May. 10th, 2013

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Getting him back was easy after the ordeal in the other car. Robin basically just slings the elf over his shoulder and walks the short way to his club, like carrying an unconscious person around is a perfectly normal and semi-fashionable thing to do.

Which, to be fair, it might be. Around here, anyway.

The club itself is this little place tucked up between some other crumbling buildings, in about as good a shape as anything you'll find around there. The inside is in various stages of being-built and down-for-the-day, not that Nel will be conscious to see any of it. Robin heads straight upstairs, where the dressing rooms are. There are two doors just for him--technically both offices by name, though one contains actual work and the other is more a resting place where the only "work" he does is of a more physical nature.

Nel gets brought to that one. It's plain, still--a little room with a bed and a desk and a chair and a small separate room for bath and sink--but he's gathered up a few things. There's a pile of papers her and there, a couple of books, odd trinkets that Robin has collected in the living tunnels... The bed is nowhere near as lavish as Tek's, of course, but it's still covered in blankets and pillows enough to be considered soft and comfortable.

That's where Nel will wake up. Robin didn't bother showering or anything like that. He's still got a hole right through his clothes where he was shot. What was more important to him was curling up next to Nel and wrapping a protective arm around him so that he can feel when he wakes up.

Nevermind that he fell asleep pretty soon himself. Sleeping next to people always does that.

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