Bring me your enemies [OPEN]

[neme_morifacias]

Characters: Sephiroth Crescent and OPEN
Content: Sephiroth is tuning up his plane, though feel free to make him wander the ship too.
Setting: The hangar
Time: Night
Warnings: Language, maybe. Also, LJ isn't sending me notifs till about 8 hours later, if that, so feel free to IM me/shoot me an e-mail if you are waiting for a tag! <3

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[thewarisover]

The hangar deck, Roy had learned, was a nice place to unwind and kick around whenever he wanted to be alone. His room had sort of become an impromptu gathering place for any soldier who felt like he or she had needed company as of late, and given recent events, he really did not feel up to playing Daddy or Big Brother to whoever dropped in.

The alchemist slipped into the hangar with a canister of alcohol at hand and a pack of cigarettes in the other, still spiffily decked out in uniform but looking like he needed a break.

[neme_morifacias]

"Your presence is good enough, Major. Drink or smoke is not needed," Sephiroth said, smirking lightly.

[thewarisover]

"Well, that's good to know. Some people don't share your opinion," Roy drawled, suddenly remembering Itou.

[neme_morifacias]

"Some people just don't appreciate certain things," Sephiroth shrugged.

[thewarisover]

"That's very true."

Roy finished off his cigarette and hopped off the crate that he had perched himself upon.

"...All right, I think I've taken off for long enough. See you around, sir," the alchemist said, with a wave over his shoulder as he turned away.

[neme_morifacias]

"Have a good night," Sephiroth answered back.