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[ open ] Storms draw something out of us that calm seas don’t
Who: Cloud Strife & You
Status: Open
Where: Various
What: Catch all if needed; questboard things mainly
Warnings: TBA
🌩️ Seahorse Midwife
🌩️ Unconventional Couture
🌩️ Latte Love Story
🌩️ Wildcard
Status: Open
Where: Various
What: Catch all if needed; questboard things mainly
Warnings: TBA
🌩️ Seahorse Midwife
[ Thankfully after the first time being around the seahorses with Tifa, the creatures aren't as keen to knock Cloud over. They are, by far, less rambunctious. But maybe that's because Cloud has been coming as often as he can slip away to check up on them. Maybe to feed them, but don't tell anyone if you had managed to catch him in the act.
Either way, Cloud is here today like any other. Too bad that today is going to be much different than the others. Being requested to help the seahorses give birth.
Well he is standing there with a look about him like a vacant chocobo. Excuse him what? He is supposed to what?
Please save this dumbfoundedboy man. ]
Either way, Cloud is here today like any other. Too bad that today is going to be much different than the others. Being requested to help the seahorses give birth.
Well he is standing there with a look about him like a vacant chocobo. Excuse him what? He is supposed to what?
Please save this dumbfounded
🌩️ Unconventional Couture
Not happening.
[ Meaning that Cloud is standing there, with his hands across his chest. Going undercover is one thing. Cloud will gladly go undercover to deal with illegal trade and whatever. The issue here it is starting to look like a situation that he had gotten himself into years ago. Aerith had been there to help him at the time and both she and Tifa had been witnesses to the results.
It had been downright embarrassing the first time. Now they want him to what again? Dress in gowns yet again? Cloud is about ready to walk out that door instead of deal with this. Again.
In a brothel. Again. ]
[ Meaning that Cloud is standing there, with his hands across his chest. Going undercover is one thing. Cloud will gladly go undercover to deal with illegal trade and whatever. The issue here it is starting to look like a situation that he had gotten himself into years ago. Aerith had been there to help him at the time and both she and Tifa had been witnesses to the results.
It had been downright embarrassing the first time. Now they want him to what again? Dress in gowns yet again? Cloud is about ready to walk out that door instead of deal with this. Again.
In a brothel. Again. ]
🌩️ Latte Love Story
[ Cloud's already got his hands full here. There's a man in the gondola. Shouting. Clearly drunk on something but Cloud isn't really paying attention to the full story here. Rather, the blonde stands with his finger pressed firmly between his eyes. It's as if he's trying to will away a potential headache - evaluating on whether or not this is really something he wants to deal with right now.
The problem is that the man is trying to stand. And he's not steady on his feet. So that means that the boat is rocking and there's the potential for the man to just up and fall out of it. ]
Cut it out. You're going to fall and then you'll really be sorry.
The problem is that the man is trying to stand. And he's not steady on his feet. So that means that the boat is rocking and there's the potential for the man to just up and fall out of it. ]
Cut it out. You're going to fall and then you'll really be sorry.
🌩️ Wildcard
[ My plotting comment can be found here! If you'd like to do something with Cloud then by all means go ahead and hit me up. I'm happy to write closed starters or just go with something you feel like throwing at me. Also would be happy to do the headless pumpkin if anyone is interested. Otherwise, Cloud will be avoiding ships as much as possible. So he can be found loitering around on any of the leviathans. ]
Latte Love Story
Ah! E-easy, sir, please sit down!
[Such brave, very authority, wow. But really, she is concerned for him sake, and for the gondolier who's trying to keep her own footing and resist the urge to wack the crooning lush. Cloud's bespectacled beat partner turns to him.]
Should we go over to them, or...?
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We probably should. Can't just leave them there like that.
[ And take the guy to detox or whatever. ]
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[A tentative nod, before trying to straighten herself up as she walks closer to the docks.]
S-sir, this is your last warning! Please sit down, o-or we'll have to take you escort you off the boat!
no subject
[ So the woman next to him can just. Fuss all she wants. Cloud is already making his way down into the gondola proper. ]
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[She wants to explain that the warning might make the lush sit down at least, but oh, they’re moving. Welp! She’ll follow Cloud then, maybe focus on making sure the gondolier disembarks safely while Cloud handles the drunkard.]
Th-there, are you okay, ma’am?
no subject
He manages the drunk. Drops down into the gondola and starts to splash water in the guy's face. ]