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A Bit of Reclamation... [complete]
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?"
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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"Good." She wasn't likely to be any help, and really? He was going to be having a bad enough time keeping tempers in check as it was and wasn't that a rather ironic thought. Usually he was the one setting tempers off not keeping them in line.
And why the hell was he still thinking about this? Worrying about it wouldn't solve a goddamned thing, and he still had a shop to finish cleaning. With any luck he'd even manage to find a proper teapot before the night was out.