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Been a bit of a rough one, actually. Got into a little trouble, had to get some blood put back in me. All's good though.

All right? Have a nice new year's?

Whoa. I read 'trouble', 'blood', and 'good' there. What happened?

Busy, Conrad's was surprisingly busy.

A pub busy on New Year's? Never could've guessed.

Ah it wasn't a big deal. Just a little fight is all. Nothin to worry about, love. I'm fine.

No one at all. Though I was hoping to see a familiar face or two.

Uh-huh. Little fights don't involve getting your blood replaced.

I wanted to come, I did, but like I said, bit of a rough one. Didn't want you to worry is all. Still all banged up, you know. I'd rather you remember the strikingly handsome man you've grown accustomed to rather than the swollen ruffian. It's not a good look, if we're being honest.

Do you need someone t'come over and look over your battle wounds?

Or deliver ice cream?

...Actually now that you mention it, I could use a little bit of both if you're willing to.

If ya give me twenty minutes I'll stop on by.

A right angel, you are.

If you say so, love. I'll be by soon.

[In about twenty minutes she's knocking on his door with a box of his favorite ice cream. It's about home she give him the other half of his present. ]

[ When Sarah arrives at Rudy's flat, it's Rudy Too who answers, told by his somewhat meeker demeanor and the warmth of his smile upon seeing her. He steps politely aside to let her through, only straining a little and holding his side. ]

I'm so glad t'see ya, Sarah. Really, I am. Rudy One's been poutin' and laid up the last couple a' days.... Not sure what he wants t'say, but... I'll make sure you're not left in the dark. He's in the bedroom.

[ Rudy Too smiles and leads her over to Rudy's bedroom where he is indeed laying on the bed, his face still somewhat swollen over his eye and lip and covered in dark yellow-green bruises. ]

That you, Sarah?

[Sarah's a bit surprised to see it's Rudy Too who answers, but nods her head in turn. Her eyes fall to where his hand lays on his side. Shit, did he get fucked up too?]

I'm glad t'see you too. Here, let me drop this counter to put away in the freezer later. [The box is a little heavy, but she won't make Rudy Too do it. If he's hurt she won't be a bitch and order him to put it away.

After leaving the box on the counter she follows him to Rudy's room. She manages to stop and look at Rudy's face. Shit! He got the crap kicked out of him.]

Yeah, love. It's me. [She carefully approaches his bed and sits on the edge of it.]

Do ya want ice or a compress?

[ Rudy smiles up at her ]

Nah. Been puttin' ice on me face for a few days now. Startin' to feel like I belong in the freezer.

[ He laughs a little and sits up. There's a bit of fresh scarring on his left earlobe, but he doesn't mention it. ]

Guess ya can see why I haven't called ya. No point in seein' me all banged and bruised like this. Not very sexy, I'd imagine.

[She can see that scar on his earlobe, but won't say anything. They can talk about it later. right now is a time to offer some comfort.]

Then maybe I should've brought you coffee instead of ice cream.

[A weak attempt at a joke. Something he'll hopefully appreciate.]

Well...when you're healed up, you'll be twice as sexy. Battle scars and shit. But.. [She reaches out to rest her hand on his shoulder, rubbing it up and down in a light fashion.]

Do you need anythin'?

[ Rudy laughs a little and pulls her hand from his arm to kiss. ]

The company's nice, but I suppose I could do with some of that ice cream, frozen head or not.

[ He pauses and frowns a little. ]

How come ya came, anyway? Not like I'm laid up with a broken leg or anythin'.

You sure? I don't want ya t'freeze t'death or start makin' your bed in the small freezer you got.

[The question took her by surprise, but she shrugs her shoulders. Her hand wanders away from his lips to lightly trace the other side of his face.]

Don't tell me you forgot. I told you I'd get you ice cream and booze for Christmas. Got you the latter, needed to get the former...and ...I wanted t'make sure you weren't too injured.

T'be honest, I think I did. I think I was just happy to have anythin' from ya at all. Christmas is a funny time.

[ He winces a little when her fingers come into contact with some of the more sensitive bruises. ]

I'll be fine. Just... bit of a run-in with a brute, that's all. Big arse of a brute but still...

[ Rudy sighs a little and slumps his shoulders. ]

Though... after this, I probably should probably say... when I said the other Rudy was part of me... I may have neglected t'mention he wasn't the only one.

I'm glad it made ya happy. You...sort of did the same to me--when you got me a present that is. I wasn't expecting it, but..glad I was able t'spend the holiday wit you.

[She pulls her hand back, deciding it wouldn't do them any good if he got any more bruises thanks to her.]

Who was it anyway and what caused it?

[And pretty soon her question is answered.]

...Are you tellin' me, you got your arse kicked by...another you? I mean..Rudy oo is nice..so..what the hell?

[ Rudy nods, feeling a bit too embarrassed by it to look her in the eye anymore. ]

He's... another part of me. Bloody psychopath, he is. Got a bit of an obsessive personality... and he's violent, too. [ He points to his ear. ] Bastard cut me friggin' earlobe off. Lucky he just did that. I've seen him remove noses and whole ears n' shit...

Me mate from back home... Alisha. She's gone. He was a bit obsessed with her, see, and... well, havin' her gone just wasn't what he'd wanted. Asked me where she was. I didn't know. So he thought he could force the answers outta me. Can't tell him what I don't know.

[ He looks back to her, a pained expression on his face. ]

I just don't want him hurtin' you.

[Sarah stays quiet, even pulling back once Rudy stops making eye contact with her. Even with their similar backgrounds she wonders why it's hard for him to look at it.

Her throat feels dry hearing his story. This other Rudy remained her too much of Helena. What both of them were capable of. Helena wasn't violent...she was crazy from years of abuse and brain washing.

Maybe it's time for her to start carrying a gun again. Or a knife. Or both.]

I can take of m'self, love. Managed to survive this long...but I'll be more careful.

Just... you know. If ya see me out... actin' strangely... don't approach me, yeah? I mean, y'know how the two of us act, right? Well, or are startin' to... Course, ya might get lucky and have him not want anythin' t'do with ya. Hard to say. Weird taste, him.

Whereas I... [ Rudy splits into a smile again and grabs Sarah round the waist, pulling her close to him. ] I've got fine taste if I say so meself. Lovely lady. Kind. Brings me ice cream. What more could a man need?

[Hopefully if she ever comes in contact with the other Rudy, she'll have a gun drawn and ready to shoot. Maybe not to kill, but she knows where else could she could aim if she has to.]

I'll keep that in mind, love.

[Sarah lets out a weak chuckle as she's pulled into him, leaning in to give him a light kiss.]

I think you're missing a few things. I bring you booze, a bunny, weed and on the occasion, a great shag.

You bring me loads of delectable little treats. Part of why I like ya.

[ He kisses her back and he grabs hold of her backside. ]

You haven't got to go to work or anythin' just yet, have you? Be more than happy t'share some of my ice cream with ya.

Just part of the reason you like me? What's the other?

[There's a shake of her head causing her bangs to fall in front of her face. She carefully tucks a few strands away.]

Don't haveta go anywhere for a bit. Not workin' tonight so I can stay and let you eat your ice cream.

Loads of other reasons. For instance, you've got very lovely eyes. And a pretty little smile. All that and, [ He playfully swats her bum and grins. ] You have got a fantastic little arse there.

[Compliments are always fun, even more so when they're followed up by a slap to her ass. She chuckles, shaking her head at him.]

Glad to know my arse ranks so high to you.

I'm a man of refined taste, I'll have you know. Just any old arse won't do, and yours is a lovely one.

[ He smiles warmly and laughs. ]

Now I believe you'd said something about ice cream?

Well, must say, yours isn't have bad either, love.

[Teasing, but he has a nice body. The tattoos are a nice touch too.]

Alright, alright. I'll go 'em. Just one for now, yeah? I got you a big enough box for you and Rudy Too to...well, share.

[She'll slip off his bed to go grab one ice cream treat and maybe check on Rudy Too.]

See? A right angel.

[ When she leaves the bedroom, Rudy Too is sat at the kitchen table with a newspaper open, scrolling through help wanted ads. He looks up and smiles at Sarah when he sees her. ]

How's it goin' in there? Bit worse for wear, but I think he'll be all right.

Love, the more you call me that, the more I might want t'prove I'm the devil!

[Spoken over her shoulder as she leaves.

Seeing Rudy Too with a newspaper...it's a little odd, simply because she's never seen Rudy with one. But, eh.]

It's goin' well. You okay? If he took a beatin' did you... [Suffer the same? She left the question in the air, heading to the freezer to grab a ice cream.]

Want one? got enough t'split between you two.

Me? Oh, no, not really. He just threw me around a bit. Bruised a rib. Seen worse, to be honest.

[ He perks up when she offers him an ice cream and he nods. ]

Thank you. I'd love one. Y'didn't hafta bring any for me, but I thank you just the same. Oh... and if y'don't mind my asking...[ He drops his voice and waves her over. ] Everythin' all right with you two? I mean... with me here.. it's not weird or anythin' is it? I can leave.

It shouldn't have gotten that far. [More to herself than to him.

She grabs two ice creams, one for him and the other for Rudy.]

Figured you might need somethin' t'snack on or somethin'. Hm? [She comes closer, placing both ice creams on the table, nudging one towards him.]

We're okay, but don't leave. Mate..[Sarah looks at him dead on.] I can handle multiples of other people around me. Usually it's me seeing other version of meself. Seein' another cute face, it ain't bad.

[ Rudy Too looks a bit bashful at her compliment and gratefully takes his ice cream. ]

You're sweet. Thank you. Nice t'be treated like a proper person for once.

Not as sweet as ya think I am.

[Shrugs] How else am I suppose t'treat ya?

[ He stares a second and plays with the wrapper of his ice cream. ]

Dunno. Like he does, I suppose. Like I'm.. not. I don't think he thinks I'm really a person of me own. [ He shakes his head and smiles, shooing her off back in the direction of the bedroom. ] Well go on, then. Off you go. Have fun, you two.

You're sitting' in front of me, talkin' t'me. Sounds like you are your own person. Just...don't go batshit crazy. Hate havin' t'deal wit those types.

[She takes the other ice cream to head back to Rudy's room, but before she goes she whispers something to him.]

If ya want t'talk, text me.

No. That's the other one, but I'll keep it in mind.

[ Rudy Too smiles to himself. Interesting.

Rudy, on the other hand, has a somewhat concerned look on his face when Sarah returns. ]

Everythin' all right, love?

Mmhmm, I was thinking and trying t'see who had it worse. You or Rudy Too. [She presents him his ice cream, waiting for him to take it before climbing into his bed to sit beside him.]

Now you got me worried about you. Do you have anythin' t'protect wit?

Not really. [ He takes his ice cream and happily tears into it and taking a lick off of it before offering some to her. ] Don't usually need to. One of me mates says he's gonna teach me somethin' but... bah, who knows how that'll go?

[ He cocks his head and frowns. ]

You worried 'bout me or somethin'?

[She shakes her head at the offer of ice cream, preferring to place her hand on his. She doesn't want to risk leaning on him in case that'll aggravate anything.]

Just worried, like I said. I don't want t'find you.. [Dead, maimed, disembodied...]

Wit' broken limbs.

[ He looks confused for a moment, looking to her hand and then up to her. Who doesn't want ice cream? Oh well, more for him. Her words bring his expression down. ]

Ah see, I shouldn'tve said anythin' about him. Shit, I knew this was a bad idea.

[It's kind of hard for her to have an appetite after someone's told her there's a....psycho version of her friend running around.]

No, no. It's good that you told me. I know I have to be careful now. [And find a gun shop...]

If you didn't tell me, I'd be more pissed with you than anything.

I talked to me mate Sirius... said he's been locked up. But.. who knows for how long, really? I mean, it's all fine now, but... might not be forever, y'know? [ Rudy shrugs and leans back on one hand, happily enjoying his ice cream. ] Don't worry, love... It'll be fine, I promise.

[Well if that Rudy is a psycho then being in prison won't stop him. Some how he'll get out.]

Yeah, I know.

[She turns to look at him with worry still etched on her face.]

easier said than done, but I'll try, love.

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