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[just_like_nii]

[Fletcher is wandering back to Casa de Tringham well before his and Russel's newly-established curfew, but it's still dark out because hey, it's January. He's walking pretty quickly, but will probably stop and talk with anyone who shows up.]

((Post is open, but the thread with xneckromancerx will probably be closed.))

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[xneckromancerx]

*Sounds like someone's coughing and breathing poorly down that alley, Fletcher. Sounds like someone needs help.*

[unfatherly]

*Would be seriously considering doing something to him, if he weren't holding the Fletcher. Hell, he might anyway.*

You hurt him for your own benefit? You're pathetic.

[xneckromancerx]

I-I-I couldn't help it! I told him to go! He didn't! You think I wanted to!? Even if he's not my little brother, he's still Fletcher! *hand on the wall*

[unfatherly]

*And grabs for his shirt collar.*

I assume you're feeling much better now, so why don't you just get out of my sight and I'll consider not letting the entire city know what you've done?

[xneckromancerx]

*Shoves the hand off* I'm used to being considered a monster. Ever since I've become one.

[unfatherly]

It's not hard to see why.

*And the hand goes to his pocket. He doesn't use alchemy all that often, due to pent-up emo, but does carry around chalk in case it becomes absolutely necessary.*

[xneckromancerx]

You think I'm going to attack you now? Go get him some help. His pulse is still strong. He probably just passed out from the shock. *moves toward Nash, but as though to move past him, not in any threatening way*

[unfatherly]

*And lets him go once he realizes he's not going to do anything more, then high-tails it to the little clinic in their neighborhood.*

[xneckromancerx]

*Will be shadowing to make sure the Fletcher is okay*

[unfatherly]

*Better hope Nash doesn't catch him. Seriously.*

[xneckromancerx]

*oops tripped on a curb*

[unfatherly]

*Has already deposited Fletcher inside and stepped outside for some air when he notices.*

What are you doing here?

[xneckromancerx]

I want to make sure he's okay... *leaning against the wall at a safe bit of a distance*

[unfatherly]

Go home. It's your fault he's injured to begin with.

[xneckromancerx]

*scrubs his face* I know... That's why I'm staying near. I'll take responsibility for whatever I have to.

Dammit, now I know where I get my stubbornness from...

[unfatherly]

*Raises an eyebrow at the dig, but doesn't say anything.*

It goes without saying that I don't trust you.