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[winebar]

If you had simply followed my instructions there would be nothing to be concerned about!

[WE JUST REPRESS IT AND MOVE ON AND RETREAT BACK INTO THE CLOSET.]

[greatdeduction]

Oh believe me, there is much to be concerned about here. There is another man tangled up in this mess, after all.

[winebar]

Then go talk to him and stop bothering me. I am trying to remove certain thoughts from my mind and your presence isn't helping.

[greatdeduction]

[just]

[looking at him like wtf]

What thoughts?

[winebar]

[The smell of him, the warm of Sholmes' lips on his own, the firmness of his hands, the painful desperate feeling of want and the overwhelmingly feeling of being wanted, feeling safe in another's arms-]

That is none of your concern.

[greatdeduction]

[just.]

[stares at him.]

If my existence is bringing on these thoughts.....oh, don't tell me.

[STARING UP AT THE SKY AGAIN WHICH IS THE OCEAN PLEASE HELP HIM HE IS NOT DRUNK ENOUGH FOR THIS]

You probably want to. I don't know. Kiss me again, or something of the like.

[winebar]

[GO GET MORE DRUNK THEN HE DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS. He goes a bit red but is mostly mad.]

I believe I told you to leave my sight.

[greatdeduction]

Yes, see! [POINTING AT HIM!] I was right. Come on, man, you just told me you don't have any feelings! Unless...

[he does not curse BUT HE REALLY WANTS TO CURSE RIGHT NOW]

Oh, you really don't know how to deal with any of this, do you.

[winebar]

[UGH.

He is just turning on his heel and walking away from Sholmes. YOU CAN'T CATCH ME, DRUNK AVATAR OF MY GAY THOUGHTS!!!!]

[greatdeduction]

Oh, yes, running away. Taking a leaf from my book now.

[EXHAUSTED SIGH and now he's coming after him, although a bit. Stumbly.]

Whatever you're going to do is just going to make it worse, you know, you utter fool.

[winebar]

[JUST WALKING FASTLY.]

I'm not going to do anything. I neither need nor want to act on these urges with you or anyone else.

[LET ME GO BACK INTO MY CLOSET.]

[greatdeduction]

"Urges"? Oh, please. They're there! Can't stay blind forever.

[WALKING DRUNKENLY FASTER AFTER HIM]

So what are you going to do? You're a human being with wants and desires, not a machine. Acknowledge that!

[winebar]

How I live my life is none of your business, Sholmes. You have no call to concern yourself with me!

[LEAVE ME ALONE I'M NOT YOUR FRIEND!!!!!!!!!!]

[greatdeduction]

I was a part of that mess of a curse too, you know!

[WHAT IS HE, CHOPPED LIVER]

Ugh. [And he's stopping....and then stumbling backwards onto the ground.] Ow. You really are impossible.

[winebar]

[....

Ugh indeed. He stops. And comes back to this idiot on the ground.]

Did you hurt yourself?

[greatdeduction]

[yeah let him die here.]

Probably bruised my tailbone. Ow. [And just leaning forward.] Oh, whatever. This whole mess makes my head spin.

[winebar]

[Closes his fucking eyes and holds out a hand.]

What do you want from me, Sholmes?

[greatdeduction]

[OPEN YOUR SPECIAL EYES]

[But he takes that hand, shakily.]

...I don't know. Just not...whatever this dramatic act is. At least treat me like a human being instead of some great frightening threat to run away from.

[winebar]

[HE HAS NORMAL EYES. They are very pretty though. He pulls Sholmes back onto his feet and doesn't let go of him though he's holding his hand at like... a distance. Like his arm is a leash.]

I will return to how I have acted towards you in the past once I have done away with the events of the past few days... You need to give me some time.

[greatdeduction]

...

[He just. Squeezes his grip. Just for a moment.]

You say that like it is easy. [Now he's frowning, sadly, looking away to the side.] Take it to task not to destroy yourself over this.

[winebar]

I have lived for ten years taking care to not let my emotions dominate me. This is nothing I can't handle.

[SAID AS IF HIS SADNESS AND HURT DIDN'T COMPLETELY CHANGE HIM AS A PERSON. Anyway he is leading Sholmes out of the maze. We need to get you inside so you can lie down, you mess.]

[greatdeduction]

You do realize "broodiness" is an emotion, yes? That is very much an emotion that's completely dominated you.

[But sure, he's being pulled out of this maze. Lead the way, broody man.]

[winebar]

... Things have been much worse. "Broodiness" still allows me to do my work.

[greatdeduction]

"Broodiness" makes you blind. It's one thing to be level-headed, and another to have your head buried so deep in a cave you don't think light exists.

[winebar]

[This one cuts him deep, because he thinks of Klint, how he failed to see it, the truth, for years and years. He couldn't bring himself to even consider it.]

Love makes you even blinder. I don't need to build up such connections to people. And besides, I am not going to stand here taking advice from a drunk.