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[urbandev]

It's going to be hours before I feel clean again. So tired. Fine. At least it's over.

Anita? I'll be -- well, I'm sure you'll figure it out. Don't worry about clean up. I really don't want you to bother yourself.

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

Maybe you can. [Oh he knows what Reeve means, and starts putting away the kit and cleaning things up.]

But you need to put some pants on.

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

[Completely against his will, Reeve smiles. Just a bit.]

Pants would be nice. [Stands, keeping the towel around his hips and going to the bedroom. Manages to get changed.]

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

{Cloud finishes cleaning up, makes sure the coffee pot is rinsed out, and ready for the next brew.]

Think you can manage the walk or do yu want to ride?

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

[Reeve emerges, dressed in his normal outfit. He checked -- all her weapons and some of her clothes are gone.]

Do you mind?

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

No, I don't.

[He shrugs, the Lestat-picked shirt clinging to his chest and shoulders with the motion.] Zack's gone and I don't feel like being alone.

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Oh. [Shit.] I'm sorry, Cloud.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

I expected him to leave sooner or later. [Everyone leaves after a while as his philosophy.] C'mon, let's mosey.

[urbandev.livejournal.com]

[That gets a smile. How can it not?] I believe I'm receiving marching orders.

[He lets Cloud lead the way out.]