Deck the halls with Phobias~

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Who: Cheshire and Gilbert, then later Vincent
Where The hallway
When: Dec. 21
Rating: pg-13 for possible language
Summary: Gil decides to take a walk to go see Oz, until he runs into Cheshire and past a wreath.
the Story:

To say the last few days were a surprise was an understatement. On the one hand Oz was back and he didn't have to worry about his master being safe for the time being. Then there was the negative hand...first was Cheshire (why the hell did he have to come here?) and then Vincent...who seemed to be staying in his room now too. Gil had thought about just going and curling up in a corner, but opted for a walk instead. Maybe he could go see Oz that would make his day better...a lot better.

Briskly walking down the new decorated halls, not sure what was going on with that, he really didn't pay much mind where he was going. His only focus was on the last of his cigarettes between his lips. If anyone wanted to get on his case about it he felt he deserved one after his week so far.

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Vincent righted himself, brushing himself off. He walked over to the discarded gun at his brother's feet and bent to retrieve it. He didn't hesitate, as he gently placed his free hand over Gilbert's own, slightly trembling hand, clenching the front of his shirt. He used great care in his actions, using gentle motions to softly pry Gilbert's fingers off the wrinkled fabric. He stepped closer, his eyes focused intensely on Gilbert's.

His usually harsh facial features had softened completely, and he squeezed Gilbert's hand slightly. "I'm fine, Gil." He said slowly, making sure Gilbert was listening. "See?" He shrugged, like it was nothing. "I saw what happened. Cheshire put you through quite a bit."

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Not moving he allowed his little brother to remove his hand from his shirt. Just staring back at his eyes with his own golden ones, as he tried to make sense of what had happened after he black out. Vincent's hand still over his hand, he raised his other to touch his cheek that seemed to burn with a light pain. Right, the cat had cut his face in it's panicking.

Gathering his attention again he looked to the blond. "Ah...where is he?" The fact the cat had touched him sent light chills through his body.

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"He fled as soon as he managed to cut the two of you loose." Vincent said, sighing. "But he managed to drag you around a bit first. That's why I thought to try and get you back to the room so you could rest. I'm sorry I startled you."

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"S-So...he's gone..." A hint of relief in his voice, before a sigh added it. The cat had given him one hell of a morning, maybe he should see Oz when he wasn't so freaked out still. "That would be why I'm sore then." His body aching slightly, stupid cat. Gil then looked down at his hand his brother still holding it.

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"Mm-hm." Vincent reinforced, nodding his head. Gilbert wasn't the only one happy to see the feline was gone. "He did throw you around quite carelessly." A hint of defensiveness slipped it's way into Vincent's voice, despite his efforts to keep the comment light-natured. "Perhaps you should get some rest. You still look quite flustered." And despite noting his brother's look, Vincent made no move to let go of his hand.

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Gil knew if his brother had seen all of it then Cheshire was going to be in more trouble now. Very few people seemed to annoy his brother that wasn't at least told they did so. "Stupid Chain." Relief in his voice then nodding to the blond. "I guess so..." Not wanting Oz to see him like this right now. Eyes still fixated on his hand in Vincent's. "Vincent..."