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[manythorned]

Rose runs into the bar today, not realizing where she is. Her hands and t-shirt are covered in blood, but by the looks of her, it isn't hers.

She frantically looks around, finally noticing where she's run to, for anyone who can help her. She doesn't relax all that much being here, in fact she seems more agitated by the minute. She'd leave and go back to her apartment where she'd be alone, but her hands... and the door handle... ew.

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[cottoncandypink]

Well, there's a situation Wilford's found himself in once or twice. He didn't expect to see it happening to someone else around here, for some reason.

"The hell happened to you?" He asks from a nearby table, where he's been having lunch and going over notes.

[manythorned]

She whips her head around to look at him, nervous as a deer caught in the headlights.

"I-- I don't know," she manages. "There was a man..."

[cottoncandypink]

Wilford looks at the mess she's in. "Doing what?" he asks, although he can guess what he's currently doing now. Or not doing, as the case may be.

Most people would probably go wash themselves off right now, so they don't make a big mess everywhere, but it doesn't seem like Rose is going to be doing that on her own. Before he somehow gets blamed for whatever this is, he gets up and waves her toward the kitchen, to get out of sight of people who might make a scene.

[manythorned]

"I don't remember," she whispers, following his suggestion into the kitchen.

Rose is still in a bit of shock. It's not the first time she's woken up like this, but it hasn't happened in a long time. She thought those days were over.

[cottoncandypink]

It's not the first time Wilford's heard that line, but he is inclined to actually believe it. Rose is a bit strange to begin with. Blacking out and murdering someone somehow doesn't seem like a surprising thing for her to do.

Wilford heads to one of the big, stainless steel sinks and turns the water on cold so she can start to clean up. There's a big bottle of blue soap next to the sink, which seems like it should work.

"Was he still there when you left?"

He's not going to say anything stupid, like how it's all going to be all right. Because it clearly isn't, and he doesn't see the point in lying about something like that.

[manythorned]

She shakes her head, putting her arms under the running water. Once most of the blood has been rinsed off, she then takes the soap and begins to scrub at her skin.

There's not a whole lot to be done about her shirt, though she's pretty sure Bar will give her a new one if she asks nicely.

[cottoncandypink]

Good. That's one problem taken care of, then. "What'd you do with him?"

She seems like she has the washing thing under control, so he doesn't offer help.

[manythorned]

"What?" She looks at him over her shoulder. "I was alone." Logically, she knows that's not really the case, but it's all she can offer right now.

[cottoncandypink]

"You just said there was a man." Wilford's not good at this 'shock' thing. He never has been. "But it sounds like you got rid of him, so it's probably no big deal."

He looks at the blood still on her shirt and sighs. It's going to make a big, sticky mess no matter what Rose does with it, so Wilford takes off his leather jacket and offers it over. "Here, I'll trade you."

Somehow, he feels like he might regret this.

[iprotectyou]

Bar gives Baze a blanket, and he's unsure what for until he sees Rose. He stands up from his settled place at the bar, and abandons his tea and plate of yellow chicken curry to cross over to her.

"Hello, Rose," he says, his voice soft and even, blanket folded over his arm. "Come into the kitchen with me so we can get you cleaned up."

[manythorned]

"Hi," she replies, a little too abruptly. "Baze. Okay." She takes a few steps toward him.

[iprotectyou]

Baze walks backwards towards the kitchen, spreading the blanket out before her.

"Bar gave me this for you. Can I put the blanket around your shoulders?"

[manythorned]

She follows slowly and shakes her head. "It'll just get... dirty."

[iprotectyou]

"There will always be other blankets. And Bar can clean this one. She's magic," Baze says gently. Still, he does fold the blanket over his arm again.

He shoulders open the double doors to the kitchen and heads towards the faucet, which he turns on to warm.

[manythorned]

Rose shrugs and heads for the faucet once inside the kitchen, her arms immediately being placed under the running water. Then she's just going to stand there for a minute or two and try to breathe.

[iprotectyou]

Baze leans against the counter and turns his head away, granting her a modicum of privacy. He's dying to ask what the hell happened, but she's obviously in shock, and asking might trigger something worse.

There's a blue soap bottle near the sink. He nudges that closer to her without looking directly at her.

[manythorned]

The blue of the bottle is sort of soothing, so she feels safe using it to wash up what blood hasn't been rinsed away by the water alone. Paper towels are, helpfully, nearby when she's finished.

"Thank you."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Rose? Do you need any help?" Guppy asks, coming over cautiously.

[manythorned]

She shakes her head vigorously. "No. No, don't touch me. I'm fine."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy doesn't come any closer.

"I won't touch. Do you want me to find you a female doctor?"

[manythorned]

That just panics her further. "Doctor? Why do I need a doctor. I don't want a doctor."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Okay." Guppy says gently. "I thought you might be hurt, because of all the blood. We have a shower in the infirmary if you want to get cleaned up."

[manythorned]

"I'm not hurt," she says quieter now. "It isn't mine."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Good." Guppy says.

He goes to the bar.

"Bar, can we get Rose a change of clothes, please?"

[manythorned]

Bar offers up some jeans and a green t-shirt. Rose reaches out to gather the clothes, then stops, seeing the state of her hands.

"I don't want to go to the infirmary."