<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">“You read my mind you darling man. Yes a shot would be good, or two or three.” With a wink to the other as he watch the shots being poured out. It was about time they had a little something more to drink. No one really had to know that Sephiroth and him had already had a little bit to drink upstairs. The idea was to just get weirdly wasted and forget that he had died.  <br/>
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Shifting his slender ass to the the seat he sat down looking at the new comers whom he had not seen before. He shock his head and realized he had been so rude. “Where are my manors? The ladies I know but I have not meet you boys yet. I'm Freddie Mercury. I was a musical god on earth. I died… a horrid death and now I'm stuck here. So we should drink to being stuck in this lovely hotel…. That is going to be our homes for a long long time?” That still did not make sense to him. If he was in heaven or hell or stuck. What were they doing there? Maybe the others knew? Maybe Sepiroth got answers? Either way he was still so confused and trying to make the best of it with a smile on his face.  <br/>
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Freddie spoke up when he heard the man speak of his family. “I miss my loved ones. My Mary, she was the love of my life. We were best friends in the end… so close, she was very good to me in my final days… then my Jim.” Oh Jim? That is right he had a lover on earth before he died. Now he cheated on the other with Sepiroth, but did it matter here? Till death do you part right? “Boys now now. Lets not get angry… we are all friends here.” Freddie said trying to defuse the moment with words.<br/>
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Looking to Nalia he whispered a little. “He may be dead, he may not remember yet. He thinks he is on a mission. Sebbie is maybe just dead and not realize it yet.” Freddie wasn't sure himself but he figured if he himself was slowly coming into to grips with what happened to him maybe the other was as well.  <br/>
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When he finally saw the man return he downed his shot and got up suddenly almost skipping over to him. “Come come… new friends. Right?” The singer paused as he raised a brow looking to the taller one. There was something a little off. “You didn't get your answer? I'm sorry love. Have a shot? Yes? You said we were going to sing together? They put the machine away… so we take a shot… I play… we sing?” In Freddie's head nothing could break this magical moment, yes he left his earth life behind but he was starting to make such wonder friends in the hotel. “Come… you need a shot. Pour a shot for the large man.” Walking him over to the table. “Here… take my seat. I'm more entertaining on my feet.”  </span>