meds seem to be helping take the edge off.

[ Then, a little more wryly. ]

Did the nap help?

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Yes, you don't smell like you walked through a sugar factory.

[He flops over to his back, folding his hands over his stomach.]

Mm. Not really. Head still hurts.

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Maybe you should consider a couple of those pills you gave me.

[ He shifts a bit to sit down on the bed next to him, but making sure he doesn't invade too much of his space.

Quietly, he reaches out to brush back a strand of Sholmes' hair, not even thinking about his action. ]

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I'll be fine.

[...And...oh. His lips twitch at the touch, but he doesn't turn away.]

If you want me to move to make room, I shall.

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Up to you. You're the one that invited me here.

[ He's being... cautious. He doesn't want to overstep anything, but also doesn't want to leave. Honestly, he was surprised to see Sholmes rushing (wobbling) over earlier. And the fact that he brought him here after everything... ]