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paixaorpg2006-04-18 08:22 pm
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Entry tags:
- cid highwind,
- cid's shop,
- completed,
- olette,
- reno,
- rikku,
- roxas,
- rude
Oh God Oh God We're All Gonna Die? [Completed]
Character(s): Cid, Roxas, and anyone else who wants to join
Content: Cid andhis adopted son Roxas are out getting medicine when Anti attacks.
Setting: The area near Cid's shop.
Time: Saturday Morning
Warnings: Alot of gore, most likely.
Goddamn kids. What did he look like a freakin' babysitter?
Ah-AhCHOO!
Cid glanced down at a sniffling Roxas, who had somehow managed to catch a rather nasty cold since he started working for the pilot four days ago. The old man was unfortunately out of medicine and had to go get some, but Roxas insisted he come along. He'd taken the medicine but it hadn't kicked in yet, and now the two were walking back to the store.
Sighing, Cid put his hand on the boy's shoulder, steadying the young 'uns gait as they continued walking. But as they neared the square that their shop was located, something seemed off.
The streets were usually crowded with people, especially at this hour--while it was early morning, it wasn't an obscene hour... He glanced around, raising an eyebrow as he noticed many of the shops were still marked as closed.
Then he heard the screaming.
He tightened his grip on Roxas's shoulder, pulling him closer and then opening a door to one of the shops. Cid pushed the boy in and stuck his head in the door, whispering fiercely, "Y'keep your skinny ass in here, y'hear? Don't come out until I tell you to, got it?"
Content: Cid and
Setting: The area near Cid's shop.
Time: Saturday Morning
Warnings: Alot of gore, most likely.
Goddamn kids. What did he look like a freakin' babysitter?
Ah-AhCHOO!
Cid glanced down at a sniffling Roxas, who had somehow managed to catch a rather nasty cold since he started working for the pilot four days ago. The old man was unfortunately out of medicine and had to go get some, but Roxas insisted he come along. He'd taken the medicine but it hadn't kicked in yet, and now the two were walking back to the store.
Sighing, Cid put his hand on the boy's shoulder, steadying the young 'uns gait as they continued walking. But as they neared the square that their shop was located, something seemed off.
The streets were usually crowded with people, especially at this hour--while it was early morning, it wasn't an obscene hour... He glanced around, raising an eyebrow as he noticed many of the shops were still marked as closed.
Then he heard the screaming.
He tightened his grip on Roxas's shoulder, pulling him closer and then opening a door to one of the shops. Cid pushed the boy in and stuck his head in the door, whispering fiercely, "Y'keep your skinny ass in here, y'hear? Don't come out until I tell you to, got it?"
no subject
It'd been already a day now and no lead - except for that one where some kid wanted $5 in exchange, but the information had only turned out to be said kid's old ass geezer of a neighbor. So in all, it hadn't counted.
The part where Reno made a nasty fool of himself not listening to Rude and taking action first in finding out the hard way also didn't count either.Reno merely wished the brat a horrible life.
"So, Rude. Who do you like now, yo?" The redhead asked in attempt to liven things up as they walked uninterestedly down the cobblestone road. This search hadn't turned out to be fun at all, boring Reno out of his mind.
To make things worst, their Electronic devices were still drying up from getting thrown into the fountain - long story - and therefore couldn't
keep flirting with sexy babes on itcontact the Boss or know where the hell everyone was at.But the one good thing was that Reno got his Electro Mag Rod back!
Yo, sometimes little things had to be taken as miracles in boring foreign places, ok?
no subject
Rude was grumbling as he fretted over his journal - he hadn't even gotten to play with it yet before once again Reno got him into deep shit. First that thrilling chase with the silver-haired kid and the insanity that had followed, and now this.
Chewing the inside of his cheek as he tried to fix the little device, Rude did a slight double-take at Reno, as if he hadn't realized he'd been spoken to. "Hn...oh. Uh. ..." Shrug. Since when'd he become the event planner? Was a boring day indeed when even Reno was coming to him for ideas on entertainment.