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Jim's been out in the forge all night, working on a Thing. He left in the morning, took a walk in the grounds and then went upstairs for a swim. Now he's down by the bar. He's tired. He's distracted. He's...still not getting anywhere with Bar letting him out of here.

'I already promised you I won't kill her.'

A napkin appears, which he reads and crumples in his fist (though he can't exactly argue with what it said).

'You know I could just tell Mycroft, and he'd do it for me? And I haven't. Let me out.'

Another napkin. More quiet rage. Jim sucks a breath in through his nose, and stretches his neck 'til it pops. But he (almost) sounds polite when he appears to give in, and sits down.

'Let me see some kyber crystals then.'

This, Bar will apparently oblige with, though they're as small as Galen said they'd be. And they come with an obligatory sandwich and glass of water, because even when denying him what he wants, Bar will apparently make sure people get fed.

[OOC: catch him anywhere (other than swimming, unless you have access to his room somehow). I may be occasionally sporadic due to work, but here for hours and this is open for a good few days. :)]

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Nope, Jim isn't getting away that easily. For the moment, he ignores Buster jumping around like a lunatic and follows Jim back to the bar. He was going to do this properly, and drag Jim's ass outside before doing this, but fine. He winds back and launches his fist straight into Jim's face the second he's close enough.

And would you look at that, it seems like Wilford's able to afford that gym membership again.

He doesn't even wait for Jim to hit the ground before taking Buster to the other side of the room to check on him. He doesn't seem older, but Wilford's not an expert. All he knows is that the dog should be somewhere between one and two years. How the vet came to the conclusion he did, Wilford has no idea.

"What the fuck was he thinking?"

Jesus Christ, the world is going to end, and it's all Jim's fault.

Jim does not care if the world ends. He doesn't care about anything except someone who isn't here. He doesn't care about getting hit in the face, or being dazed on the floor, or the explosion of pain over his cheekbone, or the blood in his mouth.

He just spits it out, gets up, and leans on the bar in an attempt to make the world stop spinning. It doesn't, but he doesn't care about that either.

Wilford doesn't care about Jim right now, so at least they're even. He does, however, care about catching the glint of a security badge, and everything that goes along with it. He can't take the dog home though, and doesn't exactly want to leave him with Jim right now, since the idiot clearly doesn't know anything about anything.

There is a backup though, so Wilford stands and quickly leads Buster toward the stairs, so they can go hide out in his room for a while.