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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?"
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Roxas shuddered involuntarily and felt even sicker. Something out there... His head pounded again but he ignored it. Something out there was affecting him almost the same way it had that day with Riku/Ansem. But it wasn't callingo out to him directly and it wasn't as strong. He ignored it. Having Olette there helped. She was familiar.
"When he does leave," Cid said quietly. "I'll start working on moving the bodies."
"Mr. Cid..." he started but wasn't sure what he really wanted to say. "You... you don't have to do that... Or... I mean... I... I can help..." He put on a determined face.