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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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[nolassiezfaire]

Are you afflicted too?

[xtra_shades]

[Nods]

[nolassiezfaire]

How does yours go?

[xtra_shades]

Not bad.

[nolassiezfaire]

How fortunate for you. [as if on cue, the claps in the ShinRa theme make him jump]

[xtra_shades]

[Sees this, feels for poor Rufus and nods slightly.]

[nolassiezfaire]

[regaining composure B| expression on his face] As I was saying ...

[xtra_shades]

[Stands at attention some, ready to hear what else Rufus might say. A job offer of sorts, maybe?]

[nolassiezfaire]

How fortunate for you that you have something that doesn't seem to have the wonderful effects as this.

[xtra_shades]

Yes, Sir.

[nolassiezfaire]

[there's that glare, summing up the other Rude]

[xtra_shades]

[Looks a lot like he does in this icon here]

Habit.

[nolassiezfaire]

Does your employer encourage such behavior?

[xtra_shades]

I don't have a set one.

[A preference of his own, really.]