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[heavenlyfinale]

I guess it's around this time of year that everyone thinks of people they've lost. New years were always a time to think back on what you've got, and maybe what could have been, right?

A friend of mine once told me that it's proper to share a drink for the departed. Well, I've got a good bottle here... anyone want to share? I'll be on top of L'

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[failssassin]

[He smiles, even though it's small and almost sad]

I guess it's a good thing I put a ladder to the roof in the back.

[He pauses, knowing far too well that he shouldn't be saying this, but watching over a comatose Lucy is starting to take its toll on him]

Want some company?

[heavenlyfinale]

Your company would be great, Des.

[failssassin]

[His smile turns into a small smirk, his tone teasing]

You just want someone to help you down the ladder at the end of the night, don't you?

[He grabs his coat and scarf, as well as a blanket in case they get cold. It wouldn't be good if both the owner and the manager of the club get sick at the same time.]

Let me get something at the club and I'll meet you on the roof.

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[heavenlyfinale]

What can I say... you've discovered my devious plot, Des. Clearly I need your big strong arms to carry me down.

I'll see you soon then.

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[failssassin]

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[Desmond can't help the color from staining his cheeks at that. She's kidding, is she? Pushing all the mental pictures that single comment brought up in his mind, he nods as he heads out.]

Hahaha, okay, I'll try not to drop you down. [He's kidding, of course.]

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[Fifteen minutes after he had hung up, Desmond climbs the ladder at the back of his club, a full bottle of Jack Daniel's in his hand, the blanket he brought from home thrown over his shoulder. He could have scale the walls, but he doesn't feel like playing Assassin tonight. Just one night where he can forget about the end of the world, the Apple, Those Who Came Before and how he seriously fucked up his life in Somarium too after he woke up from his coma.

Walking over to Tifa, he sits down beside her]

I hope you didn't start without me?

[heavenlyfinale]

You're slow. I've already had two glasses. You're lucky it takes more than this though.

[She sets about pouring him a glass.]