This is a lone Tiphy RP; with a few non important others present in the very beginning. But they fizzle out and go away after a short time so it's all good. Read up on the Tiphy goodness. ^-^

Tiph Nightshade: ::Tiph strode in on silent feet, platform boot encased, the rest of her clad in the usual sable armored ShinRa issue suit. She took notice of nothing and no one, quietly walking to her hammock, hanging empty in it's corner, long whisps of sienna tresses flowing in her wake::

CerosTheReploid: ::A reploid under the Hammock woke up, wiping the mess of hydraulic fluid off his face:: ...unh... ... ::he looked up to see someone approaching... he remained silent.::

Tiph Nightshade: [] What were you doing under my hammock? o.o []

CerosTheReploid: I wandered into a corner and deactivated for a bit... ::sitting up, a few drops of hyraulic fluid rolling down his face::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She shrugged, not sure if she was being directly spoken to or not.. a wave of her hand dismissed him and she flopped tiredly down into it, arms dangling off to either side, legs crossed over each other in front of her as she stared up, unseeing, at the dirty ceiling.. thinking just then of how much she despised this place::

ChibiRyu65: ::wobbles over to Tiph Nightshade and looks at her::

Tiph Nightshade: ::Wobbled over to and looked at::

ChibiRyu65: ^-^

Tiph Nightshade: ::She turned onto her side slowly and peered at the.. little person staring at her, those curiously glowing eyes radiating their toxins at a furious pace.. Her face bore stark non expression, and a casual hand tucked an errant strand of chestnut behind one ear::

ChibiRyu65: yew otay Tiph Nightshade?

Tiph Nightshade: I'm fine little one.. ::She quirked a brow, confused as to what could possibly have aroused the queery, and even moreso, how he knew her name.. but she shrugged, and turning slowly back onto her back again, resumed her midnless staring at the ceiling::

ChibiRyu65: ::sits down next tew Tiph Nightshade::

Tiph Nightshade: ::Sat next to..::

ChibiRyu65: umm... Tiph Nightshade why do you stare at the wall?

Tiph Nightshade: ::She looked at the person invading her personal space, more perplexed by him than annoyed for now, and arched up a thin brow in interest, that smooth, almost cold tone rising up from her delicate throat:: You sit next to me because...? I was.. staring at the ceiling.. for the record.. and why, well, there's not much else to do in here really..

ChibiRyu65: oh ok

ChibiRyu65: *pokes Tiph Nightshade* you bored?

Tiph Nightshade: ::Using her feet as an anchor, she shoved herself roughly into a seated position, no longer carelessly lounging in her hanging haven. Poked, she turned a now amused expression to him and smirked:: Quite.. yourself? ::She crossed her arms slowly over her chest, somewhat marring the view of the silver shinra logo that adorned the center of her suit::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She dangled perfectly toned legs over the side of the hammock, the ties of which were taut, with her scant weight and that of another as well.. After a moment's consideration she pulled her right leg back up and set the foot on the hammock's edge, lacing her arms around the respective knee slowly, that starkly black tattoo striking against the ivory backdrop of her pallid skin::

Tiph Nightshade: ::The continual mentioning of drinks only took a matter of time before her taste for vodka was awakened, after a very long sleep.. and she rose to her feet and walked to the bar, with an unearthly fluidity, set on fishing out the finest bottle of vodka that there was to be found.. a feat which she had been known to deftly accomplish many a time in the past::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She vaulted neatly up and over the bar's counter, landing soundlessly on the balls of her feet, legs bent, and crouched near to the ground.. not that the force of such a small jump had placed her there, no no.. rathter, she was positioning herself in the optimial place to search for her drink.. Greedy eyes poured over the contents of the lower shelves behind the bar.. She never once bothered to give the matter of whether or not there was a bartender around any thought.. resolved to serving herself, as she had been for quite some time now..::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She emerged again, her treasure in one hand, the other playing over the collection of shot glasses in search of one that was actually clean.. An intense stare was paid every possibility, and she sighed many a time, disappointed, rolling her eyes and tossing one glass which had a dead roach in the bottom, over her shoulder::

Tiph Nightshade: Disgusting.. ::She muttered, and gave up on the glass thing. She wasn't that opposed to drinking straight from the bottle anyway, not like she was going to share or anything. She eased herself up onto the counter, slid her shapely ass across it, and hopped down to her feet again.. an amused little thought about what else had been touching the counter.. and Tiphy's ass no doubt improved it.::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She made her way back to her hammock in the silence that characterized her this night, those eerily glowing alien oculars brooding in mood and mein, dark and disturbed in a way. Privately she worried about her beloved, but showed no signs of emotion whatsoever on her delicately featured face::

Tiph Nightshade: ::A quiet sigh and she seated herself again, the bottle of vodka on her lap. She had the top off quickly and held it to lucious lips, wrapping themselves around the neck. She tipped her head back and took a large gulp of the harsh liquid, having missed the slight burn as it slid over her tongue and down her throat::

Tiph Nightshade: ::The vodka could only taste better in one instance.. that being if she had Darrian her to share it with, or better yet.. to be cuddled in his lap and have it all to herself.. so what if Tiphy was stingy with her liquor.. Needless to say, she missed him, as she always did, and every now and then, shot a glance to her wedding band, it's platinum and gold shining on her ring finger, next to the ruby engagement ring::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She sighed so softly it was almost inaudible, finishing off the entire bottle of her vodka, a contradiction in itself, as the cool liquid burned it's harshly paved way down her throat. She tossed the empty bottle aside, not even flinching as it shattered against the wall behind her. She thought nothing of making the mess, for soon enough some underpaid barmaid would clean it up.. as was her job. Always having been one to take her job seriously, she still was in most respects, even though her employer as well as the paid position and entire company had been destroyed on a far away and forgotten planet.. And so similar thoughts of duty were shed upon the bar and it's employees. Just because they paid someone to clean the place didn't necessarily justify her making the mess, but she didn't really care to rationalize it any further.::

Tiph Nightshade: ::She had had all of this that she could possibly take this evening, and besides all that, she missed Darrian too much now to stay away any longer. Rising from her perch in her cozy hammock, she stood deliberately slowly, running smoothing hands down over her sides in slight preparation for her "unusual" exit. She slipped glowing pools closed, the lushly lashed lids sweeping down to conceal the sapphire depths of complexities for a moment, and her lips began to move slightly, her dulcet tone echoing faintly as she chanted something alien and hypnotic. The eerie syllables sped over her lips increasingly quickly until she had reached the completion of her verse, upon which she went strangely silent, and her eyes snapped open. A cleansing obsidian flame erupted from the floorboards beneath her feet and crept up to consume her; back arched and head thrown back as the fire licked at her skin and left a void of any matter in it's wake. Tiphareth had simply melted into and vanished within the sable inferno, snickering to herself as her disembodied life force rocketed through space, and back home::

If this exit confused anyone, she's not hurt, and she didn't actually burn in the traditional sense, so don't trip.