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"WHAT DO YOU think he meant by that?" Five asked, his voice slightly horse, almost worried about his future.
"Well, shouldn't you know?" Klaus asked back— which was a great point, since it is himself.
"Should you know about your- ...Okay." Five went to argue back at Klaus but gave up before he could even finish his comeback.
"Well," Klaus spoke and picked up his shot glass, causing the other two to do the same, "up your ass."
"Salud." Five said before making a weird face at Klaus's words.
"Okay then." Phoenix furrowed her eyebrows at the contrast of their personalities, as she downed the shot, feeling the burning shoot down her throat.
Phoenix set the glass down, and leaned her elbows on the bar again, savoring the pain that burned down her throat.
"Klaus, Phoenix," Five started, looking at each of them, "I've dedicated my entire life to stopping the apocalypse- Apocalypses, plural." he corrected before pausing, "And he tells me... That it's-it's what? It's meaningless?"
"Oh, well, I don't know anything-" Klaus got cut off, before he could fully respond.
"Maybe that's his way of saying not to become him, but..." Five sighed, giving up on trying to figure it out.
"Oh, you're really messed up about this, huh?" Klaus asked as Phoenix poured another shot into her glass.
Five sighed and looked down, "I've cheated time so much, I guess I just figured I'd somehow cheat death. But it turns out... I die a one-armed nightmare inside a bureaucratic hellscape of my own design."
"Spoil alert!" Klaus quipped as he chuckled, not phasing Five, since he was so concerned about his death.
Phoenix leaned forward, getting closer to the two, "So you, literally, saw yourself die, and now you're realizing how life is actually?" Phoenix asked, trying to confirm the story.
Five slightly shrugged and sighed, looking back over at the bottle that sat on the table.
"Not to mention the trashy tattoo." Five said as he began pull something out of his blazer.
