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The Lylat Luxury Hotel: Part 3


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Zeke had noticed a change in Patrick's expression.  "What's on your mind?", he asked.

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"Oh, its nothing," Patrick said half-heartedly. He was obviously lying, since he tried to smile but ended up making a sort of half grin/snarl. I haven't seen Angel in so long, I hope she's still okay, Patrick thought while setting the burger down. Wishing to change the subject, Patrick said, "Oh, um, did you get a hold of Gearhart yet?"

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"Yeah", Zeke replied, still suspicious of his friend's behavior.  "I told him we were here.  Is there any reason you know of that would bring him down like that?", Zeke asked, totally clueless.

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"I'm not sure," Patrick replied, too busy thinking about Angel to put two-and-two together. "Maybe he just needs some extra time to get ready. Where was he anyway?" Patrick then recalled Zeke being at the bar. "And what were you doing at the bar? I didn't know you drank."

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"Yeah, I'm trying to break that habit", Zeke joked.  "Gearhart was drinking and smoking his troubles away last night.  That's all I remember though."

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"Troubles?" Patrick questioned as he tried to pick his brain for useful tid-bits he might have picked up a while ago. "Last time I talked to him he seemed fine. Did he tell you about them?" Patrick asked, his voice filling with concern.

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"Nope, he didn't say a thing", Zeke replied, now concerned.

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Now, what would Angel do if she were here? Patrick thought, thinking about how nice she was to everyone all the time. She'd probably go look for Gearhart or try to contact him again. Man, I miss her. Patrick felt a tear start to form in his eye, but he blinked it away. "Well, if you guys could excuse me for a moment," Patrick said as he got up and away from the booth. He slipped a few credits toward the waiter, covering the tip, he continued, "I'll go find Gearhart. My guess would be his in his room. Nice visiting with you all." Patrick said poliety and headed down the hall.

He came back in a few seconds with his old nervous expression back. "Um, could one of you guys show me his room again? I still don't know where it is," Patrick admitted, rather embarrased.

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"Sure, I'll accompany you too.", Zeke said, trying not to mention the tear still going down Patrick's face.  "His newest room was 112", Zeke said as they continued to the room.

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"Ah. Thanks." Patrick followed Zeke down another corridor and thought of happy times with Angel, trying not to feel too bad.

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Gearhart looked at his bottle of pills. No, I need to learn to not use them. Train my body. he thought as he walked back to his bed and laid down, waiting for Nel to return.

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As they reached the room, Zeke was slightly reluctant to knock.  "You wanna knock?", Zeke asked Patrick.

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Crap... He thought as he heard the two outside. Well, at least Arashikage isn't there...

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"Fine, I'll knock", Zeke thought, after losing sight of Patrick.  *knocks*

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Gearhart paused a moment. He sighed and got up, his wounds on his abs and chest still present and opened the door, with a fake smile that looked real on his face. "What's up guys?" He asked in a pleasant tone.

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Zeke jumped back immediately after seeing the wounds on Gearhart's abdomen.  "What the hell happened to you!?", Zeke asked in a wavering tone, still visibly shaken.

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Gearhart looked down at his wound. "Oh, it looks like I'm hurt!" He said, as it most likely a lie. "It hasn't been affecting me to much I guess. Probably happened last night."

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Zeke, obviously not phased by the lie, continues, "Gearhart, you're lying through your teeth, and it's pretty obvious.  If you want to talk, I'm always here, but otherwise, stop being a shut in, get those wounds looked at, and for my sake, go eat something."

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"look, i'll be fine. I will get it looked at. Is there something you wanted?"

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"I just wanted to make sure you were ok........especially after last night.", Zeke admitted. 

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Gearhart quirked in confusion. "I thought you didn't remember last night?" He asked.

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"How would you know that?", Zeke questioned.  "It partially came back to me, up to where I saw you sitting at the bar.  Everything is blank after that."

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"You txt'd me." He said while pulling out his phone (Remember?! :D). "Look, if you want, you can come into my room so we can talk while I patch myself up." He offered while losing his smile.

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"Oh...yeah...I got it", Zeke said, slowly remembering.  "Sure, if you don't mind", Zeke said as he stepped in.  "A bottle of whiskey will do that to ya", he laughed.

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Gearhart closed the door while offering a seat to Zeke. He got out some supplies and started wrapping up his chest. "I just can't be around Arashikage right now. I was horrible to him all that time ago." He said, his depressed tone coming back.

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