[RL with Zechs, Tyki and Rufus]

[clockmaster]

Hakuba shivered, the weather wasn't any better now than when he left Gaia a few days ago. He nearly killed himself driving the iced road, he still needs more driving lessons. The detective couldn't use the flying broom, he gave it to that demon woman, Trish, anticipating that Elphaba would not mind. He imagined that the witch would symphatize with another woman who was being hunted like her, and, after all, the broom will fly back to it's original owner if something goes wrong. If not, he would just have to deal with another psychopathic friend.

The boy realy hoped that all was going well on the Ark...Tyki was really alive, and he remembered Zechs and the community. Such a relief. Hakuba was still worried and a bit scared, but damn him if he was going to left that kind of emotions to take control. Hakuba was in front of Zechs's door now, he had the keys of the apartmen, but he hesitated. Zechs was less than joyful when he prevented him to go to his lover's side for the second time. Knowing that trying to trying to delay the inevitable was useless, he opened the door carefully.

"Zechs?"

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Zechs' lips pursed, his expression still rather strained, but much calmer than it had been. He was folding all of his anger and frustration internally again. In a way, it was because the worst outcome to his decision hadn't really happened yet. Once they got to the hospital - or perhaps once they were in a vehicle alone - he would find out what the Noah would say to him.

He resisted the urge to quip something back at Rufus, but he had a lot he wanted to say. How about, "I could probably buy your damned hospital if I wanted to," or perhaps, "Would you care to commandeer my journal while you're at it?" But he restrained himself again, admirably. He hoped someone noticed the effort he was putting into this. Instead, he merely said, in a somewhat flat voice, "Very well. Your hospitality is appreciated, President."

He glared at Hakuba's tea and stood, ready to brace Tyki if he needed it. "No thank you, Detective. We should be going. However ... " Zechs examined Tyki's state of dress. "Perhaps it is best you would change, Tyki."

His eyes snapped towards the unopened bottle of X-Potion. Not bothering to shield his anger, he snapped, "And for God's sake, are you some manner of masochist? Drink the damned potion."