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[not_unhaunted]

[...Does anyone else think that someone really needs to get some sense and sanity into all the Tykis?]

[Well this would be a classic case.]

[He's just sitting leaned exhaustedly against a wall in an absolutely wrecked bedroom, which previously had a mirror set in one of the walls. The mirror is now scattered in pieces all over the floor, and from

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[thewrongname]

[Avoiding the glass with footsteps that might sound very similar to Rhode's as Mattias tries to get over to Tyki, he's got a first-aid kit in hand. Really thinking he should carry one with him all the time at this rate.

Stopping a few feet away from him and bends over to look at his face.] Oi, ya okay?

[Doesn't want to startle him.]

[not_unhaunted]

[flashes a vaguely broken grin.] Want to kill the Vatican bastards.

[complies quickly enough.]

[thewrongname]

[Pauses for just a moment, looking up in surprise at him but that's the only emotion. No anger or any kind of fight in his eye. Makes 'Tias glad he's Book through and through.

Gives him a muffled hum and gets to work on Tyki's hand. Ultimately he's trying not to cause the other any pain but still get all the pieces out.]

[not_unhaunted]

[a quiet hiss of discomfort, but he's not moving.]

[thewrongname]

[Give him five minutes and he'll finish with that hand, moving to disinfect and bandage it before Tyki can stop him. Lets the flashlight drop to his lap.] Sorry, yeah? Halfway done at least?

[not_unhaunted]

Heh, not a poor job at all there.

[he'll be stubbornly pretending that his shaking hasn't gotten just a little bit worse. physical contact is still not his thing :T.]

[thewrongname]

O'course not. [Huffs.] Ya haven't done anythin mean ta me so why should I give ya shoddy bandagin?

[Can always wait to do the other hand, let his shakes calm down.] Ya want a glass o'water before I start tha other hand? Look like ya could use one. [Either that or a stiff drink but not doing that with the drug levels.]

[not_unhaunted]

...I now fear slightly for your safety.

[tilts his head back and waits for it to settle.] Who, me? Feel good as new.

[y-yep, that's probably wise.]

[thewrongname]

[Raises an eyebrow, cautious tone in his voice.] Why do ya say that, Tyki?

[Collecting his stuff to move to his other side anyway.] You're not good as new, ya still have one untended hand 'nd a bunch o'drugs in your system.

[not_unhaunted]

[hey now, no danger from him. it'd be horrible thanks.]

If you go around trusting everything, it tends to occasionally go wrong.

[laughs.] I take enough daily to be a little more comfortable with disregarding that as a factor.

[thewrongname]

[Yes it would be. Huffs and pouts, almost like a girl might.]

I can take care o'myself, thank ya very much.

[Picks up the kit and makes his way around Tyki's legs to the other side, pulling everything out again.] Considerin tha bottles on tha floor 'd say a little more than 'nough.

[not_unhaunted]

[would probably raise an eyebrow under different circumstances, but. ow.] I don't doubt it.

No, the extra, that's just today. Someone's not at all happy with me presently.

[thewrongname]

[Meh, 'Tias is used to getting odd looks anyway. Wouldn't notice it.]

They'll have ta get over themselves then, 's not good for ya ta be drugged to tha teeth. [Puts the flashlight back in his mouth and holds out his hand for Tyki's once more.]

[not_unhaunted]

I still choose to be coherent.

[and again with the pulling of glass; obeying distractedly.]

[thewrongname]

[Other ways ta go 'bout that, Tyki, just have to find them~ But alas, 'Tias can't say the words so just a slight head shake as he continues to work. Another five minutes pass and all the glass is out, followed by the same disinfectant and bandaging as before.

Then the redhead starts cleaning up.] Ya should prob'bly go find a room ta lay down in at least. Not in here where you're liable ta get hurt again.

[not_unhaunted]

[looks like he won't be, I don't know, playing basketball? for a while.]

[mildly bewildered by all this, but...]

...I've got to say, as an Eyepatch you're a favorite of mine...