[FIN] Trouble, Trouble, Trouble...

[BlackPidgeot]

Done with the conversation, Mr. Fabre clapped a hand on Yuri's shoulder before taking his leave. Leaving the dark haired man to stand there completely perplexed. After a moment, he looked back at Dove. Not sure what to say to her, he just took his things and started to leave as well.  

[Tori Honoo]

She watched as Mr. Fabre left, then turned her attention to Yuri, her face falling as he turned away from her and started to leave. After a few moment's hesitation, she stepped after him, reaching for and grabbing the loose fabric of his sleeve. "Wait..."

Releasing him, she clasped her hands together in front of her, unsure of her own actions. "Will you...come with me to see Luke again?" she asked, her head low. It was almost too much to go alone, now, though even if his answer was no, she would return to the hospital to wait.  

[BlackPidgeot]

Hearing her coming after him, Yuri paused, and turned when she grabbed his sleeve. Looking down at the girl, he then sighed.

"Are you sure you want to be around someone like me?"

No, he didn't blame her for how she felt. Not at all. He'd killed several people right in front of her eyes. He was a criminal. However, he knew how the wealthy types worked. They had a reputation to uphold. An image to keep intact. Not to mention she had admitted to being scared of him. Why continue that discomfort? Yuri would be fine to just go on his way and leave her alone. So then why was she asking him to come with her?  

[Tori Honoo]

She nodded immediately. Though the affirmation was small, she did want to be around him. She couldn't just forsake their friendship... he had saved her, and Luke, and though it had been terrible, they had both been victims, not the men he had slaughte-- stopped.

Yes, she was wealthy, and a large portion of her upbringing told her not to associate with types like him, especially not when a news broadcast looked so terrible anyway. However, she was no one here, and again, he had saved them. Surely someone would understand that, at base.

"Please..."

She wouldn't get through all of this alone, and Luke wouldn't be any comfort at all. Yuri really was the only one she could really talk to, though, even then, her experience was entirely different.  

[BlackPidgeot]

A small smile tugged at Yuri's lips when she nodded. "All right," he conceded. Besides, he wouldn't mind checking in on Luke, just to see how he was doing.

"Lead the way."  

[Tori Honoo]

She nodded again and obediently moved past him, leading him out of the prison and to Repede at the door. She paused a moment, looking back to him and swallowing hard. "Do you want to get cleaned up first...? The loft isn't too far from here and I... I can't imagine those clothes are...comfortable...."

And you have blood in your hair...

She shuddered visibly.  

[BlackPidgeot]

When they stepped outside, Repede was there instantly to greet them. The Growlithe running over and putting his paws on Yuri's leg, his tail wagging furiously.

"Hey Repede!" he said cheerfully, bending down to ruffle the dog's fur.

At Dove's offer though, he blinked and looked back up at her. Although really, it didn't take much consideration. Cause well... he looked a mess, and probably smelled terrible too. Even he liked to feel comfortable and be dressed somewhat decently.

"Yeah, probably shouldn't go there looking like this." ... Like... an escaped convict.  

[Tori Honoo]

She stopped in the doorway, a small weak smile escaping her at Repede's enthusiasm at Yuri's appearance. At least he was happy; she felt terrible for last night, her screams from the night terrorrs having woken not only the growlithe, but her own pokemon as well.

She watched then nodded sheepishly at Yuri's statement. "Come on, then..."  

[BlackPidgeot]

Getting up, Yuri followed Dove along with Repede. He hadn't even seen Doves place yet. This should be interesting. It was probably far grander than his own humble apartment.  

[Tori Honoo]

She led him through the town to the building that housed the loft, pausing to unlock the front door before she led him inside the lobby and up to her apartment. Pausing only a moment to dig for her key, she opened the door and made her way inside, setting her keys and back on a small, simple table by the door before shrugging out of her coat and releasing her pokemon into the room.

Sparky, as he appeared, immediately turned to survey the room, though his demeanor was sluggish, remained cautious and almost wary. He nodded in greeting to his trainer, then lay along the fireside to keep an eye on Yuri and Repede, careful not to rest his weight on his bandaged paw.

Lovey, on the other hand, stayed frozen on the plush rug in the center of the floor, eyeing Dove and Yuri suspiciously, as though the girl might break at any moment. When she didn't, the tiny eevee made padded over and pawed at her foot, silently urging the girl to lift her as she trained her eyes curiously on Yuri. After being informed by the typhlosion, the normal type was determined to oversee the comfort of her trainer and her fire type companion. Though she hadn't witnessed the kidnapping horror, she had seen enough of the girl's panic last night to fulfill a lifetime's worth of pity.

Holding Lovey close to her chest, Dove nodded in one direction. "There's a bath and guest room of sorts through there, if you'd like to use it..." Another nod in the opposite direction. "My room is just that way...Make yourself at home," she added timidly, setting her nose into the fur between Lovey's ears.  

[BlackPidgeot]

As they walked along, Dove's melancholy disposition was contrasted by Yuri's easy going one. When they arrived, he looked around the apartment, whistling lowly as he looked around. "Nice place," he remarked, and then saw the large Typhlosion as he appeared. "Hey big guy." Looked like Sparky had seen better days too.

Repede followed at Yuri's heels as he stepped further into the apartment. At the offered bath and room, he looked back at Dove with another small smile. "Thanks, I think I'll go take a shower." Cause he sure as hell needed one.  

[Tori Honoo]

The typhlosion huffed once at the man's greeting, then turned to start a fire in the fireplace to his side before laying his head down once more.

Dove offered a tiny, weak smile back. "There should be towels and products under the sink. Use whatever you'd like. I'm... going to run to town and grab lunch for us, I think...before we head to the hospital..." she told him, stroking Lovey's ears. "Sparky will stay with you... he needs to be out of that ball, but I don't want him to stress himself..."

At that, Sparky cracked an eye open to his mistress. More as though she wanted him to play watch dog, he thought, smirking to himself.  

[BlackPidgeot]

Yuri smirked lightly at the cold shoulder that Sparky gave him. At least the fire Pokemon wasn't staring him down suspiciously anymore. Given the go ahead to take his long awaited shower, the man headed in that direction as she announced that she was going out. He gave Dove a back handed wave as he went, "All right. See ya when you get back."

Repede watched his partner go, looked up at Dove, then trotted over toward the fireplace and flopped down on the carpet just feet from where Sparky had settled himself down.

Only a couple minutes later there would be the sound of running water as Yuri helped himself to that shower.  

[Tori Honoo]

--

Dove returned shortly, her purchases on her arms and Lovey at her heels. Letting herself back into the apartment, she cautiously crossed through the main living area into the kitchen, depositing a few bags onto the couch as she passed it-- new clothing, for Yuri, should he wish to wear something other than his prison issued uniform after his shower.

Laying the remaining bags on the counter, she began to prepare lunch, looking up to give the typhlosion a once over and check his status as Lovey toddled over to him and laid between he and Repede to warm herself.  

[BlackPidgeot]

Yuri had enjoyed a nice, long hot shower while Dove had been out. However, he'd still finished before she'd gotten back. With a towel around his shoulders, and his damp hair draping down his back, the man wore only his prison issued pants while inspecting his clothes.

The sash was okay, and he could probably salvage the pants. But the tunic and the shirt he was probably gonna have to toss. They had a couple nice rips in them and were spattered with blood. Man, what a waste. He'd definitely have to find replacements, and that could only be gotten back in Grande Ile. Kodo didn't exactly carry that style, unless he had it custom made. Which would probably be expensive.

Hearing Dove come back though, Yuri emerged from the room and back into the living area.