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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?"
CHARACTER EXIT, OMFG YES, FINALLY!
"Oh hell nah.. Yo, Rude, President's here man!" The red-head blurted out after what seemed like fifteen minutes in a corner, typing away like a tard with several chuckles every now and then - hey, a guy always had time to flirt, yo.
Closing the gadget shut with a click, the Turk finally hopped off the store's check counter, taking a moment to uselessly straighten his disheveled suit - probably just to impress - before beginning to make his way to the door; smoothly, calculatingly, halting in short distance from the blonde before even making it, feigning remembrance.
"Oh! Riiiiiiight. Here little missy~ I surely would dine with you this fine evening, yo, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do." Handing the device over with a wink, Reno then counted the seconds in his mind to linger his gaze with the other woman's, before adverting it back to Rude with a 'professional' cock of his head towards the door.
"We gotta jet, yo, President wants to see us."
Oh hell yes, smooth and fine in his business-like voice to impress the ladies. Damn he was hot, yo... ..Or well, until he was out the door.
Thankfully, no one saw that slight trip.
...Or did they.
[Omfg.. Sorry this took so long. D': It's half assed because I'm just DEAD TIRED OMFG. D': BUT YAY, THREAD CAN FINALLY CLOSE!]