"Yeah, babe?"
"What the hell-"
"Don't hang up! it's the idiot who lived with you."
"…Rif, dammit, do you have any clue what time it is?!"
"2:05 am I believe, right? Look, sorry bout the early wakeup call, but I seem to have found myself in a jam."
"What just shattered?"
"That would be a bear bottle aimed at my head. Dove, I don't ask this often, and I swear I tried to wait in till dawn at least, but-"
"…Rif? Rif? Rif, are you still there?"
"Wholy shit. Ah… Pain…"
"What happened?!"
"God…ow…Blade, I'm afraid…Please…Come get me…"
"Where are you?"
"S-sector 3. In Midgar."
"So?"
"So…What darling?"
"Who are we after?"
"Hey, I got an idea-" Rif shrugged off his jacket, hanging it to dry near the heat vent. He pulled off his rain blotched sunglasses and ruffled out his shoulder length hair. Blade was frowning, dressed in fitting black, heat to toe. Rif thought she looked lovely, despite the plainness of her outfit. Her chocolate eyes, though she never had anything to do with mako, held a soft glow to them.
He felt his body melt inside, despite the cold that swallowed his body.
"Why don't I take this project on? Just me."
"Who is it Rif?" Blade demanded. He wished she would have just agreed with him.
"Some lame street kid who stole some money from the man."
"That's a lie. People like him don't hire mercenaries to kill street kids. That's what guards and bribed idiots are for."
Rif rubbed his eyes, walking across the room, towards the bathroom. "Why cant I take this project on?"
He stepped into the small, blue painted room, head down. Silently, he turned to the mirror to examine a cut his hair had been hiding. Blade stepped into the small room next to him.
"How did that happen?"
"Damn idiot thought I stole from him. Couldn't find his wallet."
Blade shook her head. "Sorry, that was my fault. Took it from him last night." She turned around to look for the bandages on the shelf.
"So who is it Rif?"
Rif bit his lip, looking into his own green eyes. "Why cant I just take this one alone?"
"Because I got the "gig". Besides, I'd be bored otherwise. So stop stalling and who the hell is it?"
She turned about again, looking at him. His eyes drew from the mirror to look at her.
"Cloud…Strife…"