<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Freddie was kind of a big deal on earth, even years after his death he was considered a Rock God. The phrase the humans used to describe the singer could easily be mistaken by another race of creatures. This did not mean the singer was weak, he had studied boxing in school and was very light on his feet. If the two were to fight in combat he may not survive but he would put up a good fight. Then what? Would Freddie die again? Double death? None of this was a concern to the beautiful man, he had no clue what the other was thinking. All he knew is that his new friend was delightful to be around.  <br/>
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The two little cats settled down on the large bed as if they owned it, which didn't bother Freddie at all. When they all were alive on earth he was used to them getting their own ways, even running the show there. As he walked to the full length mirror he ran his hands down his body and nodded. “Yes, I am going to stay in this forum. At least for a while. Yes, yes.” Running his fingers over his bare lip it was different to be younger again. No mustache, it was such a big part of his life for so long. It's not like he couldn’t switch back if he wanted to right?<br/>
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“Freddie to Seddiepoop… come in Seddiepoop.” The singer sang out watching the man space out a moment. “Dress, dress… we need to go mingle. Plus we should double check on the girls. We did leave them hanging, I am sure they think you have cut me in half by now right?” Stating his own worries he glided over to the man and put a finger under his chin as he leaned in kissing him gently. His lips brushing against the others softly. “Maybe we can run into others? Oh other dead people… or aliens… or soldiers like you! Just think of whom we could meet. I love meeting people. Dress dress...”, Freddie ran over to the leather jacket on floor and yanked out his hotel key for later.  <br/>
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Sitting on the bed with a bounce just for the fun of it he leaned down picking up his sneakers and slipping them back on. “Don't forget the sword thing. Wait idea.” Jumping off the bed he picked up the leather jacket and slipped it on as he stuffed a few of the small mini bar bottles into the pockets. “There, now you can drink me down?” Teasing a little as he clapped his hands. “Dress dress!!! Please!!!” </span>