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[xtra_shades]

[Weird place, this other Template City. Rude is in his room, sitting up in a chair, pondering...well, nothing aside from the music he's hearing. Sometimes it alternates from a song the Tifa he knew best liked to play, to cool, laid back type of song. He makes no mention of hearing them, but does feel that maybe a drink and some sparring of sorts

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[powersoul]

How are you doing?

[xtra_shades]

[Ah, it's Tifa...]

Fine...I keep hearing music.

[nolassiezfaire]

Are you afflicted too?

[xtra_shades]

[Nods]

[nolassiezfaire]

How does yours go?

[xtra_shades]

Not bad.

[silenced_turk]

[Rude appears before his double on the second level, fairly sure that he's hearing the same things that his doppleganger is. This Rude has a look on his face that is sort of akin to someone asking a question, though he stays silent for a while, trying to find the words to ask if his double would like to get some drinks and maybe do some sparring.]

...you too?

[xtra_shades]

[Slight nod]

[silenced_turk]

[Rude nods in return, and mulls some things over in his head for a little bit, clearing his throat some before finding his voice again.]

...drinks sometime?

[xtra_shades]

[Stands]

Now sounds fine.