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Post by Cloud Strife on Nov 17, 2006 10:55:07 GMT -5
[_.Under a silent atmosphere the blond ex-SOLDIER made his way out of the place. Not before giving his friend, a pilot expert among other things, a glance, even after the other blond spoke. Maybe the other was right, but even then, dealing with his problems alone, was the better way out. As the light of the day showered him, he stopped at the entrance of the place he walked out of, " I will find you, and I will find my light.. " Head motioned slightly, agreeing with himself on this, after a second or so, the Bustersword wielder would leave the entrance.
Keeping his head somewhat lowered, his mind crowded him with thoughts, his features held no emotion. No expressions to paint his face, yet his eyes carried a tainted look, blond locks brushed against his forehead, as he walked. Walking under his own thoughts, own emotions, and guided by what he searches for. I will find you and end this.. Even if I never had the light in me, you won't cause darkness. His right hand clenched into a fist, one could hear the fabric of the glove squeak in very low sound. The loose cloth, danced back and forth, until he came to an end, of Hollow Bastion - the building everyone was in, or least those who weren't with Leon; Aerith.
" Hn.. " Hues were kept in the direction of the structure in front of him, dismissing any further thoughts. He turned on his heels, heading to opposite direction, for his way out of Hollow Bastion in search for Him._]
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Post by Squall Leonhart on Nov 17, 2006 14:33:52 GMT -5
What Cid had said did make sense, and for a moment it brought him a new sense of direction.
"Hold it, Cloud. You aren't about to run off gung-ho again, you're taking Cid with you."
With that said, the one known with the lion's heart proceeded to move past the spiked-haired male, not stopping as he concluded his statement.
"I'd like for Cid to check the routing for his network systems, first hand. You can be his escort, and in the meantime I'll take Yuffie, leaving Aeris and Merlin to watch over this place, while I take the opposite approach."
He stopped for a moment, but remained with his backside to Cloud.
"There should be someone there already, if my judgment is correct."
And, with that the SeeD elite gestured with a half-waving hand and began his way towards the lower regions of Hollow Bastion.
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Post by Cloud Strife on Nov 17, 2006 16:28:29 GMT -5
[_.Upon hearing the one in charge of this place, he stopped, head turned to other's direction. Head tilted some, as he waited for the other to explain himself for stopping the spiky haired male. Those words reached his ears, but didn't bother to object them, nor would, even with company he would do and solve his problems alone. " M`hm. " Head motioned, agreeing with Leon, but said nothing more then that simple sound, of agreement. Giving the male that passed by him a glance, he then made himself patient, waiting for further words. Folding his arms over the width of his chest, in silence, ridding his mind of thoughts as he listened to Leon. " Hn, " he adverted his gaze toward Cid, the aircraft and machinery expert, waiting for the other.
In any case, he waited for Cid to make his first move, putting his problems aside. If there was something to be fixed, first things would be helping his friends, his problems were second in the list. " Very well, we'll head out as soon as Cid wants. " With that said, the man with poisoned hues, returned to silence and waited.._]
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Post by Captain Cid A. Highwind on Nov 17, 2006 21:46:58 GMT -5
"... yeah, not like I had any plans or nothin' for the damn night," Cid growled to himself, as he glanced over toward Cloud. His own internal dialogue about another destroyed 'beer and pizza' night reverberated through his mind, causing him to tense his jaw before speaking to his assigned companion. "Well... all right... I got my maps with me..."
With that, he placed a hand down over one of the pockets of his cargo pants, reassuring himself that his GPS locator was within.
"C'mon, Martha," he shot over to the blonde, starting to walk toward one of the entrances to the utility conduits. From yet another pocket, he pulled a metal cylinder, about eighteen inches long. With the flick of a wrist, it elongated into a simple six foot long spear. "Let's get this show on the road..."
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Post by Cloud Strife on Nov 20, 2006 21:45:17 GMT -5
[_.He walked forward, passing by Cid, while the blond pilot spoke his usual groan talk, but it was Cid, alright. " Let's go, " the silent male, who prefer small talks, said under a breath. Asking for the other's attention, but it wasn't necessary, Cid was already moving and now wielded his trademark weapon of choice; a spear. Head nodded quietly, following the blond, Cloud didn't bother with much, there wasn't a need to, all he needed to do was provide Cid his help, pushing his problems aside. Once again. In fact he kept quiet all the while, it would be best to get things done at the other's pace, rather than his own. " Cid, " he glanced over to the other, his companion for this assignment, hoping the male's attention was drawn in his direction, " How are the others? " His question came under a soft tone, low yet loud enough for those words to reach Cid._]
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Post by Captain Cid A. Highwind on Nov 21, 2006 13:47:32 GMT -5
"The others? Didn't much figured you really cared, guy. You avoid most of them it seems, don't talk to 'em when they're around," he replied, his voice unusually quiet. After all, Cid was never much one for "feelings" related talks. In fact, it tended to down right emasculate him. "I'll give ya to socially polite answer, though, and tell ya that they're doin' all right. They're all alive anyway, ain't they?"
With that, Cid came to a stop in the middle of the street, kneeling down and looking at the metal hatch cover in the asphalt before him. After considering the barrier for a moment, he simply wedged the blade of his spear into the gap between the metal and street, prying it up until he was able to grab the edge of it with one of his gloved hands. Pulling the hatch open completely, he let the cover hit the street with a loud clank before looking down into the passage into the conduit below.
"I hate goin' down in these things..." the pilot said with a huff, moving to get onto the ladder and begin his downward climb. "Fuckin' underground dark spooky crap... Reminds me of that damn basement we found Sunshine in... bet he likes this kind of shit hole". Cid laughed to himself at his pet name for Vincent Valentine, before looking upward. "C'mon, Spike, I ain't gettin' any younger..."
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Post by Cloud Strife on Nov 27, 2006 16:48:48 GMT -5
[_.Features grew softer, upon listening, carefully to the words of the other blond, ahead. He walked a few steps behind, his pace was, slow, but walked almost alongside with Cid. He didn't turn his eyes to completely face the pilot, instead optics moved to the corners of his eyes, to glance at the male. Loose cloth, made its movements caused by his every step, every thud against the floor he walked on. " M'hm, " under a soft tone, the sound in agreement exited his lips for the other to hear, but resumed into silence. Keeping his head, and gaze lowered, avoiding to let his thoughts wrap him, into a thinking land.
As the other stopped in the middle of the street, he glanced at the blond, leaving him to his work. At least for now, seeing no need to help his friend to open the metal hatch, that would lead them into a sewers type of environment. Instead, his mind defeated, wandered into thoughts, to the early words of Cid, closing tainted optics while he struggled with the thoughts and ridding his mind of them all, for now. Hmph! Sephiroth.. I cannot let you steal their lights or anyone else's. You've done enough to bring darkness, and I will end it. Clank! The sound of the metallic circle echoed, snapping him from thoughts into reality, instantly blinking and shaking his head to put his attention upon the one leading him._]
[_.Roleplay to continue in Underground Utility Conduits._]
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Aerith Gainsborough
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Flower Merchant
"The secret is just up here. At least it should be. ...I feel it."
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Post by Aerith Gainsborough on Dec 8, 2006 16:10:19 GMT -5
<<.__.Light steps could be heard from the entrance of Hollow Bastion. A cloaked young woman just arrived, her slim figure creating a light shadow on the ground indicating that the sun was slowly begining to set in the east.
Raising the hood, the set of cloth then settled fashionably about her thin shoulders. This woman was none other than Aerith herself.
"Leon...Yuffie?" The voice would call out lightly, a letter lightly clasped in her hand, the emblem of a familiar signature that Leon knew well was signed onto it. Since Leon had gone and taken Aerith's place in patrol over Hollow Bastion, she figured that she would catch up with him sometime on this route.
A scene then slowly shifted to the back of Aerith's mind as Rinoa's words echoed, "Please - bring this to Squall, Aerith. Since I cannot attend to it currently."
It had been enough getting the letter here, but she wished more than anything to at least know that Cloud was safe and back within Hollow Bastion . . .
Shaking her head simply, Aerith decided to use her voice once more, only this time more forceful. "Hello...?! HEY! This is not funny." A frown emerged onto Aerith's lips. Being worried about Cloud was one thing, but not seeing anyone about the Hollow Bastion Reconstruction grounds was creepy.
Aerith would then wait patiently for an answer, hoping to catch sight of Yuffie and or Leon about the place. .__.>>
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