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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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"Not too bad, anyway. Cluttered though." What the hell had the former owner of the place been doing with these odds and ends, anyway? There wasn't even much rhyme or reason to what seemed to be in the piles anyway. But there was something he was pretty damned sure he'd find around the place if a him-not-him had actually owned the place. The hard part would be finding it in this mess of shit.
Well, might as well start with nearest pile. Wouldn't have much luck if he never started looking.