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Okay so I had a thought and I wanna pick your brain- dual-wielding broadswords. Someone with SOLDIER strength could totally pull it off! Or do you think it would be too awkward to swing around? Momentum's a problem...
I'm thinking of testing it out with steel pipes. If you hear anything from the cargo bay, don't worry about it.
Hey do you think we should ask Aerith if she wants to make some kind of cuddle schedule? Because I thought about going to visit her and realized a) seriously, what time is it, and b) what if you were already there? I mean if I was with Aerith I sure as hell wouldn't be picking up phone calls from you. Especially not in the middle of the night.
By the way don't try to substitute pipes for broadswords. The weight's not bad but seriously, no grip at all. That poor wall.
[ Perks of being on the same ship: Aerith can leave presents for her boyfriends when she knows they're definitely not there. Left on Cloud's bed is a wrapped up package with a series of presents inside: a soft toy; a set of workout gear with absolutely nothing silly written on it that definitely matches Zack's; some chocolate in various heart shapes and sizes; a small bouquet of yellow flowers wrapped up in a purple ribbon; some photos of the two of them in frames and, at the bottom, a letter. ]
[Cloud absolutely does not leave his room until he's sure it doesn't look like he's shed a few tears over this letter, because he absolutely did. He also folds it back up and tucks it underneath his pillow, puts that little toy on the corner of his bed and eats half that chocolate before shoving it into the nightstand he keeps the yellow flowers on.
...then takes the letter out and reads through it a couple more times.]
[ Whenever Cloud goes for a shower and reaches for his shampoo, he's probably not going to realize that the liquid is different and his hair is going to be a lovely shade of pink.
[ It's been a little while since she spent the night with Cloud, so Aerith changes into some sleepwear - one of Zack's shirts and something like a pair of shorts - before she walks over to his door and knocks, happily. ]
[Is this what it's like to get all excited for a sleepover with friends??? Camping out with everybody was never like this, even when they all had to bundle up in the same blankets.]
Yeah, c'mon in, [Cloud calls, wrestling with the fitted sheet on his mattress. Stupid corners...]
[DAMN IT. Between going down to the planet's surface and hiding away in his room, Cloud's managed to give Zack the slip but even after all the washings, his hair is still a very pastel-looking pink.
Time for a hat. Cue Cloud calling,] Uhhh, one sec! [as he tries desperately to stuff his hair under this...weird knit cap he'd picked up at that abandoned station he and Zack had sparred in. Even pulling it down to his ears, there's still the faint fuzz of it at the back of his neck...but maybe Zack won't notice. He'll be looking down at Cloud after all...] Okay okay, coming. [Opens the door. ........casually.] ......hey, 'sup.
[A bike mysteriously appears in the cargo bay of the Bloodsport, the same shitty style as the food delivery bikes from the planet, but cleaned up, reassembled, and painted darker colours so it's a lot less ugly than it used to be. There are keys in the ignition and it runs with a smooth, steady purr, every part polished like new and well cared for.
There is no note and no explanation, but it's obviously there to stay.]
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did you kill Sephiroth?
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Took some doing, but it's done. For good, this time.
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Okay so I had a thought and I wanna pick your brain- dual-wielding broadswords. Someone with SOLDIER strength could totally pull it off! Or do you think it would be too awkward to swing around? Momentum's a problem...
I'm thinking of testing it out with steel pipes. If you hear anything from the cargo bay, don't worry about it.
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By the way don't try to substitute pipes for broadswords. The weight's not bad but seriously, no grip at all. That poor wall.
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Just don't tell Aerith!
Anyway, later.
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Let's go on a date!
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Cloud! Are you here?
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Yeah, c'mon in, [Cloud calls, wrestling with the fitted sheet on his mattress. Stupid corners...]
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hey let's see some pink hair and pretend i wasn't a lazy shit
Hey Cloud, you around?
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Time for a hat. Cue Cloud calling,] Uhhh, one sec! [as he tries desperately to stuff his hair under this...weird knit cap he'd picked up at that abandoned station he and Zack had sparred in. Even pulling it down to his ears, there's still the faint fuzz of it at the back of his neck...but maybe Zack won't notice. He'll be looking down at Cloud after all...] Okay okay, coming. [Opens the door. ........casually.] ......hey, 'sup.
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There is no note and no explanation, but it's obviously there to stay.]
super late reaction.....
Is this from...? Oh man if this is from that guy...
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