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[dudeinblue]

A silver haired man clad in a blue coat and leather pants walks discreetly through the lobby of the ShinRa building. Luckily for him, Rufus is the sort of man to wear a solid white suit to his own party, contrasting himself with the other people at the party. He watches as he heads towards the elevator and his eyes dart to a neon lit exit sign.

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[sexforbreakfast]

Dark grinned at Rufus and adjusted his own collar again, hopefully not getting it out of place like he usually did. His other hand held a half-empty glass of Scotch - pinky out, of course.

"Skylight is looking good," he commented. Perhaps the subject of the conversation was why Rufus was looking so sour.

[sexfordinner]

Krad landed far enough away from them on the roof to remain out of sight. He was waiting for the proper opportunity, and Vergil's appearance, to collect his prize. There was no need to get his own hands dirty.

[sexforbreakfast]

Dark saw Rufus fall out of the corner of his eye, and quickly whipped around, dropping his glass on the rooftop. He called his wings forth, ripping the back of his suit at the shoulders as they spread out, and called five feathers to his hand to attack.

"I'm afraid I'm a little busy," he sneered, holding the feathers in front of him. "I'd rather deal with you and stop my friend from bleeding first."