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[livewiththisdisgrace]

[Of all the places to come back to life, Clive's spawned on the roof. Sans clothes.

The place has been kind enough to give him a sheet and a pack of cigarettes, though, so he's not complaining. He'll just be casually smoking with a sheet draped around him unless someone happens upon him.]

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[sassy_gay_anton]

Yoo-hoo!

[Guess who has spotted him and it skipping over as fast as a man can skip while wearing a fluffy snow coat?]

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[He doesn't even look up.]

No. Go away.

[sassy_gay_anton]

You're very naked right now. Aren't you cold?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

No.

[He hunches up under the sheet, taking a long drag of his cigarette.]

...unless you've brought Hershel, you can fuck right off.

[sassy_gay_anton]

Which Hershel are we referring to~? I know a few.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

The one who's ruler of this place.

[sassy_gay_anton]

He's rather rude, isn't he? I confess to avoiding him when I can.

[That means "Recently I tried to shag him and he said no".]

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Then fuck off. He's the only person I want to see right now.

[sassy_gay_anton]

That's very rude too! You're not as nice as the older Clive!

[Hmph!]

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Yeah, well, I never claimed to be polite. Particularly when I've not long been dead.

So just... either go get him or just go, but either way you can leave me alone.

[sassy_gay_anton]

Well, I was going to tell him you aren't where he's looking for you, but I don't think I will now.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

...do what you like.

[He flicks his cigarette butt off the roof and immediately goes for another one, staring into his lap.]

[sassy_gay_anton]

I will!

[Turns on his heels to storm away.]

[cuteandclever]

{Clove wanders up onto the roof, not exactly eager at the change, but attempting learn her way around so as to not get lost.}

Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't know there was someone up here...

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[He's still not terribly enthusiastic about anyone but Monocle, but he can at least tolerate her. Especially since he's assuming she's another Clara.]

...it's okay. You can stay, if you like.

[cuteandclever]

Ah, okay...

{So she goes over to sit on the edge of the roof and look out.}

...If you don't mind my asking, why are you wearing a sheet?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[He glances down momentarily.]

...oh. This place didn't give me clothes when it brought me back to life.

[cuteandclever]

{She turns to look at him.}

You died?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Hershel killed me.

[What is context.]

[cuteandclever]

{She looks a bit incredulous.}

Really? Um... I'm sorry.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

...oh. Uh. I asked him to.

[cuteandclever]

Oh.
Uhm, why?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Long story. Too many Laytons like mine.

[He shrugs and lights a new cigarette.]

...Clara, I'm guessing?

[cuteandclever]

Clove, actually.

{She shrugs as well and turns back to the view.}

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Ahh.

...cigarette?