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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.]

Comments

[monocle_layton]

No, I did not.

[Picks Clive up and cradles him close.]

How are your injuries?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

...gone.

[He leans into the hold, but doesn't stop smoking the cigarette he's on.]

[monocle_layton]

That is very good news.

[Carries him down the steps, seemingly not bothered about the smoke.]

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[Oh we're not going to be on the roof any more. Good, good, he was freezing his balls off up there.]

Yeah.

...the others are all gone, too.

[monocle_layton]

If you ever wanted more then you can make new ones. But for the moment you need rest. Somewhere warm.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

...s'okay. It's just... weird. Not having any scars.

[He leans his face into Monocle's chest.]

...I don't need to rest. I was dead. Can't get much more rested than that.

[monocle_layton]

Then what would you like?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

Just... time with you. For the moment.

[monocle_layton]

I can give you that.

[Places him down on a sofa.]

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[He finishes his cigarette and tosses the butt aside, reaching up towards Monocle.]

[monocle_layton]

[Monocle leans forward, for a change.]

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[Clive clings onto him.]

...'m not going to go back to him again. Ever.

[monocle_layton]

If only he would accept that.

[Strokes Clive's hair now that he can.]

But at least I know how you honestly feel in regards to the subject.

[livewiththisdisgrace]

[He nods and arches into the touch.]

...mmph. I feel... not tired, not like I could sleep. Just... lethargic.

[monocle_layton]

[Smirks.]

Because that's unusual for you, Clive?

[livewiththisdisgrace]

...usually I have energy, I'm just too lazy to do anything.