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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?"
To Ham and Cheese Omlette
Roxas's face fell. What did she mean? She knew who he was. She was his best friend, of course she know who he was. But looking into Olette's eyes he saw nothing but confusing. How could she have forgotten him? He hadn't been gone that long...
He wanted to say something but couldn't. What was he supposed to say? I'm your best friend who you've forgotten about. Yeah, that would work.
But suddenly, her face brightened. "Oh! You're him... You're... you're... R... Ro..." Olette frowned.
"I'm... I'm Roxas, Olette," he said. "I'm Roxas. I... I mean, you know that, right? You and Pence and Hayner... you guys are my best friends." Roxas didn't know what else to say. "You... you didn't forget about me, did you? I mean..." He trailed off.