Crybadger continued

[notaccurate]

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[inspectormacarena]

[That excuse isn't making Luca look any better. Who even breaks into a person's hotel room with the hope that they won't wake up?]

Sooo sorry to disappoint, baby. [Excuse him for a sec, he needs to step back into the bathroom to put his gun away and grab a towel.]

[notaccurate]

Well, you look very tired.

[Which is true, and also part of why Luca hadn't wanted to wake him.

He will jeep talking while Cabanela does his thing, too.]

...I am tired too. And the door was open.

[Also true, technically. The door had opened itself, after all. ]

[inspectormacarena]

Was it reaaally? [It wasn't. He knows it wasn't, because he spent some time waiting for Luca. Even if he'd made the mistake of not closing it, he would've noticed immediately.

Also he's going to close that bathroom door now because he's going commando under his pants and that needs to be rectified the moment he's dried himself off. Thank god he left all his clothes beside the shower.]

[notaccurate]

[Instead of answering, Luca turns back to the screen, inspecting it to see if he can pry it off. Running away is one of his standbys, and it would serve him well right now.

But he can't seem to find an edge or a latch, and by the time he would have drawn an array to magic it away Cabanela would have been done in tthe bathroom.

Sighing in frustration, Luca gives up and settles into the big lumpy armchair that pretty much every hotel room has. This would be so much easier if Luca could just say 'you were right, I need help', but pride.

By the time Cabanela exits the bathroom, he will be able to find Luca in the chair, head tilted back and his face covered with his hands. His mutterings about 'this is all so stupid' and 'it can't be this difficult' are very audible, though. ]

Why can't it just- Ah.

[He will stop and peer at Cabanela from under the edge of his hands when he realizes Cabanela is done in the bathroom.]

[inspectormacarena]

[And here he is, in all his glory. This time he's clad in his underpants and black shirt, nothing else. He still fully intends to go to bed, so there's really no point in getting dressed further. His damp hair is rather messy from being ruffled by the towel and some stray locks are clinging to his forehead.

He drops some of his most prized belongings, such as gun, pocketwatch and money on the nightstand. Luca's a nice guy, but that doesn't change that he broke into a hotel room and lied about it. Cabanela would rather not get robbed, so he's keeping these things close.]

Sooo, are you staying for the night?

[notaccurate]

[That does make Luca frown a bit. Cabanelaplz 2 be wearing actual clothes kthnx]

If you don't intend on kicking me out for being strange.

[Swallow your pride, Luca. Just admit the truth instead of being stuck up about it.]

I, ah. suppose what I said before was not accurate.

They did not like my ID.

[Which isn't really that close to admitting he needs help, but. It's getting there.]

[inspectormacarena]

[These are actual clothes, geez. Cabanela's seen much worse things during his years at the police academy. Craaaazy times in the dorms. And really, is this worse than their shower encounter in the game? He doubts it.]

That's quiiite a difference from "all the rooms were full", baby. Better choose your words with a little more care, next time. [Buuut he's still not kicking Luca out. In fact, he's getting into bed himself.]

[notaccurate]

[That was also a very different situation too, where Luca had been hoping for a different result.

He at least has enough presence of mind to look sheepish at that comment, though. ]

Yes, of course.

[ If there is only one bed, Luca will try his best to get comfortable in the chair. If there are two, though, he will gladly take over the other one. ]

[inspectormacarena]

[Alas, there's only one bed. It's big enough for two people, but Cabanela knows better than to make any kind of offers. He doesn't want Luca to get the wrong idea- Not after everything that's happened.]

Feel free to use the shower if you neeed it. [Also, heads up because one of the spare pillows is being tossed towards Luca's lap.]

[notaccurate]

[Maybe someday soon, when Luca is done being upset over everything. Even if he has mixed feelings right now, he still thinks Cabanela is very attractive. And he's going on five days without sharing a bed with someone, which is a long time for him. So. Maybe someday soon, but not yet.

He does need a shower, but he will save that for when he wakes up. Which isn't far off, truthfully, because even with the pillow that chair is very uncomfortable and he tosses and turns for several hours, alternating between asleep and awake, before he finally gives up and goes to shower too.

So yes, long shower get. And if Cabanela isn't up yet, then Luca's eventual yelp of surprise as he stumbles out of the bathroom in a panic (fully dressed after his shower, because that's how he is ) might do the trick.]

[inspectormacarena]

[He's not sure what did it; either it was the shower he himself took or it's the reassurance that Luca is safe and not wandering the streets at night. Either way, Cabanela had dozed off within three minutes and was out like a light. Bruce had told him not to sleep for a crazy amount of time and instead just wake up every so often for a break. Cabanela had had some intent to follow that advice, but only if he could actually bring himself to rouse from slumber.

'Lo and behold, Luca's yelp does just that. He wakes with a start and sits up, blurry gaze shooting across the room. What is happen]

What?!

[notaccurate]

It- There is-

[There is a loud noise coming from the bathroom. Specifically, it's the exhaust fan, which Luca had inadvertently turned on while messing around with the light switches.

Luca has plastered himself to the wall opposite of the bathroom door, and he is pointing frantically at it.]

I don't know what it is, but something is broken!

[Not "I broke something," but "something is broken".]

[inspectormacarena]

[... Jesus Christ Luca...

He'll just move himself out of bed, hobble over to the bathroom and flick the switch off again. Tadaaah.]

... Did I fix it?

[notaccurate]

[Well now he feels ridiculous. But instead of just being embarrassed at missing such an obvious thing, he's going to start complaining about it.]

Why in the world is there a switch that just makes noise? What is the point to that?!

[inspectormacarena]

[Truthfully, discovering the many 'common' modern technology things that Luca is unfamiliar with is kind of amusing. He knows he shouldn't laugh- it's not Luca's fault, but... Hah.]

It doesn't just make noise, baby. It's ventilaaation. Some people like to take such long, hot showers that the vapor needs a helping hand getting out of here.

[notaccurate]

[The laughter makes him flush with embarrassment. ]

It is not as though I have never seen water vapor before. We do boil water. But a winow was sufficient for ventilation.

[grump grump grump]

[inspectormacarena]

[Awww, don't worry, Luca. He's not laughing that hard. Mostly because he just woke up and his voice wouldn't allow it.

And wow, he knows that you know what vapor is, man. He's just sayin' it's gotta go somewhere.]

I think you'll find that hotels around here neeever have bathrooms with windows. Doesn't work in the architectural sense, baby.

[notaccurate]

Bathrooms indoors are a change from what I am used to in the first place.

[It is a good change, though. It's one that Luca definitely wants to bring back to his time, along with hot showers. ]

My apologies for waking you, though.

[inspectormacarena]

It's fiiine, baby. Next time, don't play with switches when I'm not around to keep watch.

[He doesn't even want to know what would happen if Luca came across a garbage disposal. Seriously, he does not.]

[notaccurate]

[ Oh come on he wouldn't stick his hand in one probably.

But with Cabanela awake, plans can be made. ]

You are planning on returning home right away, yes? So there is not much time for you to 'keep an eye on me'.

[inspectormacarena]

[Maybe not his hand, no, but possibly other things that shouldn't go into a garbage disposal.]

I'm nooot sure how I feel about leaving you without a hotelroom, baby. [Technically he could just get this sorted out at the front desk and leave the room in Luca's hands for a few more days, though. Technically.]

[notaccurate]

[Luca scoffs at that, but his protests aren't as vocal as they were yesterday. Being proven wrong over and over is tempering his pride a bit. ]

There must be a hostel in this city, yes? If so, I can try to make arrangements there.

...though admittedly, finding one may prove difficult in such a large city. I am still not quite sure how anyone is supposed to find anything here, I still have not even located the subway. With unlimited time tgat would not be am issue, but neither of us have that luxury.

[inspectormacarena]

If our badger host's words are to be believed, we dooo have that luxury. Whether we take his word for it is a whole other question.

[Which was the biggest contributor to Cabanela wanting to leave the city as soon as possible. The other reason is that he's itching to go back and settle things with the Manipulator. He's been waiting for five years already.

But he still doesn't feel comfortable leaving Luca all alone. All the others from the 'game' are probably gone by now as well.]

[notaccurate]

I'm not so sure I believe him, honestly. He lied about quite a few things.

[Then again, that was a game of liars, so.]

In any case, a delayed return on my part can be rectified if I bring back some kind of knowledge that would improve life in the past, so while I do not have forever, I can spare a few days or weeks.

Do you have that luxury? I wouldn't want to keep you waiting.

[inspectormacarena]

[Oh no, Luca, don't say things like that. Don't remind him the badger is a filthy stinkin' liar. He wants to believe it'll be like nothing happened when he goes back. If he really has been gone for five days... Well.]

Iiif my return is delayed, I might as well not show my face back home at all, baby. What's a few more extra days out of town if I was already gone for the most important one?