A Bit of Reclamation... [complete]

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Character(s): Cid and Kairi
Content: Cid reclaims his shop
Setting: Cid's shop [J7]
Time: not too long after this thread
Warnings: Cid


The rest of the trip to find this place that he apparently owned passed by in silence - or the Cid version thereof. Which is to say ... it wasn't exactly silent, as he kept up a steady grumble that was composed up of equal parts swear and latent bitterness. It didn't really mean much of anything - it was more to fill the silence than anything - but every now and then something comprehensible could picked out of it, usually something about the lack of a sky or the sheer weirdness of the place as a whole.

It wasn't until they arrived at the shop he was supposed to be reclaiming that he stopped - or rather until his journal chirped at him.

"Thought I told you to stay quiet," he grumbled at it before turning to Kairi. "This the place then?"

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Kairi, for her part, had tried very hard not to look amused by Cid's grumblings. It wasn't really fair for him, after all. He had just found himself outside the city, like most people, and obviously wasn't too happy about it, like most people. But he was so vocal about it, kind of. He wasn't yelling up a storm or anything, but still. Kairi chuckled once and awhile.

She adjusted her bag of groceries when they came to stop, blinking a bit at his first comment, until she realized that it was the journal he was talking to, not her. They can be pesky things sometimes, can't they?

After a moment, she nodded to him. "Yep, this is the place." She stepped over to the door, trying the handle. It was stuck just a bit, but not locked. She pushed the door open and then stepped to the side. "Well then, after you."

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Cid stepped into the store with a slight hint of caution - mostly likely due to an assortment of adventures involving several dark-cloaked individuals and monsters that liked to hide out in darkened rooms. Luckily for him, the store held nothing of the sort.

"Doesn't look too bad off," he mumbled. "Might be a little easier to tell if I could find the damned lights in this place, though." There had to be a switch around here somewhere, right?