Most Certainly Not Gaia... [active]

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Character(s): Cid Highwind, and anyone else who happens by
Content: Obligatory gate post, plus gratuitous swearing
Setting: Niflhiem Gate
Time: mid-morning
Warnings: Cid swears. A lot.


Most people's reaction to finding themselves waking up in a place that was most definitely not where they had gone to sleep would be to wonder if it wasn't all just some strange dream. These people were not Cid. Cid's reaction to waking up in a place was far simpler and far more emphatic as a stream of profanity split the air.

"Goddammit, Shera, I've told you before..." The sentence cut off abruptly as he finally realized that this was absolutely nowhere that he'd ever seen before. And considering that he'd traveled across the majority of the world during that mad dash after Sephiroth two years earlier that was saying something. And he was pretty sure he'd have remembered a city like this - all built under domes. Almost reminded him of Midgar, except for the lines. Ain't nobody who'd line up to get into Midgar of their own will, he thought to himself. Or at least not without a damned good reason.

Nothing in there for him, though. No skies under those domes, that was damned sure. Still, he couldn't help but wonder just what was drawing all these people into the city. Wasn't the sky, so what was it? He sighed as he realized that the only way to now for sure would
be to go in himself. "Can't believe I'm doing this," he mumbled to himself as he headed to join the line. Whatever was on the other side of that gate had better be worth the trouble.

Unfortunately, the city itself was scarcely worth the wait, in his opinion - an opinion he made quite clear as a stream of profanity shattered the early morning air.

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Kairi strangely found herself ending up at the same place she started, despite that it wasn't even on purpose; she was really trying to settle into the city at long last, and was even saving up on anything shiny so that she could get herself into one of the townhouses. Maybe even get herself a job!

But she was still back at the Niflheim gate. She forgot how long it had been since she walked through it for the first time. A plastic bag saying 'Matinal's' in blocky letters hung from one of her arms, full of some food and beverages to keep her going.

Something caught her eyes in her reminiscing. She glanced over, surprised, a soft oh! falling from her mouth. But she frowned a bit - yes, the man looked familiar, from all that time ago back in Traverse Town. Still, he looked... different. But then, so did she, so who was she to talk?

With a bit of a spring in her step she moved to the entryway of the gate, glancing at the people in the line, seeing who she was looking for, and raising up a hand (the one without the groceries), and calling out. "Cid! Hey, Cid!"

Ah, maybe it wasn't the right person, now that she got a better look... Oh well. Sora always made a fool of himself. So she could catch up.

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At the sound of a voice calling his name, Cid glanced up from his exploration of the little electronic doodad the man at the gate had given him. If he was any judge, it looked to be some sort of journal - and almost on par with some of the stuff that he'd seen while he'd still been working with ShinRa. Now if only he could get the damned thing to stop telling him that he had a shop in a place he'd never been he could even get some use out of it.

But that could wait until later, as he closed the journal for now and headed over towards the person who'd called his name. True, he didn't have the slightest clue as to who she was, but that didn't mean he couldn't get to a distance where he wouldn't have to to yell back and forth to hold a conversation.

"That's my name," he commented once he got near enough. "Haven't got any damned idea who you are though."